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How do you people do it? Just throw up a protective shield and pretend these problems don't exist? As if children all over the world aren't being blown up by missiles. As if adults aren't slaving away under a government that is only looking out for their aristocratic purses. As if families aren't being torn apart by corruption and warfare.

America, land of the free and home of the brave.
America, free from caring and home of the ignorant.

This cold and condescending snobbery does not sit well with me.
How can you call for freedom of democracy and equality with one face,
stuff yourself with grossly saturated fats the next moment, drive away in an SUV alone whilst wearing and using items made off the backs of the underdeveloped poor?
Are you happy living under a mask? Do you like re-plastering your cover over and over just to avoid seeing the reality of the state you're in? 阅读全文
类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2009-11-17 08:35 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/1181df345ab9521b91ef3930.html Fickle laughter chases the air like flashes of lightning.
Hearts cringe as emotions are cast to pull our strings.
We lap up the lies, indulging in what we can not have.
Never satisfied by what we hold, we reach out for the unattainable.

거짓말. Lies. I crave more and more because
my standards will not be tempt by the fools I can meet.
Delude and lose myself in the haze of dis-reality.
Is there anything left for me to sustain my world?

Yes, I see the poisonous tales they spin.
Yes, I know that they put on quite a show
to get what they want. Well, if what I want is a lie
Then let's join and make our own deranged story. 阅读全文
类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2009-11-09 12:50 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/90046cd0ff9527329a5027cf.html I'm sick and tired of all you adults doubting me.
In fact, I'm so sick and tired of it all that I refuse to think any more.
I am giving up.

I said it. So now just give me the data, the facts, the trivia so I can choke on them and spit it back out to you in crumbled chunks because I no longer care to try and digest these "lessons" . Because according to you, I never had the ability to learn in the first place.

A product, a robot.
That is what you're looking for isn't it? Screw you and your education system.
My parents tell me I need school to get by, and I'll do what I can to try and stay here, but as I watch this world beat itself up I too will grow cold. 阅读全文
类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2009-10-13 03:04 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/ea90d1d51f4cd50ba08bb724.html
People in blue uniforms bust open the door (height of camera is down with boy; never see the head of the uniformed people), picks up the kids (someone lifts a crying little girl onto shoulders, and the boy is picked up by the back of his shirt and hangs onto a burly arm). The doors shut, and pressed onto the window pane as the van drives away is the older sister's face. -----------------

A medium/small black trash bag is tossed in to a heap of more dirty trash bags. The van door opens and two small, teary-eyed puppies stumble/fall out. An indifferent pair of legs pull at the remaining dog, who stumbles out. A slower pair of legs with a slightly limping gait drives them into a caged hall. Howling/crying all around. The crippled girl is put into the closest cage, the other two puppies is put in cage facing the opposite way. The little boy puts a paw on the cage door as the sister wails. Puppies sit forlorn, abandoned and without hope. [silence]
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A woman in heels walk in front of his door, stops for a moment. Keys jangle and the door is unlocked. The little boy puppy is handed over to a young girl wearing a "Happy Birthday" tiara. The woman says, "Aw, isn't that cute", as the puppy faces the camera (girls back is turned).



(conceptualized on January 25th, 2006) 阅读全文
类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2009-09-15 01:14 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/d976507a011570fe0bd18768.html 阅读全文
类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2009-06-02 00:21 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/e39cc42e2645cb301e30895f.html

In a dusty, sunlight room, there is a shelf of dolls and toys. One is an over-sized golden retriever and another a small, chubby boy. Yet another is a thin, stylish school girl--complete with hair done, uniformed outfit and matching shoes/purse. A pair of hands--a child's--reach for a one-starred ball in the center of the room. A golden dog trots up to nose the ball, and the hands take the boy and play it with the dog. Young, innocent play. Endearing.
Until the schoolgirl waltzes into the scene. The old toys are dropped in exchange for this hip, trendy figure. She sits in a desk, even has a cute neighbor to fall in love with, and in the most important moment of her young life she is dropped. From brim-filled emotion to a lifeless heap, she is dropped. Discarded and abandoned, the pair of hands finds a new fad to love.


Setting: In real-time, a small room up in the attic. An old red-faded-to-purple rug is in the middle, underneath the golden-starred, red-striped, green on one side, blue on the other ball. The shelf of toys is tall, standing against the wall and almost reaches the ceiling. Like most of the furniture in the room, it is also made of a brown oak. There is a light layer of dust coating everything, and small flecks are visible from the sunlight shining through the patterned holes of the heavy window curtains. It's the afternoon.

Plot: The childish hands represents any person, male or female, child or adult. We discard things with such ease, reject the sincerity of others with distrust and constantly search for something else to satisfy our never-ending thirst.

Characters: The dog is a companion, and the boy completes a trio of three best friends. In nostalgic ease they help each other grow up, but over time is forgotten and let go for newer, flashier things.
Young love; the schoolgirl is the object of desire for guys and girls alike. She is what girls strive to be, and is who guys strive to be with. She is material, flashing her jewelery, clothes and car. Her hair is always styled to attract attention, nails perfectly manicured, and face covered in elaborate make up. Looking at her, she is the archetype of a beauty. An emotional histrionic -a drama queen- you can see her face swell with pleasure and disappointment. Couple of the moment, you see her all her hopes and dreams riding on this one climatic moment--but before any visible rejection she falls lifeless to the floor. She is, after all, a doll.

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类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2009-03-18 02:14 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/58618b59a69a4789810a1876.html In an unbiased world
We Stand
Proud
Together
Tall, short; right, wrong

In Peace
We Smile
Because We Know
And We Understand
That Everyone Else is
Just like everyone else.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

In the world as we know it
We Trudge
Under
The Weight
Of all the crimes we've commit
In horror of ourselves

We Keep Searching
For an Answer
To Why
We hardly ever do
The Right Thing


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类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2009-03-01 15:10 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/0e633f395d47952b96ddd819.html A shiny red apple, polished and perfect,
held before your imploring eyes,
inviting you to bite into its soft, white flesh.

A shiny red apple, grown with stolen genes,
shipped countless distance from home,
marketed to be part of your innocuous consumption.

What goes on beneath the skin?
类别：默认分类 查看评论]]> 2008-12-14 13:14 http://hi.baidu.com/dedicatet/blog/item/132921cac7809018bf09e6d7.html