December 2- secret stuff

She was talking about some sort of development of an active camouflage that renders people invisible. Sounds cool as hell.

November 21- photo bomb

There he was, his big day, the day he would get painted. He had a very fancy suit tailored just for this very special occasion. It had been a project he had saved up for, for years. Working in the factory was not a nice pay but it was enough, enough for him. When he was a young boy he always wanted to be painted. It started when He went to an art gallery, all the people looked beyond explanation. Their features were stained with painstaking effort into these pieces of canvas. Their expressions were those of dignity and pride and none looked the least bit from amazing. So he started saving, first he knew he had to have a suit. So for most of his childhood he did small jobs, but these alone would not be enough, oh no most definitely not! For he wanted the nicest suit available. All the finest materials and designs, not just anything would do. After some time he had what he felt was a sufficient amount, though he was a great deal older than when he started, his dream was still burning. He took up a job at the local factory and after a few years he had enough money to hire an artist. Finally the day had come to become his ultimate dream. So he went and got his special suit made and even bought a hat. Then he walked over to where the local artist lived and with the excitement of a child he knocked on the mans door, gave him the money and sat down to be painted. There was but one problem, the artist knew not how to paint faces. He didn't want to tell the man for fear it might crush him so he did what he could. Then it came to him, a marvelous plan! He would simply put an apple in for the man's face! Yes it was truly brilliant, the artist was pleased. So he sat down and painted the man. For almost a day he painted and the happy man didn't move an inch for the whole process. Finally the moment was upon them, the great unveiling of the painting. The ever excited man's face fell, he was one second ago the happiest man alive and now he was the saddest. For right in his picture the bricks behind him were chipped and damaged.

Actual story- http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Son_of_Man

November 20- inside out

Anger punched joy then beat her to death the end. I have shit to do leave me alone.

Nocember 18- treason

Operation Valkyrie was the plot to kill Hitler and thus cause the SS, Gestapo and the SD, the three outlets of power that Hitler had over Germany. Unfortunately the plan failed and the four men involved in creating it were shot while the rest of their fellow conspirators were put in the concentration camps.

November 17- found poem

"My clothes don't need anything, I don't need anything."

"Well I do."

"No you don't"

"Want to battle?"

"No"

His eyebrows hardened, his chin trembled, no strength left.

"I'm leaving you"

"All right"

November 14- Berlin wall

The wall was more than just a wall. It severed half a country from the rest of the world. Yes it was made of cement and have physical form, but still it managed to separate East Germany from the rest of the earth. This is because the communist party in the area didn't allow imports into their country from the outside so the inhabitants were almost completely uninformed on the going on of anything outside this wall. Of course some people inside received packages from the outside but these people usually didn't want to reveal themselves for fear of prosecution. But once the wall went down the people of east Germany were, for the most part, blown away by what they saw.

http://www.bing.com/images/search?q=Berlin%20wall%20destruction%20crew&qs=n&form=QBIRMH&pq=berlin%20wall%20destruction%20crew&sc=0-24&sp=-1&sk=#view=detail&id=BD9116B75560684533B4C77BA8984278DD0AF84A&selectedIndex=0

Still today even, people hold on to bits of the wall. These pieces are stained with how much graffiti was on the wall and can be found in multiple bright, colorful textures.

November 13- Macabre art

They want it, they yearn for it so. The light is so transfixing, it captures their hearts, minds and imaginations. They simply want to feel it, touch it or anyway of experiencing this beautiful thing. But they can't, they simply clamber over each other over and over until it is gone. Leaving them to their sadness. If only they hadn't been so greedy, so relentless so savage maybe, maybe one of them could have it. But they can't and they don't so all they have is each other and their sadness all inside this crippling, drowning darkness.