Daily Prompt: From the Collection of the Artist

Posted on July 25, 2013 by writinglikeastoner

It’s the year 2113. A major museum is running an exhibition on life and culture as it was in 2013. You’re asked to write an introduction for the show’s brochure. What will it say?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us RETROSPCTIVE.

Welcome to the 2113 Look back a Decade Mega Exhibition

2113, not born without technology
reminding us of the 21st century
a decade has passed, reliving our history
Might our forefathers were for believing in destiny

We were born and feed with real food in our tables,
the road had cars, now extinct in our stables
the world was connected through series of cables,
governments rise and fall for they’re unstable

We learn through the crying
the planet was aching
animals and plants on news we hear them dying

When we stayed united
a plan was initiated
survive we must, other worlds we confided

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Daily Prompt: Dulled

Posted on May 22, 2013 by writinglikeastoner

Daily Prompt suggested,

You encounter a mysterious man offering you a magic potion that, once sipped, will make one of your senses (sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch) super sharp — but dull the others. Will you sip it, and if so, what sense do you choose?

Linking it back to the previous prompt that i had about having a sense of hearing, that I’ve talked about the other day, upon hearing the news of a mysterious man offering me a magic potion, i had developed the supernatural ability to have a super-human ability to listen at great expectations.

The cold night, in the park via https://writinglikeastoner.files.wordpress.com/2013/05/bbf5f-park_at_night1_sm.jpg

Upon finishing up the magic potion , i had thought that my brain was almost going to explode. There was a sharp call, crying of loud noise, somehow just squeezing right into my eardrum, almost impairing my hearing senses, i didn’t hear anything else, but the loud screech that blasted my brain, much like what you feel after someone gives you a tight slap in the face. I fell down on my knee, hugging myself in hope of trying to contain that unbearable pain but up to no avail, cursing at the mysterious man, who’s putting me at the position im experiencing.

My eyes started hinder and it was blurry , A wave right down my spine, spreads throughout my entire body leaving me with a feeling of numbness, unable to hold to empty glass of magic potion i drank earlier, it dropped to the floor, and cracked.

Then, there was complete silence. I looked up to the night sky in hope for some clearer view, but all i see is the dark smudging the night lights. The mysterious man was gone.

I heard a voice, it’s getting even louder, but i don’t see anyone near. It sound like it came from the front, but i don’t see anyone. The conversation was loud, so i turned around, just in case my mind was playing with me. I walked in front hoping to find something,and that’s when i notice a park.

Right after, a moment, right at the far end of the bushes parallel to a tiled walkway , a group of guys, appearing suddenly from the shadows of darkness in sight were walking, happily laughing. Voices sounded familiar, much like the one I’ve been hearing, but these very people were not just far away but out of sight. How can they be heard so far?

Curious event, maybe it could have been another group.

A noise came from the back, a light was flickering away, but it couldn’t have been possible because the light i saw was at least about a few meters out in the open field. The sound was almost microscopic , that even the smallest of sound was an agent to my hearing stimuli.

Looking at the nearest estate building apartment nearby, i hear a baby crying, a man arguing with a woman, “you have to stop this habit, your gambling problem is an addiction that’s harming not only us, but our baby”.

A dog was barking, a cat, screaming out of shock, and replies of banters and hissings. I was astounded, and as i gave focus on what i was able to hear, i also heard to clangs and clatters of a nearby coffeeshop, someone stirring a metal glass, a gut feeling telling me that’s someone just ordered a cup of coffee with carnation milk.

The flutter of a group of bats, flapping from tree to tree right above me, the sound of the water rushing in to the drain, below me, and a car that braked too late at the end of a traffic light causing a screech of rubber against gravel and dirt.

Everything was in comparison. The superhuman ability was real, and it has allowed me to eavesdrop things that was away, and things that were too soft to be heard by the ‘normal’ ear. Things that couldn’t have been seen, things that are most likely happening in the distances ahead.

As far away, as close beside. via http://www.theater330.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/Man-thinking-about-someone-far-away.jpg

I know it doesn’t end here. I’m not so sure what are the side effects, but i know its getting stronger, after each passing day. I might be able to hear, the sound of a television coming from a neighbour’s house, the communication among a few dozens a few kilometers by few weeks after, and i might then be able to hear the sounds of the vast ocean in my own house, in a month.

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Daily Prompt: Hi, Mom!

Posted on May 13, 2013 by writinglikeastoner

Daily Prompt and Journal.

Hi Mom!

Mother’s day was awesome. The times we spent together. I could have remembered all the rest of celebrating Mothers Day, but this year was special because we had quite a deep talk with each other. We had a talk about what was the thing you feel you had changed from last time until now, and though it was a little awkward at first(because honestly we’ve never really shared and talk about this kind of thing), it felt good at the end.

I remembered how I told you, that you had sacrifice a lot of yourself for me throughout this years.

Mum, I remember when you always told me that the doc’ said I was to be sent to special school because I had some problem, but you refused to give up and send me there. Instead you showered me with your undivided attention, and younger sis had to also learn to give in to me and learn to be more independent. You self-taught me, to pick up and learn things, and I don’t know how you have managed to do that.

I remember the mistakes and scoldings, but you know when to grab me and catch me back into your arms when i needed comfort and forgiveness. (Yes, i still somehow do need that)

I remember when we came back from Australia after a problem, and as much as you were trying to struggle to keep the family going, and trying to find a job, you didn’t give up on my education. You took my hand and we walked down each and every school that rejected my entry, and never quit until you managed to find me a school. You went all the way to the Ministry to get me studying back again.

You understood my teen years growing up, you gave and take, all those wild years i had before me. You took note of me smoking, having peircings, drinking, but you always advice me whenever you can. I was drunk once, and you carried me from the neighbourhood, all the way to my bed.

I understand it wasn’t in your nature, from a strict parent, to change to a parent that is more understanding, but you did it anyway. Your sacrifice is way beyond, and that’s the strength I hope to have as well when i grow up. I’d never had to lie to you no matter how bad it is, and that was also because you taught me really well. You taught me how to handle things, at the same time, you allowed me to discover my own mistakes. You showed the right and wrong, at the same time, you allowed me to choose my path in life.

Thank you Mum.

This year, my sis and I had planned up a surprise for Mum, it was something that she had always wanted. We went out to celebrate with Sis and Grandma,

Mum loved Korean shows, and this and that, so this time round and we had BBQ Chicken for dinner that has Korean BBQ Cuisine kind of food.

Mum eating Mushroom Soup

Mum eating Cheese Fries

Sister at BBQ Chicken

BBQ Chicken’s Chickens

Grandma’s shy, Sorry!

At the end of the day, Mum came home to a surprise. We walked around shopping centres and she always talk about this Nescafe Dolce Gusto, and every time she said she wanted it, we never really had it because it wasn’t really a need, but after a month of planning, sis, her boyfriend and I decided to buy the Automatic model for her.

I wasn’t there when she opened the present ’cause we don’t stay together, but sis did told me that she was jumping for joy and it was for so long that she’s seen her so happy in her life. Im still glad and happy for her.

Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers !

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