Somniferous Sonnet to the Sleepless

If anybody knows the artist of this picture,
please let me know, so I can give credit.

Nocturnal conversations with the stars
Too seldom send the weary spirit sleep
And meditating on thy heart-borne scars
But lets thy thoughts of pain, not dreams, be deep
And should thy waking eyes seek to perceive
An absent treasure, like a golden fleece
Thy healing dies with dreams thou shan't receive;
Sans thy consent, not even gods grant peace
But would it be too bold of me to ask
Dear Morpheus to smite thee with sweet dream?
Or plead good Artemis permit thee bask
In pale recourse of comforting moonbeam?
Now rest thy head, and further rest thy soul;
A watch I'll keep, whilst sleeping makes thee whole

- TAB III



I did say I was thinking of posting more poetry onto this blog. I don't know if I'll do this again anytime soon; I'm still struggling to figure out what exactly people on the Internet are willing to read. But there you go — a Shakespearean (English) style sonnet about insomnia. Write what you know, after all. Heh.

P.S. Don't you dare try to steal this and claim it as yours. If you like this poem, well, thanks. If for some reason you want to post it somewhere, please contact me and ask permission first.

I will tell you straight-off that I don't want it plastered onto a generic pretty background and turned into a meme that floats around Tumblr or Pinterest or such, so don't ask.

Other than that, I hope you enjoy it. Have a nice day, and sleep well. As long as you're not operating heavy machinery or something.

¡Chao por el momento!

Violent Video Games and Choosing Christ

I have a question. Well, actually, it was handed to me, but that means that I have it all the same.

(Isn't metaphysical figurative speech fun? Hee hee.)

The question that was handed to me went as follows:

(Yes, I know there's a typo. Please don't bother me, or KiteTales about it. Typos happen.)

Oh, hey! That's me! Well, not exclusively me, as you can see from the 61 Likes, 25 Retweets, and 51 replies at the time I came across this Tweet. Still, I thought I would volunteer to help respond.

The follow-up and my response looked sort of like this:

Complete with my fake user name and fake Twitter handle! Ha ha, you guys still don't get to know my real name. Not until I decide that I'm ok with giving that out. Someday. Maybe. Or not.

And... here we are, doing that! ¡Maravilloso!

Now, if you don't know who KiteTales is, that won't make a difference as far as understanding what I'm about to say. But I also say, you should go watch and consider subscribing to her channel that she shares on YouTube, with a guy named Flex. (As you can tell, I'm all about giving out people's real names on this blog.) I'm not saying that because they're paying me to say that, or even because they feel the need for more subscribers; I just think you might like some of the videos they make. Maybe you'll join the very vocal group of viewers who continually want to know when the next episode of Amiibo Life will be finished. Who knows?

The link is here, by the way: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC2CsoZoHmPHv7q8Vea6IliQ

My favourite song by this band is called, "Hyut! Hya! Ha!"

And Link is here, by the way. →

But anyway, that was the question today: As a Christian who plays video games, do I feel that viewing violent media contradicts the kind of life that I promise to live?

If you want the "tl;dr"* answer, you can go with what my Tweet said: "Not necessarily."

But if you want to learn something today, and you're not afraid of writings that are longer than five paragraphs, then let us descend past that jump break!