The Daily Doodles

“Pure Blinding Colour”, a Haiku

Pure, blinding colour
Absorbs all of her mind’s eye
Till she sees no more.

(Starring the amazing person behind pureblindingcolour.tumblr.com!)

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The Girl Who Was Scared To Try”

There once was a girl who wanted to do well,
But she was scared of failure, so she’s stuck in a Hell
Of procrastination and excuses, since she’s afraid to commit
And these simple facts are something she’d never admit.

So she dibble dabbles in this and that, but it’s all the same
Never finishing anything she starts, and only she is to blame
Cuz’ to fail at a sincere effort, is her greatest fear
So she hides behind cynicism, year after year…

If she never attempts anything, then she’ll never be judged
Living in her cocoon of passivity, where she’ll never be budged
Hopefully someday she’ll decide to finally TRY,
Because having regrets on your deathbed is no way to die.

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“Light as a Ghost”

Lil’ Dennis Nowell was afraid of the deep dark at night
The mystery of the blackness always gave him a fright
While he eventually grew out of it, he always remembered the fears
And how those long sleepless nights ruined his childhood years

Soooo, after he became a Big Dennis Nowell, and lived a long life
And died peacefully in his sleep and was buried alongside his wife,
He decided to turn into a ghost, as opposed to heading up to Heaven
So he could travel back in time, to about the age he was seven.

In the afterlife, time is not in a straight line
It happens all at once, knotted up like twine
Dennis carefully worked to unravel time’s thread,
So he could return to the time he was a child scared in bed.

Now he haunts himself every night, casting his ghostly blue glow
His ectoplasmatic shimmer providing a calming light show.
It soothes his child-self, who is no longer afraid of the dark so deep
He can just stare at himself as a ghost, and peacefully drift off to sleep.

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“A Different Life”

The whirring of the ceiling fan blends into a silent soothing hum, as Kyle feels himself get lost in the hypnotic blades circling endlessly above.

The cool gentle air brushes his arms and face, but it doesn’t feel real… as if he’s not meant to be here, right now, in this life.  An empty sensation creeps over him, one he has felt in the quiet moments of night, and he senses what could only be his soul hovering above his shell of a body.

Could he have had a different life?  One without a job, three kids, and an understanding wife?  To think of his life now, it doesn’t feel like his own… like he’s just a passenger on a train following tracks laid down long before he got here.  He can’t even quite articulate completely what is tingling in the back of his brain, but it’s there.

He can see himself on an airplane, flying somewhere, anywhere, alone… but that doesn’t quite feel real either.  It’s just another “this”.

And maybe that version of him on that airplane feels the same.  Nothing changes. 

Reality sucks back into his consciousness, as he hears his wife and kids playing in the hallway, their existence reminding him that he forgot to go to the grocery store for eggs and cereal.

Posted 1/25/2013

(Gif’d by the Spectacular Fatma of fatmalovestodraw.tumblr.com!)

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“Never Go To Sleep”

If Tony goes to sleep, he’ll never wake up alive
Staying awake forever is the only way to survive.
If he closes his eyes, he gives up his everlasting soul
And the floor will open up and swallow him whole.

The monster under the bed quietly waits for their chance,
And even though Tony is well versed in this dance,
He feels his eyes grow heavy, he wants to close them for a sec’
But that’ll only earn his parents yet another check.

Because the monsters pay moms and dads for each kid they eat
And with the economy today, it’s a deal that can’t really be beat
The monsters own the homes, and live in the bedroom floors
Parents give up the kids, so they don’t have to live outdoors.

Tony feels his eyes close, and the floor opens under his bed
He can sense he’s swallowed up, and soon teeth will crush his head
He’ll rot in the monster’s gut so his parents had a home to own,
But he’ll be with all his dead siblings, so at least he’s not alone.

Posted 1/31/2013

(Starring Tony from the great Lonestardown.tumblr.com!)

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“The Girl Who Was Scared To Try”

There once was a girl who wanted to do well,
But she was scared of failure, so she’s stuck in a Hell
Of procrastination and excuses, since she’s afraid to commit
And these simple facts are something she’d never admit.

So she dibble dabbles in this and that, but it’s all the same
Never finishing anything she starts, and only she is to blame
Cuz’ to fail at a sincere effort, is her greatest fear
So she hides behind cynicism, year after year…

If she never attempts anything, then she’ll never be judged
Living in her cocoon of passivity, where she’ll never be budged
Hopefully someday she’ll decide to finally TRY,
Because having regrets on your deathbed is no way to die.

