Alex-Strife

Wow, DA is a place that feels like a distant memory to me now. I've not done anything here in ages, and as much as it might have pained me once, I most likely will never do anything here again.

Sure it was a lot of fun, but my interests over time have changed, I've moved on to other places, other styles of writing and ideas. I still write, though what I do know will never end up here. Its posted else where, in a new world as it were.

Many things from this world I'd like to forget, though all of you reading this are not one of those. So to you all I can God Bless, thanks for keeping tabs this long and sorry I left. I look at this occationally but its not a place I'd come often, my focus now days is on my new works and stories, they take up my time now.

So long everyone, take care and thanks for all the fish(haha with those who get the reference) Take care guys, maybe you'll track me down or hit me up for the new world I dwell in now. Either way, peace out.

Greetings to any and all whom may still be watching me after all this time. To say that I've returned might be pushing it.  I've started looking at DA again and I've come to decide that I will be returning and taking up writing again.

Along with perhaps creating an online web comic with the help of a friend or two.  I cannot say anything final, nor would I even if I could. But they are thoughts flowing through my chaotic mind and I have been losing sleep because I find no peace.

Perhaps, if I begin to write once more it can calm the squall that runs rampant within the confines of my own mind... Perhaps.

Ok ya'll ages I know, I keep saying I'm back but eh... things come up, feel free to beat me later.

Some news, most important of which, I've been selected as one of the honored poets of 2005. You see over a month ago I sent in my poem 'Whisper of Night' to poetry.com, they had sent me an e-mail talking about a contest, and I said what the hell. Well guess one, I get an e-mail back saying I'm being honored in FOUR different conventions as one of the best poets of 2005.

I've kinda been speechless since.... Never even dreamed I'd have a poem that would be recognized by world renowned poets, I mean truly, it was such a huge thrill for me to know they wanted to post my poem in their book. Though sadly I talked myself out of it, sides I wasn't even going to get royalties, so yeah not my style, BUT that gave me the confidence to try and find a publisist for my work, maybe I do have some skills after all..

Alright now that I'm down patting my own back, other news, I have some pics I'll be adding soon, once I can find the time to edit them, as well as a new ID photo so watch for those, sorry no new stories or poems yet, but I'm working on them, so keep yourselves busy but don't forget about me kay peeps.

Thanks all, God bless you all and thanks for always being so supportive of me and my writings!!!

In the shadows of life we will face trials and temptations that we were never meant to face.   Many beings suffer from these trials and cannot overcome the pain and suffering of their afflictions.   Why then do we as human beings carry on through life, what is it that drives the human spirit to carry on and survive when the rest of nature seems so hell bent on forcing us to give in?

For some it's the taste of a bittersweet drink that lets them forget their troubles until the new day.   And so they quite literally 'drink' their troubles away.   Slowly destroying their body and mind with each innocent sip.

Others try to fend off the truth as they suck upon the warm crisp of the small white paper shafts.   But they too only serve to fool the mind while slowly eating away at the body.   For with each inhale of the warm murky cloud given off by the innocent little cylinder, eats more and more of the lungs away.   I guess that's what they meant when it was said 'Lets smoke them out.'

Another group pride themselves on avoiding stress by stressing their physical limits and pushing they're bodies to the breaking point.   They are the seekers of speed, those that risk life and limb all for the sake of feeling free for but an instant.   Little do they understand that the 'rush' they seek will only catch up with them in the end.

Next we find the silent shadow, they are those that walk through life with a smile on their face while inside they curse their names.   For these that keep they're pains locked away inside shall once day realize that it will consume them from within.   For those that follow the line 'silence is golden' I can only say that no matter how hard you try, That which you hold back will someday break free and completely destroy that which you've tried so hard to build up.

Anger is another of the dark plagues that haunt our very souls.   Those that seem to have neither control nor care of they're hotheaded lifestyle.   These are the people that fully express themselves in the manner of outspokenness.   They feel that if they suffer, so then those around them should know it.   You might think this was good, however too much expression can harm the body and shatter the soul.  It is for these I give a soft warning, 'rage consumes all.'

Now we look at the mask wearers.   These are the people of the double life; it is they who know to a fine art the meaning to 'Walk a fine line.'   Because it is they that speak one thing while doing another, they go through life acting the good when in the darkness of the night their true self becomes apparent.   They live a lie, telling those around them that they are the light while living in the darkness. It is to these I send my deepest prayers.

And now I see the believer.    It is they that have a higher calling, that devote themselves to a greater power the gives them strength.   And while not all such faiths are true and pure, I can say that one is the right path.   To my friends and loved ones I ask of you, which do you fall under?   The helpless drunk, the weary smoker.   The dangered thrill seeker, the silent voice.   Or are you the raged speaker, the two faced liar.   Perhaps you are none and are the true believer, but somehow in my mind I cannot see that.   Whatever you are, you know what you are and know well the problems being this way causes.

There is freedom, true freedom and it can be found within the eldest book this world has known.   It is the path to freedom, the path to salvation.   Within the Bible is the path to your freedom from the suffering and pain that the burden and stress of life can bring you.   Within its ancient pages are the words of the one true God, he alone is the way and the light. I ask you, my readers, and my friends and loved ones.   If you were offered the path to freedom, and knew that the way was completely risk free, and wouldn't cost a thing, would you deny it?

I will not try to force upon you the message that can heal the soul, but I ask you, pled with you, if you seek that freedom that you can't seem to find.   If you seek the answers and the peace that always seem beyond your reach, come speak with me, call me. Find a friend that knows the truth, most of all just find the path, because my friends.   There is no greater stress relief then knowing all your pain, all your suffering is merely a test and will soon pass away.   And know that your pains can be given peace by turning to the Great Provider, he can give your heart the rest is so greatly cries out for.

I shall be praying for you all my friends, my loved ones, and my fellow believers, to all who may read this I shall pray for your souls, that within my words you've found something in your soul that you had lost.   Be well my friends, God Bless you, and always keep the faith.



Andrew Wayne McCoy

Tis truly amazing sometimes, how close you can be with some people. You swear oaths to never leave them, to always be there for them, and yet as time goes on, you part ways. And soon, though it pains you deeply, they disappear from your life.   I watch from the shadows at the joy of those around me. Wishing I could touch such happiness if even for just a moment, but even that yerning soon dies away, leaving you empty inside once more.

Perhaps someday I shall find what I see everyone else having, that love I had once so long ago thats now nothing but a drifting echo within the depths of my mind, and soon it to shall be go, leaving me empty. Oh the years wasted because I was the fool, of the pains I bare now for the life I could never have.

My unmared flesh shall forever bare the scars of my pains.   If others could see what I could see, they would see a man who's body holds scars like no other, no  flesh unmared by the sarrows of a forsaken life.

But then, none shall ever see such a thing, for I'm but the hidden shadow, forever forsaken by those that hold into this realm...