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Alex Speak Behind the Scenes Universal World Writing and Poetry

Thank You For Your Support Spoopy Friends

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Words cannot express how grateful I am for all the beautiful people who have connected with me recently and overall. I cannot thank you all enough for supporting me and everything that I do. I didn’t expect things going this far with my site, writing, artwork, and everything else I’ve been intending to do. 

So, I have officially hit 100 followers on WordPress and 1, 000+ via Twitter, Tumblr, and Google+. Everyday I continue to grow, change, and thrive with every accomplishment I make. Thank you all so much for your support everyone and making all of this possible. 

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Weird-Crazy-Perhaps Scary Writing and Poetry

Nothing

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No color to perceive.

No straight vision.

No sense of stability.

No balance or coordination.

No scents to smell.

No sense of taste.

No comprehension.

Nothing audible to the human ear.

Not a single sense of understanding.

Not a single companion by me side.

No one in sight.

Nothing, Noone, Nowhere, None… No… Gone…

Nothing is my place.

Nothing is my heaven.

Nothing is my hell.

Nothing is void.

Nothing is my nothing.

Welcome.


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Alex Speak Animals and Nature Positivty and Funnies Writing and Poetry

4 Spring Zen Haikus

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The cold cycle ends.

The spring lotus flourishes.

New spring blooms within.


Goodbye icicles. 

Sharp ice dissolves from the sun.

Lily petals bloom.


Here comes the new sun.

Smiles grow as the new sun glows.

The new sun is zen.


What’s the song of spring?

Growth, change, flourish, and rebirth. 

This makes my heart glow.


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Eh-I-I-In.sanity

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It-It-It-It’s my best friend.

Nasty to some, nice to others.

Soft, gentle, precious, kind, giving, forgiving…

Always by my side.

No one can hurt my dearest friend in the world.

It has wide jowls, white teeth, black eyes, serrated claws, and a colossal frame.

To make him angry will lead to you being bashed into the dust.

You wouldn’t hurt my dear friend… right?


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Nymph: Wiping out the Mauraders

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Unfortunately I can no longer give my trust to the human species. Searching for companionship through humans is no longer a wise thing for me to partake in. They are far too dangerous, destructive, and are the epitomy of pure-er malevolence. Not even little children can be trusted. They must be destroyed. Wiped from the whole plan of existance. 

However… I must say… Humans make delightfully good meals. Oh hrm huh, excuse me! I’m slobbering in delight at the thought… yes, yes. After I meticulously skinned the man who lived in that small cottage, I ate his eternal organs and my good god they were delicious… Human organs taste better than skinned rabbits, raccoons, squirrels, bear, fish eyes, frogs, and deer.

I realize now that solitude is not such a bad thing afterall. I can now relate to the forest critters now. I now know why they run away from men. This could also be why I could not find any simple Nymphs much like myself. Maybe they’re all dead because of… NO! Get-get-get-get-get that thought out of my head! They’re now trying to brainwash me… what a shame…

With that, here is my plan… step 1: return to the forest, step 2: rebuild and restore my home, step 3: devour all muaraders (all humans as well as anyone who gets in my way), step 4: find my Nymph bretheren. Before I depart, I found something that might help protect me on my journey, perhaps even scare away muarders who wish to get in my way. Oh yes, yes, yes… a disguise to lure them in for a meal or two wouldn’t hurt… or perhaps for other things… oh yes, yes, yes, yes, yessssssss… The Nymphy human scarecrow. 

Tee-Heehee! I found an old wicker basket, raggedy clothing and Oh! REAL human hair that leftover from that vile human in the cottage. Ohhhhh yes, yes, yes… perfect. Hrm-hee!

Hm… I have the feeling I’m being watched and I’m not even a mile into the desolate forest. It’s making an odd squeaking sound. Is it a mouse? Rat? Rabbit? Dying bird? No… it sounds like something even better, and I know exactly where it is! Hahaha… just my day… couldn’t get any more perfect than this. Yessssssss….


