Omari Wilson
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I have always used Facebook to write my complex and a bit obtuse thoughts, and perspectives. A ex-friend of mine suggested that I start a blog. I decided not to and started a vocal account many years later maybe 7. ENJOY!
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A Sense Of Aligning Nothing
I was staring out the right window of the car Corrand picked up some time within the past 30 hours. As I watched I did not really notice anything. Trees. Lots of trees. The odd random house which looked like they are there because there is a farm near by. But not to my eyes. I couldn't farm land anywhere. I start to zone out into my head again. Focusing on the trip that is soon to happen. I start to imagine having a poutine in Canada. Just a basic, hot, and gravy filled poutine. I get pulled back as she says something.
By Omari Wilson3 years ago in Fiction
A Sense Of Aligning Nothing
Corrand pulls up right about a block away. I motion to her to start moving forward and she then follows. As we are heading to the car I notice a tiny bit of extra light being shined from the car, there it is then there it's not. As I approach I noticed that they are the hazards. Corrand being the hair away from six feet, do not worry I will explain later, that he is has the radio blaring and I am sure he will not hear me but I try anyways. "Corrand why are the hazards on?" The song is thunderstruck by AC/DC. He is obviously jamming out using his hands and taping the steering wheel. As I get close I realize that he actually singing the song. I stand patiently with her right behind be and wait for the song to end. As it approaches the end I ask his again. "Corrand why are you hazards on?" He replies with "can't turn them off." I walk around to the front again and then back to him "you can not turn off the lights?" He looks at me "yes." "Hmmm ok let me take a look." I poke my head into the car and notice that the hazard button is filled with cement. "Uhhh did you do that?" Corrand is looking for his cell phone charger. "Hmm? No, I am not the one who did that." Ok well that explains why the lights are flashing. I mention to get back into the car and try to figure out which direction to go. I am so focused on figuring out the path exactly that the vehicle starts moving and I do not even notice. So, I have not been able to talk about my appearance or really any of ours. So first is Corrand. As I mentioned before he claims to be a hair away from 6 feet. but he is actually 5'10". So I usually reply with oh so you are hoping for a cow-lick. he usually just stares at me on edge and I give a little chuckle. I am actually 6'1". Yea sure I could make a joke about him being 3 inches short of a real mans height but what's the point? Well these simply is not one. Ok then her, yes I am hiding away from you our two names for now you only know Corrands but not mine or hers, she is 5'7". I basic height with no real reason for wanting more. She was a volley ball player. Yes, I know right. Lets just say her vertical out played a lot of people on her team. She literally could and did spike the ball. Me, I am not the athletic type. Sure I played sports and being humble I can say I was bad at them but really was not my thing. I preferred reading and thinking. I have a philosophy in my head that often shakes people to the core as they listen and actually think about it. I simply tell them that 'the world was not created on ethos or pathos. If you look back on life you will see that the words was created and worked through multiple chains of life through Logos, simply meaning logic. Why? Because without logic you really would not have anything. Nothing.. zip.. zero.. nana.
By Omari Wilson3 years ago in Horror
A sense of aligning nothing
"Sup?" "Sup?!" Echoing down the hallway and all the way up to the bleachers. Well here's the thing, I was sleeping. In my mind, I could see the hallway all the way to outside. The door that accessed the bleachers was swinging, open then close open then close. I took off running towards it not paying attention to anything else. Running that fast I thought I was going blind, I wasn't going blind, unlike that moment when that was happening, nothing to worry about. So, I gathered my sights an...
By Omari Wilson3 years ago in Fiction
