|Grimith J. Reaper|
Author has written 48 stories for General, War, Life, and Love.
11/29/05: Well, now, it appears that the poems are... back there. I don't recall seeing them on any sort of list before. Maybe my browser was just messed up? Maybe Fictionpress decided to do something new? I don't recall.
And here I thought these infernal things were lost.
Well... I can't bother reading them anymore. I don't have the time to read them. I believe I've found what the purpose of this stuff was: to squeeze out thoughts and feelings and emotions before moving on. That's it. No dwelling. Can't dwell.
I don't read this stuff anymore.
But, you're still welcome to. I don't have the patience to remove it all... and... well... that's it. That's probably the only reason why it's up. I simply don't have the patience to remove it.
Though I suppose I could just, well, delete my account... But, I don't even care for doing that, either.
Time makes scars out of wounds. Those scars sometimes hurt... but not as bad as they used to.
What caused these poems... this font of poems that sprung from me four and a half years ago... it is now resembled upon me as an incredible series of scars. Sometimes, they hurt, and I'm forced to feel, forced to recall... but, at other times... they don't bother me at all... and I can think... I can feel... I can breathe.
I can live.
So, unless something happens to change my mind, this will be the last post I ever make on my FictionPress account. My poems will still be here, unread even by myself, as reminder of what I once went through. Just like the past, they'll never be erased... and, perhaps unfortunately, never forgotten.
Maybe these poems will help others, though. Maybe they'll grant new insight to some other blind fool wandering through life. Maybe they will... finally understand. And, if just one person gains a better comprehension of the world around him/her, then these poems have earned their place here on FictionPress.
For what I believe will be the last time, this is Grimith signing off. Good luck, all, and may life deal you better cards than what they dealt me four years ago.8/25/04: Well, I managed to find about three poems I haven't put up here, and I've also penned two more (though I think I'm losing touch with myself). It's funny how, when I flip back through my poetry folder, I first focus on spelling errors that I made. For instance, in a lot of my older poetry, I wrote 'truely'. I want to strangle myself now.
Anyway, I'll get those poems up soon.
By the way, in case you don't have AIM, you can use Yahoo! or MSN to message me (or my e-mail).
Yahoo! Screen Name: TheOldWiseMan
Keep in mind, though, that if you're going to e-mail me, e-mail TheOldWiseMan account. I seldom, if ever, check the one I invented for MSN.
8/10/04: Man... I've been a member to this site for... two years? I feel... old now.
Then again, I haven't submitted stuff in a while, so I gave off three poems. I've just been unable to locate my spark. And, oh, sure, there's many other poems I have that I haven't sent in... I've just got to find them and type them up... or even see if I actually have submitted them.
...ugh...been a long, long while...
On the plus side, though, I haven't been so angstful! ...kinda... maybe...
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