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Alex Speak Writing and Poetry

Chilled

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Cast my body;

Hold me between a time flux.

It’s for my own well being.

Love is as precious as sharp ice.

Loneliness bares the dastardly curse of the sun.

Everything shines clear underneath a sheet of ice.

Death cannot keep its grip on me if I’m frozen below the sheet casted around me.

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Creature Feature: A Win for Wildlife

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A win for wildlife can mean so many things…

A win for wildlife is a defenseless critter that gets a second chance.

A win for wildlife is nursing a sick or hurt animal back to health.

A win for wildlife can save an animal from sure death.

A win for wildlife is ending the suffering for animals who can’t go on.

A win for wildlife is bringing an animal back to the wild, ready to live another to day.

A win for wildlife is educating others about the world around us.

A win for wildlife is encouraging others to help.

A win for wildlife is providing the proper care for animals that need help.

A win for wildlife is healing our planet one day at a time.

Please help support organizations like Wildlife Aid or Ocearch 

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Alex Speak Weird-Crazy-Perhaps Scary Writing and Poetry

5 Tripoid Creepykus

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My skin feels so weird.

It crawls and scuttles around.

I don’t think I’m real.


I can’t sleep at night.

The shadow haunts my bedroom.

It’s here with me now.


Never do drugs please.

Those trips and highs are not worth it.

Now I hear voices…


Stay inside at night.

The Nymphs crawl the hills at night.

I can see you friend.


I am made of limbs.

Cows, pigs, goats, horses and friends.

I’m the witch’s doll.


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Alex Speak World of Psyche Writing and Poetry

Loss Frozen Through Thoughts

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Painful thoughts throb in my mind as I drag through the days.

I’m not the same person as I used to be before everything happened. 

I changed after I knew I wasn’t wanted, needed, appreciated, and loved.

The hoops you had me jump wore out my legs, twisted my insides, and drained my spirit.

My heart and soul were bent and twisted to fit the kind of companion you wished for.

Sometimes I was your personal pet that you trained to be your own and no one else’s.

Sometimes I was your scapegoat to take the heat from your mistakes.

Sometimes I was used as a venting tool only when it was needed.

But never a true companion….

My own efforts to succeed beyond the finish line that was made for me went unnoticed.

A single mistake lead to harsh punishments and companion shaming… which led to companion hating.

You chose when to punish me and you chose when to forgive me.

The unconditional love you promised to give to me and all others was a fallacy.

Everyone else in your eyes was either a walking flaw or a soul who could do no wrong.

You could never see the pain you have caused, nor the damage that was done to me.

My world became shrouded in darkness for all to see.

Thoughts and feelings of sorrow froze into a nonstop neverending loop of madness.

Any spot of sunlight in my life appeared to be vile and obscene in your eyes.

One day I grabbed a sunspot and wrapped it around my body.

I let the light lift me up even when you attempted to grab my feet and pull me down.

I decided that I wanted to change and go to the next level.

I changed for the better. 

I changed to embrace a new tomorrow. 

You didn’t come with me.

You didn’t grow and flourish like how you said you would.

You didn’t wish for me to be happy or succeed.

You didn’t want to be happy and instead wished for pain on others.

You didn’t want to wish for a better tomorrow.

You didn’t want to be my true companion.

Life didn’t seem to work out in the way I wanted it to.

Unfortunately it just had to be this way.

Patches of old thoughts have yet to thaw out today, but for the most part it is Spring in my mind.

I still miss the old memories, the long laughs, the warm smiles, and times that were good to each other. 

But I can’t miss you, wish for your return, nor have you in my life again.

It has to be this way for the both of us.

I won’t question that.

I’m ready for a new tomorrow.

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Mitchell’s Mumblings: Only in America- Share

Originally posted on Mitchell’s Mumblings: Only in America Only in America- Do we have opportunity to worship God freely, But our churches are empty ? Only in America- We have the right to free speech But don’t control our anger and we riot ? Only in America- We claim “all lives matter” But we…

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