Eyes
blue like the ocean
call me to our soul
I love you and fear to tell you
Love
my heart aches
aches to the core
all I want is to be with you
Leave
you leave
never cared never loved
gone over my heart is ice
Tears
stream down
my once glowing face
cold, lonely and sad.
Beauty of Nature
blissful beauty only found in nature
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Fight Club
Fight Club by Chuck PalahniukMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
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A refreshing, humorous, off the wall and fantastic read. Palahniuk did amazing with his first published novel.
The narrator, who has insomnia, discovers that his identity is based upon his job and his possessions. He has no control over his life it is based upon his miserable job and possessions he frankly doesn't subconsciously even like. He starts going to support groups where he runs into Marla who is a "faker" like he is. Then a strange relationship ensues.
Then enters the charismatic character Tyler Durden. The narrator's condo goes up in flames after an explosion and he moves in with Tyler. However, in order to move in he has to "do something for Tyler" and that is hit him really hard. Thus the beginnings of fight club. An underground male dominated club where men go to beat the tar out of each other. This develops into "Project Mayhem". Where the men of fight club basically cause havoc and mass destruction. The narrator starts out as a devoted member of "Project Mayhem", however his conscious soon gets the best of him and he trys to stop Tyler. This is where it gets twisted. We discover that the narrator and Tyler are the same person. In an attempt to end his life with the bombing of Parker Morris Building. The narrator ends up in a mental institution where he is in the care of members of "Project Mayhem".
Twisted, and humorous. I think this book just takes that level of when we become adults and lose ourselves in our mundane lives and need to find a creative outlet to express ourselves. From a male perspective, this book gets down to the core of living that mundane life exploring yourself to the extent of testing your limits and moral core.
Great book. A must read. I did watch the movie after I finished the book. The movie was done well, many things from the book were taken out and it ended diefferently however I was not disappointed in the movie. I would however, recommend reading the book before you see the movie.
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I Escaped From Auschwitz- Book Review
I Escaped From Auschwitz by Rudolf VrbaMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
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"Arbeit Macht Frei" Work will make you free. As 17 year old Rudi Vrba got off a packed cattle car in Auschwitz-Birkenau. Rudi thought I can work hard then I will be free. Little did he know that he was entering one of the most horrific places on earth.
This is Vrba's account of what he faced and lived through as a Jewish teen during WWII. This book brought me to tears, at some points I wanted to scream at the pain and horror that any person who faced Auschwitz.
Vrba wrote through his 17 year old eyes. A boy who had to become a man. A Man who had to fight to survive. A man who wanted to save more from the horrific gas chambers at Auschwitz.
Faced daily with the threat of dying. Rudi had to be strong and his will to survive beyond any means. In his struggle all he could think of was to escape and warn others. He calculated that if the perscuted Jews rose and faught that the senseless murders would stop. Risking his own life, Rudi and his friend Wetzler. A struggle to get to safety both Vrba and Wetzler gave the accounts and numbers of those being murdered in cold blood in Auschwitz-Birkenau.
Within the book not only is there the account of Vrba's escape but the Vrba-Wetzler report with the diagrams of Auschwitz-Birkenau. It includes the tattoo'd numbers on the prisioners of Auschwitz-Birkenau and the Nations of which the Jews, Gypsi's, Russian POW, Ayrans and others captured by the Nazi's. Detailed numbers of the amount on the transports from each country.
When they Vrba and Wetzler completed their report it was to be sent to Hungry in order to save the lives of the Jews scheduled to be transported to Auschwitz-Birkenau. There is a lot of controversy surrounding the distribution of the report. Hungrian Jewish leaders instead negotaited to save the lives of their famiy and close friends.
Thank goodness the report still made it to Britian, America, The Vatican and other influential Allies. Thought approximately 400,000 Hungrian Jews were tortured and murdered in Auschwitz-Birkenau Thanks to Vrba and Wetzler the over a million scheduled to be transported to Auschwitz-Birkenau over 600,000 lives were spared and saved.
There has been a lot of controversy over the facts and the amount of people actually killed at Auschwitz-Birkenau. Vrba had a job at Auschwitz-Birkenau which gave him the upper hand in seeing just how many people were senslessly murdered. Between Vrba's account and Hoess, one of the head SS officers at Auschwitz-Birkenau, the number both discussed was extremely similar.
The Nazi's knew what they were doing was srong, they tried to hide the evidence by burning their victims then using the ashes as fertilizer. We will never know exactly how many were murdered. How many families were wiped off the face of the earth beause of hate and prejudice.
An eloquently written account of the terrors of Auschwitz-Birkenau. The Courage to escape and to warn other intended victims. A must read for anyone who is a history buff, or interested in WWII. Sad, and amazing. You will need tissues.
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Friday, December 3, 2010
December
It seems like 2010 just started and we have only twenty eight days to the end of 2010. It is very chilly here in Chicago and we are getting snow tonight. It will be our second snow storm. The first was was more like a soft powdering that didn't blanket the town in any snow.
Today, it has been a bit warmer, 31 degrees. No snow yet but should be blanketing the city any time now. Time to get the snow shovels out.
Today, it has been a bit warmer, 31 degrees. No snow yet but should be blanketing the city any time now. Time to get the snow shovels out.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
bereavement
Hiding
not wanting to
black, dreary, heavy
Breeze
blowing my hair
chills on my bare skin
Cold
wetness
crying from the sky
Rain
feels my pain
my heart, icy cold dead inside
Love
lost in the wind
never to be found
Cold
icy hands
winter blows on as do i
~ceil alexander
not wanting to
Clouds
billowing in black, dreary, heavy
Breeze
blowing my hair
chills on my bare skin
Cold
wetness
crying from the sky
Rain
feels my pain
my heart, icy cold dead inside
Love
lost in the wind
never to be found
Cold
icy hands
winter blows on as do i
~ceil alexander
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Watch for the Wind by Rod McKuenMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
I went to the little corner bookstore looking for a book for a gift however didn't find anything for my friend but found this beautiful poetry book by Rod. One by chance I didn't have. It was so happy to come home with me and I couldn't put it down.
So many beautiful poems. Where do I start.....with Rod's beautiful words at the beginning " Love is seldom carried by the wind - and life, less so. What the wind is best at is rearranging season, cycles, weather coming, weather already here. Though wind can be a part of weather and its make - up, it is always more."
A true romantic without romance. I have always loved Rod and his poetry sings to my heart and warms my soul. He brings bliss and enjoyment with the words that he shares in a mysterious yet friendly way.
I highly recommend Watch for the Wind to any and all poetry lovers.
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Enchantment
Your hand
grabbing mine
we walk on the dirt pathway
Your tattered
Keats poetry
the itchy wool blanket
Stars
swirling above
our heads in the dark sky
Deep
hazel eyes
staring deep into my soul
A caputured moment
two lovers
entwined in each others arms
Your hand
reaches for my chin
we kiss, everlasting enduring
~ ceil alexander
*Dedicated to William where ever you may be
grabbing mine
we walk on the dirt pathway
Your tattered
Keats poetry
the itchy wool blanket
Stars
swirling above
our heads in the dark sky
Deep
hazel eyes
staring deep into my soul
A caputured moment
two lovers
entwined in each others arms
Your hand
reaches for my chin
we kiss, everlasting enduring
~ ceil alexander
*Dedicated to William where ever you may be
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