A message...

Ok... so I've been reading a book for Communication Arts, (y'all are going to think this is lame..) But it is the book A Lesson Before Dying. The book is boring, dull and has some inappropriate scenes and concepts, but I just read something that struck me deeply. There is a scene in the book where the condemned boy, Jefferson, confronts the narrator about religion. This post is not a religious awakening or anything, so keep reading through if you don't like that kind of thing..

Well, Jefferson says that the Revrand told him to give up all worldly things and prepare himself to die. It really kind of depressed me to read this and I looked outside and it was cloudy, there was a noise that sounded like thunder and  I'm not feeling too well. So I sat there and began to think, as I commonly do when I read. I poured over the concept introduced by this fictional character and I tore it apart, bit by bit and compared it to the life that I am currently living. The character talks about how he never had anything to live for besides his aunt. He was always in the fields working, from the time he was six, hauling a water cart and doing all kinds of manual labor. He never had any proper education, only second rate schooling, the bare minimum that was available to any person. He never had equal treatment, a fair shot at anything or a chance to live his life.

Now, I know there are people who claim to be depressed because their lives are so traumatic at Liberty High School. Three words: Open your eyes. Although this story is fictional, its based off of real situations. I know some people out there have very traumatic lives and they do have family probelms, etc. But in the overall view of things, we have a very nice lifestyle. I was giving my girlfriend and her friends trouble because they did not understand the term "to be capped". Thats funny and all, but it is really sad that so much of our community does understand what that means. (By the way, thats not a racist statement... I'm talking about the overall concept.) But in all reality, the things that happen at our school are not that big of a deal.

All I am saying with this entry is that I'm glad to have what I do. I have friends, I have family, I have the chance for equality and the benefits of living in a free country, so before you consider your life to be so bad, look at the worst and compare the two. If you do it rationally, I'm sure you'll see which one is actually worse.

Later,

Curtis

Yeah..... its kinda like that.

Lol... Randomness....

You know, I have a feeling. A feeling like I'm scared beyond belief. A feeling that everything could come unglued in a fraction of a second and it could all fall to the ground. Its chaotic, senseless and completely random in every way possible. Its dangerous, life altering and it makes you realize that nothing is permanent: If you choose that it shouldn't be. This feeling makes you want to run, hide and do anything to stay safe and free from harm. It makes you want to fight, flee and everything in between.  It turns the poorest men into the richest and the most powerful into pathetic weaklings. It can cause the course of a week to improve ten fold or cause it to take a nose dive and never level out. It makes us laugh, it makes us cry. It forges the bonds of friendship and it carves the paths of enemies. It leads people to things that they never knew they were capable of and it causes them to realize things about themselves that they never knew before. It gives some people a glimpse of destiny and for others it proves that you write your own story. It is contradictory yet it makes sense all the same. It is simple, it is complex and it is all around us whether we choose to observe it or not. By some it is considered the greatest thing on Earth, while by others it is considered the worst. It makes people what they should become and is possibly one of the greatest experiences a person can have. That is, until it ends. But does it really end? Can that feeling ever cease to exist? I doubt it. Something so strong and beautiful leaves a lasting impression upon whoever it touches. It opens their eyes to the beauty of the world and it tends to haze out the downsides of every situation you go into. It is worth as much strength as an army, yet it can cause something as simple as a flower to have life. It has the power to build someone up or to break them down in every way imagineable.  Yet in every way, it is beneficial.

Now, I think you can derive from your own mind what that signifies... and your many interpretations could be correct. I felt like writing something like this, so I did.

Later,

Curt

The Weirdest/ most terrifying dream of my life...

So...

I was asleep the other night and all was well, I was dozing and mildly dreaming about situations that had happened in the past two weeks when suddenly everything became a bit distorted and the phase shifted from the tranquility of the previous dream into a harsh reality of a nightmare.

What happens next scared me.

I was at the park that is close to my house with Heather, Anna, Liz, Jordan,Val, Ashley, Hoover, Leaf, Ragland, John Moore, Sarah and a few others whom I don't really remember right now. We were having a party and were having a great time when Ragland disappeared. We paid little to no attention to it because I figured that he had gone home or something. It didn't seem as though anything was going wrong yet.

Next to go was Hoover. He disappeared shortly after Ragland did and it wasn't that big of a deal because he lives close to the park as well. We did, however, hear a scream from the woods. We played it off as someone trying to scare us because everyone knew about the party and they were jealous because we wouldn't let them in. This was all taking place at night, (in my dream) mind you, so we couldn't see anything that was going on. So, that left Heather, Anna, Liz, Val, Ashley and Leaf. We were all hanging out on the baseball field and we had strung christmas lights from one end of the backstop to the other, creating a rather luminescent glow around the area. This made things a bit spooky. Leaf started to walk off into the woods but I stopped him and told him he was crazy, so he rejoined the group.

So, as we sat there and talked, we began hearing sounds in the woods behind the backstop. There was a rustling sound, then a growling sound and a sudden flurry of movement and the lights all vanished. We took off running in the direction of my house and we arrived on the driveway, all of us mostly unscathed except for Leaf who happened to be bleeding from two gashes across the middle of his back. All he would say was that "It got Hoover and Ragland.." and then he passed out. Well, we carried him inside and everyone sat in the living room while I tried to call the police, but the phone line was dead. It scared me, so I went back into the other room and informed everyone of the situation. As I was doing so, there was a knock at the front door. When I got to the door, I looked through the peep hole and there was nothing there.

At this same time, I noticed that the back door was open. I turned around to see a guy in a mask with a knife standing in the middle of the room, poised to strike out at someone that I couldn't see. I remember thinking out of desperation that I had to do something, so I dove at the attacker and knocked him off balance.  A struggle insued and everything plunged into darkness.

When I woke up, I was in a strange room with no door and a window cut out of the wall. Through the window, I saw all of my friends in a seperate room, they appeared to be alright. I tried to bang on the wall, but no sound was transmited. As I watched, a door opened up and my friends walked through, disappearing into the illuminated doorway. I was alone and that scared me. Suddenly, the room began to fill with water (I have a phobia of drowning... scares the living daylights out of me to be underwater for much time at all) As the water nearly reached the top, I kicked out at the window and it broke, sending me crashing to the floor in a rush of water. I quickly pulled myself up and pushed my way through the door where I saw the masked guy from before, knife and all. I took off down the hallway to my right and ran as hard as I could, but he caught up.

He hit me from behind and knocked me down. I rolled over and kicked at him and knocked his mask off, revealing a grotesque image that I cannot even describe. The attacker was angry because of this, but I managed to knock him over and end up on top of him. I demaded to know where my friends were and he simply laughed and stated that they were all dead and then he proceeded to kick me rather hard. After I fell over, I remember a knife puncturing the left side of my chest and I woke up on the floor, screaming and in a cold sweat.

Also, my phone was beeping because of a text message from Heather, asking me to go to the park.

Lol, scared me... its why I said the text was a good way to wake up.  Scared me half to death. Anyhow, Figured I'd put this on here.

Later,

Curt

Hey...

I don't play basketball for Liberty any more, so I figured this one worked much better... Plus, I felt like starting something new.