Monday, August 6, 2012

            Jenna went to grab her daughter at the end of the room, as she walked closer the room kept elongating, making no progress she started to run, her daughter staying just out of her reach. She screamed for her baby, then suddenly the room started to spin and turn into a black and white spiral. Her baby vanished and she was sucked into the vacuum, everything went dark.
            Her daughters laughter woke her up, the ground was wet, she was laying in a puddle on a dark alley just lit by a half moon. Jenna pulled herself to her feet and immediately heard something walking in the shadows. The footsteps got louder, she froze stiff as the aberration came into the moonlight. Fear struck she noticed the creature's deformities and gasped. It was naked with no genitalia, where the face should be was smooth with a large question mark tattooed in the center, and had three claw like fingers. She heard the creature whispering as it got closer and noticed the skin where its mouth should be was moving. It focused on Jenna sharply cocking its head side to side getting closer, closer until it was inches from her face. The creature began to circle her, staring deep into her soul. She could finally make out what it was saying "What?... When?... Why?..." it chanted repeatedly as it circled her several times. The monstrosity then stopped in front of her pausing for a moment, it sharply cocked its head causing a loud "Snap!". The creature then slithered back into the darkness with its head dangling grossly from side to side. She instantly felt drunk with dizziness and the alley started to spin, as everything went dark she fell face first into a puddle in the asphalt.
            Her daughters cries slowly brought Jenna back to consciousness, the room was unfocused with a blinding white light. She heard a rhythmic "beep" and a dark silhouette approached her followed shortly by a  monotone voice, "Welcome back Jenna, your abortion was a success, there were no complications". "Your very brave and made the right choice, a 16 year old has no business being a parent". She was suddenly filled with horror looking down to see blood everywhere and a fetus on the operating table next to her. She began vomiting and fell on the floor, in a puddle of her vomit the room started going dark and spinning again, in the distance she heard a nurses voice "Dumb whore should have kept her legs shut", and everything went black...
            "JENNA! JENNA! Wake up your having a nightmare!" Jenna jerked up and screamed at her mom "I'M KEEPING IT DAMMNIT!". Jenna's mom gave her a half smile and replied "I was hoping you would say that".

Sunday, November 13, 2011


Sorry I have been gone I was on deployment i'll update this fairly soon and have a lot of content to add that I wrote while in the Persian Gulf, so stay tuned! I don't have steady internet or means right now but in a few weeks the content shall flow!

Friday, March 25, 2011

Shorthand Poetry

Red light to simplify the night, 
amnesia, insanity,
like watching ants through a glass scry. 

Correlation between a mollusk and a politician -
They seem adamant and appealing on the outside,
but are soft and heartless on the inside.

Kindle the flame of freedom by giving
 politicians a nice drink of a Molotov-Cocktail. 

Consumers are and interesting specie, 
living in gluttony, laziness, 
without thought or respect to their future,
our economy preys upon these people, 
all the way down the road to the medical 
care they will need for their chosen lifestyle. 

Belief in a god is fun, 
I prefer the Greek gods myself, 
but to take any of it seriously is nit-witted. 

I feel like an abused whore who if I run
 I will be beaten almost to death by my pimp. 

I have to deal with you now because its part of my job, 
see me outside of work and i'll break your fucking jaw. 

So much pressure on me... 
its alright, i'll be a diamond soon. 

I'm not prejudice, 
I hate all ignoramus' the same. 

Acute sanity is enough to make one insane. 

Always question, 
never take anyones word. 

Thursday, March 10, 2011

                                              "unborn child"

I am so sorry I couldn't protect you, we have all been failed in a sense. Pulled into this society the ones who came before us created. This misguided collaboration of people have nothing to live for but paper currency, gold, diamonds. These inanimate objects physically mean nothing, but to men... they will die for them. This is the world that I am bringing you into. One of corruption, misguidedness, greed, hate, there is good in this existence but not so much in the people who are in charge. I wish I could take you to a far away secluded land, but that is no place to raise a child. I hope one day you will understand and forgive me. 

Monday, March 7, 2011

Poems from Iraq

I am not much of a poet but I felt compelled to write as tho a ethereal being was moving my hand for me, these are a few of the results from the "sandbox" . 

                                                       "Are you living?"

I was walking through an alley downtown and I saw a man with a bald head, as he got closer I realized he had no face. I froze stiff in my tracks as soon as I noticed this, he kept creeping toward me like a zombie focusing on its prey. It was whispering something, but I couldn't make out what it was saying until it was right on top of me, I was frozen solid with fear as it started circling me with its head a few inches from mine whispering "Who?" "When?" "Why?" in a demonic voice saying those words over and over again. After slowly circling me 3 times it stopped right in front of my face still rambling those words. It stood their for what seemed like forever focusing deep into my soul with its onyx black eyes, then the creature cocked its head sharply to the side, I heard a loud snap and its head dangled grossly flapping from side to side as it crept back into the shadows. 

Graffiti is beautiful, placed on clean, fresh surfaces where it doesn't belong. Sitting their staring back at the people who pass by it like an outcast. Speaking to them as they pass that this world is not perfect. Striking a little bit of fear into the hearts of the higher class as they pass by. Deface propaganda, pull people down out of the clouds with truth.

I'm falling, trying to cling on to something, scared senseless of hitting the ground, getting consumed by the earth, vines pulling me down, kicking and scratching trying to escape this fate. Can only hold on so long, struggling to live, to exist. The earth where I was born from its soil and roots, becoming more inviting as time passes, struggling is futile... Mommy I'm coming home to your roots once again. 

Friday, March 4, 2011

Inspiring Quotes

Here are a few Inspiring quotes from great minds that I rounded up and would like to share -

"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing." - Albert Einstein

"Government is not reason, it is not eloquence, it is force like fire, a troublesome servant and a fearful master. Never for a moment should it be left to irresponsible action." - George Washington

"The danger is not that a particular class is unfit to govern. Every class is unfit to govern." - Lord Acton

"Civilization is a limitless multiplication of unnecessary necessities." - Mark Twain

"But I know somehow, that only when it is dark enough, can you see the stars." - Martin Luther King Jr. 

"Socialism is nothing but the capitalism of the lower classes." - Oswald Spengler

"True knowledge exists in knowing that you know nothing. And in knowing that you know nothing, that makes you the smartest of all." - Socrates

"Corporations have been enthroned .... An era of corruption in high places will follow and the money power will endeavor to prolong its reign by working on the prejudices of the people... until wealth is aggregated in a few hands ... and the Republic is destroyed." - Abraham Lincoln

One thing that I feel a lot of people don't grasp is that history almost always repeats itself, when people think that this is the worst our society has ever been, in most aspects they are wrong. Also our forefathers knew that corrupt bankers and politicians were going to take over the government, that is the reason behind the constitution as well as checks and balances to amend it. Food for thought, if you like these quotes I have a lot more. 

Small background on "unaxeptable"

I'm not going to bore you with far-fetched beliefs in this blog, everything I write is completely up for debate and of my own retrospect. I'm very open minded and want to hear intelligent point of views and ideas of any nature. My name for the remainder of this blog will be "unaxeptable" which is basically a split persona of mine that believes in free people, freedom of speech, less government, lower taxes, and the fact that some of what our country does is unacceptable. We, the mass of the people should have the final say in everything that affects our lives without deceiving the public on what they are voting for, everything should be up front and honest, is this so much to ask? I currently serve in the military and have seen up close how much money is wasted, how many lives are taken in vein, and how mislead our country is. Many a long night far away from home have I sat in the dark thinking, contemplating, of humanity as a whole; we are in a dire need of "change" and not what Obama speaks of...