Phoenixes

My last blog post was depressing, I'll give you that, but from it's depressing ashes I have planted, grown and am now tending to a new experiment! I am finally going to start a youTube channel. Took me long enough! All because of the question: Why not? Yeah. Yeah, why not? If it fails, it fails- then at least I'll know I'm not good with the visual arts and maybe practice to get better at it! 

The topic for my first video will be 'death'. I know, again, depressing, but I promise you it will end happily. Not fairy-tale-happy-ending, but happily. It'll be like the phoenix...like Dumbledore's phoenix, Fawkes. Seriously: I'm totally brushing off the ashes.

My first video won't be a blockbuster.

People may not even watch it, but I don't like being watched anyway. 

I just want to know what it means to communicate through different medias: portraying something like 'death' in a book is very different from portraying 'death' in a movie. Not that I've mastered writing (barely a yellow belt) but can I act it? Can I find something, record it, and have you know it's 'death' without my saying so, without a billboard that reads 'This! This is what Death looks like!' 

Subtle. Subtle.

pebbles and stones: life or death.

because a few thrown pebbles
might annoy you more than one thrown giant stone.

a pebble can poke your eye,
cause it to bleed,
and you can't get to a sink quickly enough
to wash out the pebble
so,
potentially, you're blind in one eye for the rest of your life,
and everyone you know will call you Pirate Frankie behind your back.
to your face they'll call you by your name.
but behind your back it's Pirate Frankie.

even your tombstone will read Pirate Frankie,
what with your request to be buried with your silkworm silk eye patch
which you made yourself.

you're so proud of that eye patch.

a giant stone
will just completely obliterate you:
break all your bones and
your consciousness.

there's no potential eye-poking,
which means your eye won't bleed
which means you never needed the chance to wash out your eye
to wash out the pebble,
so now
there's no potential to be called Pirate Frankie behind your back.
you won't have ever made your own eye patch!
or its matching accessories!
and your tombstone will just have your name.
your real name.
but your DOB and DOD will be much closer together.

because when someone throws a giant stone at you?

you, my friend, are dead.