The Killing Field


The children run and play amongst the broken bones.

Roses grow and butterflies fly above our fallen foes.

We cannot escape as much as we turn from the past.
Our feet shuffle and toes squish amongst the fallen ash.

Tears of those dead have watered that line of oaks.
They pull in each drop as the rag soaks.

And with each sun more souls are added still.
Into the killing field until the ground is fully filled.

-OM

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Summerset

I saw a summerset upon a dream that was not met.

An object of possibilities, drenched in ideas I bleed.

I pondered upon a golden ticket, hoping some scheme would set.

But forged in fire I had let, a silver ticket is all I met.

It’s not a tragedy when my dear dreams meet misery.

It’s just how it was meant to be as sad songs from me seem to flee.

Back to the forge to dream, a new dream of possibility.

Or give up on being me and let the darkness in you see.

-OM

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Blogging

In 2013 I had a lot of time on my hands.

https://aopinionatedman.com/harsh-reality/

I was in a graveyard shift and stuck at a computer for over twelve hours a day in the dead of the night. God wasn’t even up.

I created this blog out of boredom and never had any real plans for it. I just knew I wanted to write and I wanted to form a community. I come from a gaming background where text based forums were the lifeblood of communication. I’ve run forums in the past, mIRC channels when they were still popular, and I became good at making connections felt where the only connection we had was the keyboard at our fingertips.

They said you couldn’t make a popular blog without a theme, selling something, or teaching a skill everyone wanted. I found that to be a lie. You see people are drawn to the brightest lights and if you can create a bonfire people will come in droves to see what everyone is drinking and doing.

I spent twelve hours a day connecting with new bloggers, reading random posts about their lives, and commenting where I saw fit. I shared posts, created a forum for collaboration, and used every trick I knew to make it known there was someone else out there. Someone struggling, someone grinding, someone sharing, and someone writing. It’s what we do as bloggers.

If you met five hundred bloggers a day and did it for five years how many people could you meet? I was determined to find out and this blog is a product of that effort. At the height of this blogs popularity I was getting over five thousand views a day, more comments than I could answer, and a lot more speculation than I expected. You see humans are a cynical creature and we always think someone has an upper hand or a backdoor that is causing their success. Sometimes blood, sweat, and a lot of doubt is all the driving force you need to really succeed.

I call blogging a grind, but in the end it’s all about your personal goals in life. Me, I eventually made the goal of wanting to hit a million views.

What’s your goal for your blog?

-Opinionated Man

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