Comments Posted By Braxton Schieler

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I don’t have a soundproof room. Not at all. I can hear all the noise from the family around me.
I don’t have a soundproof house. I can hear the wolves and the coyotes and the neighbors dogs.
I don’t have a soundproof neighborhood. The police sirens wail in the night
I don’t have a soundproof world. I can hear everything everywhere, and it’s all really scary.

» Posted By Braxton Schieler On 09.12.2017 @ 4:14 pm


Tutor. I wish I had a life tutor sometimes you know? Like maybe it’s not the area of this freaking circle that I don’t understand maybe it’s that girl over there? Google can’t actually give you all the answers to questions like this and I wish I had a pretty blonde haired blue eyed tutor to get me through these kinds of scanerios. One with more wisdom though than the one who things that true knowledge is found on page 145 even problems only.

» Posted By Braxton Schieler On 08.26.2017 @ 6:26 am


He walked in a very upright possision across the busy New York street. He didn’t exactly stand out, how could you in a city in which every single person was just trying to stay alive? But he did walk in a very tight upright possison, as if to say that he’s really not having a good day.

» Posted By Braxton Schieler On 08.05.2017 @ 6:23 pm


Under the bed? I always wondered when I was little but now I fear that there are monsters in far more unsuspecting places. Perhaps that beautiful girl over there has a monster in her soul, or else that teacher as he sits of there grading what I thought was my near perfect essay. The question that we must ask ourselves is of course not whether there are monsters on the bed, but whether there are monsters all around us that we are simply blind to.

» Posted By Braxton Schieler On 07.31.2017 @ 3:50 am


The ocean view is amazing. Snow stopped mountains sing the song of a mountain goat far away. The dolphins splash in the water, but the only think we can see is the grey tip of their spotted tails. If only I could walk out on my balcony at home and see this. But instead all I see there are green trees and green grass, and brown logs. There is no exquisite beauty such as that on this gorgeous cruise ship.

» Posted By Braxton Schieler On 07.30.2017 @ 4:16 am


They wind up and down the narrow passage way stretching from the fifth deck to the elegant seventh deck where we would dine every night on the gorgous ocean. The view on the otherside was specacular but the walk rather tedious. One step after the other, night after night, always to eat the filet minion, the steak, whatever it was, but always on the other side of the stairs.

» Posted By Braxton Schieler On 07.25.2017 @ 8:51 am


I don’t even know what this word means. I think it is some variety of bagel but I could be wrong. It’s hard to think about baguette’s and what they are when you only have sixty seconds to write so the theme of this project is more random than anything else. I don’t know what kind of bagel a baguette would be anyway. Given that the word bag is a part of it, it’s hard to imagine is

» Posted By Braxton Schieler On 07.24.2017 @ 5:23 am

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