An Important Message From McDonald's

For four thousand years the cow people have ruled the universe. Conquering everything in their way, the great cow leader, General Milk, is one of greatness and is considered God in the cow kingdom. But then there was Moo. in the words of the other cows, “@$##@&^#%@&*#@$%#$%,” which roughly translates to “he sucks,” in Cowenese.

Moo was a failure, his Cowenese was horrendous, he couldn’t frolic in the fields like the other cows, and he didn’t flop over to worship the General Milk. However, Moo had planned a coup. He was to cownapp General Milk and his son Cottage Cheese and sell them to the Goat Mafia. Then Moo would be considered god! But first he had to get in contact with the dreaded Goat Mafia, and to do that he had to find… Chevre.

Moo trotted down the abandoned alleyway, sure to make his hoovesteps light and quiet. He turned the corner and saw the silver trashcan glistening in the moonlight. He knew what he had to do next. Moo carefully climbed into the trashcan shutting himself into the cramped space. “Down with the God,” Moo whispered. The ground flew out from under him and he fell at an alarming rate. Moo began to panic; what if they send me to the slaughter house?!, his cow brain screamed for his body to do something.

 Suddenly Moo came to a hard, abrupt stop, sucking the air out of his lungs. When he opened his eyes, he saw the face of the one and only Chevre. He opened his mouth to speak, but was gagged. He was not surprised when everything went black.


And that kids, is how your Big Mac is made.

Behind Your Life

Behind your life
Lie  many others
Your life has luxury
Your life has compassion
Your life has windows
But outside those windows
Outside the luxuries
Outside the compassion
There is life
At the smallest level
From the stone that lies
From the leaf that falls
From the water that runs
It's important to go out
And witness
The smallest level
Then go up
Go up from the water
Go up from the leaf
Go up from the stone
Then come back
To the compassion
To the luxuries
And to
The window
It is then you will realize
There is more than you thought
Behind your life

Rambling Autobiography

I was born in the dead cold of December in 2002. I belived (and still do) that I was a superhero. I love my brother. It's difficult to think about the past, not because of how dejected it was, just because I don't remember. My parents, when they were together, were cute and didn't fight a whole lot. I skipped pain and sorrow. I can chose to let something itch at my mind. I lie sometimes. I'm very thankful. I want my mother to live till she's sixty. One time, when I was in the 4th grade, I split my head open. Two years and more memories later I did it again, not intentionally of course. I worry about my heart breaking. I wouldn't say things are well at home. My step-dad is a broken person who has no will to fix himself. He yells more often than he loves. My dad has married a woman whom has drastically changed from the person he knew twenty years ago. I think he knows it. We get along way better when she isn't there. I pray for him to find an end to his farce love. I pray for my mother as well, I pray so she finds refuge for her damaged heart. I feel that if I treat people better than what I have whitenesed, they will be above that low since of cruelty and find elation. I test myself often, and often test myself.

The Truth

He yelled and
  yelled

Until his voice was
           hoarse, his legs

Unsteady, his mind
  empty

And his eyes,wet
  and full

Of the Truth