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“The Nuclear Holocaust of the Mind”

As Nathaniel Kirby drifts off to a quiet, peaceful sleep
A tremor within his brain grumble rumbles somewhere deep
Triggering nuclear memories, hidden within the world of his mind
Setting off a chain reaction, detonating where they were confined.

The mushroom clouds erupt, vaporizing the rest of his thought
The radiation spreads, leaving in its wake atomic rot.
Luckily Nathaniel is sleeping, not aware of his mental holocaust
And when he finally awakens, he won’t even remember the memories lost.

Now his brain can start over, develop all new hopes and fears
But the meltdown has poisoned his mind, for at least several more years.

Posted 10/4/2012

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“The TV Dream”

As Cooper drifts off to sleep while watching TV,
The warm glow from the set bathing him soothing-a-ly,
He finds himself on the ocean, upon a pink cliff it seems
As what he has fallen asleep to has invaded his dreams.

From beyond the horizon, the Giant Robots trudge forth
Even though the TV sun sets in the west, every direction is North
Cooper can’t turn around to look the massive machines in the eye,
But he can feel them coming closer, and his death is nigh.

Their shadows loom for miles, as he’s frozen in his bed
He can hear their giant claws prepare to crush his tiny head
The whirring gears and beeping lights echo in his mind,
And he knows this is the end of all boy and humankind.

Cooper wakes up with a start, as he was about to surrender
An infomercial blares loudly, selling a new fancy blender
The dream’s reality fades away, as he finds himself back in his room
But he stares blankly at the screen, consumed with the feeling of doom.

Posted 8/4/2012

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“The Idea of Nothingness”

8 year old Gustavo Ramirez stares out into the darkness of his bedroom, struggling to sleep, and he feels his mind wander into the blackness…

He imagines floating through space, passing the different galaxies along the way, and wonders how it all came to be— How did we get here?  How did the universe get created?  What was the beginning?  We’re “something” now… but was it nothing before?

Was the nothing like this, just inky darkness?  No… darkness is something.  A nothing would be like… umm…

And Gustavo feels his brain hit a snag, jerking the smooth wandering thought process to a stop.

What is nothing.

He has had these thoughts in passing moments before, but only now, in the dark stillness of night, does he have the chance to fully explore them without distraction.  He can feel the empty sensation of nothingness creep into his soul, folding his brain in half as he simply tries to picture the concept.

Images of his pets dying and him and his family being dead and forgotten as everything he knows and loves ultimately joining the forgotten nothingness of life all flash in his mind’s eye as he tries to grasp onto the idea of nothingness… and fails. 

He can feel the concept come closer, though, more clear, if he can just concentrate harder and remove any sense of light and darkness and sound and air and anything that is something…

Gustavo wakes up groggy and confused the next morning, his alarm blaring.  He hurries to run upstairs before his siblings eat the last of the box of cereal, and he shakes the box sadly as he realizes he was too late.

While eating half a’ bowl of cereal crumbs and the last splash of milk, Gustavo decides that it was better than nothing.

Posted 2/28/2012

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“To Dream to Be Alone”

Fatma leans over her birthday cake (a chocolate cake with chocolate frosting, chosen because it is Fatma’s mother’s favourite cake instead of Fatma’s preferred carrot cake), as her 7 siblings impatiently squawk for Fatma to blow out the candles so they can wolf down the dessert.

Her mind wanders as she ponders what to wish for, and the loud bustling of her family slowly fades away as an empty calmness creeps in…

What would it be like to be alone
No one bothering me on the phone
I’d make cheese sammiches 3 times a day
Then sit and eat carrots while I draw away
Finally living life being second to none
I wouldn’t have to care about anyone
No more worries, no more stress
No longer having to clean up another’s mess
I wish I could be, with no friends or family
Just exist by myself as I drink cups of tea…

A loud shriek pierces Fatma’s reverie as her younger brothers start slapping each other, snapping Fatma back to reality.

Fatma blows out her candle, and gets back to the birthday party her family wanted.

Posted 6/5/2012

(Happy Birthday to the wonderfully talented and amazing Fatma!  Check out her work on Fatma Loves to Draw and her brilliant Sketchbooking site.)

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