Imagining is the hard part.

On this date in 1833 the United Kingdom legislated the abolition of slavery in Britain and all occupied territories.

Conceive a beast

that lurks beneath

cunning and hungry,

searching for meat.

Creeping around

below my house,

feeing on those

who’ll never be found.

I capture men, women,

girls and boys,

keep them shelved like little toys.

‘nd when the beast eats,

You’ll hear him chew.

Crunching on someone,

Someone like you.

Oh! My beast has his fun

all while never seeing the sun.

He hunts at night,

When all are asleep,

Slips men from their beds-

With nary a peep.

With crackle of spine

As they’re torn in two,

‘nd blood all around,

Spilled anew!

After his meal

he goes to bed

waiting for evening,

when he’ll be fed.

The heaps of meat,

dance with me,

to the beat of the day.

The night sliced,

with many ‘a’ fight,

With options tried and true!

The gold all mine

and with plenty of time,

I eat under the moon!

Curse you all,

Curse my food!

Curse you wretched moon.

I consume the deathly chill,

I grow like hungry blight.

Oh, sweet let me eat,

I’m only hungry for you.

You were so happy with me at first,

Just the sight of me brought out the glee,

But as time goes on, and on it goes

Down cold rivers your body flows.

Descent into the dead of winter,

Where the sun can’t shine.

Descend down the cold whirlpool,

where only fear resides.

Whats the point of living at all,

In the cool rivers my body follows.

Following you, down the water holes,

With the fear about, I attempt to find,

The girl I knew,

The girl that was mine.

Down into the darkness she descends,

Drawn to the fear, and the misery within,

Drawn without hope, without reason, without me…

She finds nothing, but cold castles of ice, sheer rock, and flight.

I hope, nay pray! For the girl I seek,

I know if I find her, I will likely break.

For it is my fault she’s come to run away,

And it is my fault she curses the world every day.

She feels all I wish to do is fight,

She feels I hate her with all my might,

She’s wrong of course; I love her still,

My proof? I’m following her cold and ill,

To places I despise; through fear,

And the whirlpool of lies.

While I descend the cool rivers depths,

With cool cool winter all around.

I think of summer,

And what I was surprised to find.

I found a lovely girl,

A girl I loved almost at first sight,

A girl that I could stand,

A girl that caused me to sway,

A girl I loved that took me away.

Her ascension was swift,

And I found her loveliness grew,

So we planted a tree,

From the love both of us knew.

We loved that tree,

And it began to prosper,

With the roots receiving,

All our love.

The tree grew strong,

Surviving several storms,

And off the joy of our love,

It grew some more!

Until one day, my lovely girl,

Decided to disappear behind a veil.

Try as I might to save my lady,

The door was shut, and the door was steady.

Yet even then, I loved her still,

But my attempts to free her were to no avail.

She screamed it was all my fault,

That the tree was disgusting,

Wrought with knots and decaying leaves.

Filled with worms, beetles, and held no seeds.

She told me I had stolen the joy,

The joy the tree needed to grow.

It was all so coy.

For all she did was blame it on me.

Try as I might to raise her spirits,

She hid behind all her “merits”

I attempted to find any way around,

But of course she hid what could not be found.

In time however, I learned the truth,

She felt the tree had grown too soon.

Fear had griped her, and she embrassed.

Scared for her life, and scared of my face.

She descended into the river, deep.

Into the whirlpool, swept away.

I jumped on in to find her there,

In hopes her joy, could brighten my day.

Twas the blaze of winters fawning,

that brought about the snakes yawning.

With subtle breeze and over cast skies,

the snake closed it’s weary eyes.

Sleeping until sweet summers glow,

when they’ll rise again from the rabbit hole!

To prey again on tender hare,

To feast again, without a care!

Oh sweet, sweet snake of mine.

I wish you well,

when spring does rise.

On this date in 1990, “The Plainfield Tornado” tore its way through the Plainfield-Joliet area in Illinois killing 28 people and hitting Plainfield Central  High School during several after school activities. The tornado was the only F5 tornado to hit the Chicago area and caused roughly 165 million dollars in damages.

On this date in 1859 the first commercially successful oil well was built in Titusville, Pennsylvania, this continued the petroleum rush in Pennsylvania in the 1850′s.

On this date in 1916 the National Park Service was created by congress.

On this date in 2006 Pluto ceased to be a planet.

LSD Does increase brain function!

In many cases drugs that alter the brains state, are flooding the brain with chemicals that both increase brain functionality as well as altering the neural pathways (in turn the state of mind). In some cases these drugs will increase blood flow which will increase the amount of oxygen; others seem to increase growth and/or strengthen connections inside the brain (allowing for better memory). Drugs such as caffeine are used every day for this kind of reaction. For a short period (in this case hours) the caffeine increases blood flow to the brain allowing for more oxygen, which in some studies show more neural growth (with the added resource of oxygen), it also allows for the brain to work at a higher cognitive level and increased focus.

For more information here are some tid bits that you may find interesting:

http://www.benthamdirect.org/pages/content.php?CMC/2007/00000014/00000002/0001C.SGM

http://blogs.dnalc.org/g2conline/2009/09/21/smart-drugs-and-should-we-take-them/

http://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S1043661808000273

Obviously, this has not been too heavily researched by myself as of yet. However, I am intrigued by the topic and may do more research, but tonight I am too tired so this post hopefully will remind me and perhaps trigger some others curiosity!