Why Certain Creative Writes will not be Published on YouTube

Is this stupid or what? Creators of art, poetry, and prose are censored without a jury trial of our peers.

As I was making a list of poems that I wanted to create videos for, I had to strike out a few. One is Imaginary Suicide. Because we have not raised adults in this country and around the world, words are banned. 

People are terrified of words.

I'm sorry: what? 

Because adults are scared of the alphabet and dictionary, corporations are telling me what my rights are? Perhaps, it is time that we have the return of actual education, and in the process, "unalive" corporations. In legal terms, a corporation has personhood. Yet, I have never seen a corporation go to prison. Have you? So the definition of corporation needs to change, as well as to underline that to do business in our country (the United States) said entities (education and corporations) need to be neutral in all political and social matters.

I am tired of elites using their corporate power, wealth, and extreme belief systems to skew the electorate with disinformation and misinformation, on the right and the left. The first step is to disallow corporations from participating in our elections and culture. These entities are to sell goods and services, not tell me how to run my life. Under the Constitution, that is my right. 

Until voters understand how their rights are being stripped by foreign individuals, and the intelligence apparatus, through the flexing of corporate power, then the banning, shadow-banning, and censorship will continue. 

Censorship of poems like Imaginary Suicide:

2 Reader's Choice Nominations

"Beautifully expressed. It comes as no surprise that in a world structure as this one finds oneself in a complex emotional equation as this, until it runs its course and takes a turn at some point."

"So real to me, which is a sad reflection though true. I agree...you nailed this!" 

"Very imaginative. This is innovative, an interesting perspective and packed with emotion. Your use of language and word choices give this impact." 

"Imaginary suicide, what a subject matter for a great creative write, its full with real emotions as are great creative writes Well done and well wrote."

Shouldn't we be demanding the end of censorship? 

Have an imaginative day.

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"Amazing."

"I love it. I can relate and "feel" the moment and the experience it brought on... thanks for sharing."

"That's...awesome!!! Wow... I love your work."

 

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On Poem Hunter for Review: Desert

Another short, structured poem was added onto Undawnted's Poem Hunter page.

Desert is a Cinquain. Five lines to change your mood with a descriptive narrative. 

If you like this poem, then please bookmark: DL Mullan's Poem Hunter page.

We would appreciate our readers to take a moment and leave a comment, rating, and review. 

Ms. Mullan loves to hear from her audience. 

 

Have a great and rhyme-filled day.  

 

Sonoran Dawn Digital Art Piece Inspired by the Effloresce Chapbook Cover Art

I do my own cover art. I do other people's book and album covers too. Digital art is rehabilitation for my brain inflammation. 

I was playing around and created the new Effloresce chapbook cover and a watershed of creativity opened up inside me. 

The inspiration created the art piece I called: Sonoran Dawn (left). I did it for my Zazzle Art Collection I. Then my publisher with the same name, Sonoran Dawn, decided to update their logo with my color scheme and motif.

The Sonoran Desert is represented by the bison skull, cactus, cross, sun, vines, and colors. 

The earth tones are muted like sunsets. The luscious green not only represents my Irish descent but also the green of the Palo Verde trees, Saguaro cacti, and wildflowers.

Abstract, expressionist, impressionist, the Sonoran Dawn art piece is an exquisite example of fine art in digital form.

If you would like see the Sonoran Dawn updated logo visit their site here.

Have a great and wonderful day!

Narrowing Down the Contents

The contents of the upcoming poetry book: Effloresce are being worked on at this moment!

With a newly revised cover, Effloresce is shaping up to be more than a book themed on nature, but a powerhouse of imagery, philosophy, and observation with some politics thrown in. The environment is not about carbon dioxide, it's about how we respect the natural flow of the Earth's processes. 

Until we can get our act together to detoxify our planet, we will have to educate others on the real injustices we face... not the made up ones for the sake of funding and political points. 

Effloresce has a wonderful mix of poetry styles and has three sections. 

Visit the book's page, Effloresce, to see if your favorite poems will make the cut. 

The Rain Update

Updated cover art and a page all by itself. The Rain should have a great time attracting poetry fans. 

The Rain: Monsoon in the Desert is a long tale in lyric form about the monsoon, storms, desert creatures, and a lone human looking out for Mother Earth's little lives. 

This poem is epic. 

Read more about The Rain here. 

Have a great and wonderful day!

Rain Showers and October Flowers

A scary, electric thunderstorm rolled through my neighborhood this evening. 

The storm appeared to build on top of our area as an orange sun set in the distance. The cloud to cloud lightning illuminated the sky in muted tones of blue and white. The trees and bushes swayed under the wind bursts and blows. The rain splattered and spit until the gush of a downpour soaked everything in its path. 

The last surge of the monsoon was the best one of the season. Finally the parched earth saw some measure of moist relief. The dirty air from previous dust storms was cleaned as the smell of humidity doused the otherwise hot and dry molecules. A faint odor of ozone hung between the hydrogen and oxygen covalent bonds. The air was indeed electric to the smell as well as touch.

Now the season is over. 

Will this rainy evening bring with it flowers in October? Or just the memory of the last vestiges of summer spilling over into an autumn night? Sunflowers have hidden away to sleep until the sun rises in half a day's hours. 

The night is calm once again. The stars beam their lights. The nestled birds are quiet upon the wind.

Have a great and wonderful day. 

All Beginnings Begin with Another Chapter's End

Autumn is right around the corner but summer still lingers on. 

The cooler mornings have arrived. The gentle breezes summon the desert's occupants to awaken from their heat comas and rise to meet the world.The desert is alive once more at the stroke of midnight.

Summer cannot hold out much longer. Mother Nature will have her way. Autumn is coming... 

Less than three weeks away from the autumnal solstice and Halloween already calls. What spooky nights lie ahead is anyone's guess. The night is ready for her close-up. 

How about you? Are you ready to end the summer and begin the third chapter of a four season year?

Have a great and wonderful day!

Hot in the City Tonight

The last Friday in July is a cooker. 

Pressure cooker? The heat feels like it. In the pull of Mother Nature to bring in the Monsoon to the Sonoran Desert, she has been really cooking our biscuits. Fry me, isle five.

I mean, I am a desert rat, but from mid-June on the heat has been ridiculous. Then add the geoengineering on top of our already drought ridden region and bam! instant wildfire season. Just insane. 

So I am inside during the day and star gazing in the middle of the night. 

It's hot in the city on a Friday night. Nothing to watch on the television so I will again be without entertainment for the entire weekend. I will have to entertain myself. 

That means: more poetry and fiction novels on the way! First I will be sure to write up some nonfiction booklets and research essays. Got to keep the variety up. 

If I get bored, then I know my audience is too. We cannot have that! So I am dialing up the fearless imagination to the next level. 

Then I am going to take a nap... speaking of which. Off I go until this evening! 

Have a great and wonderful day!

Spring Emerges...

All the times we scoff at the ritual of Groundhog Day, and this year the little bugger was right.

Spring emerged early here in the Sonora Desert. Trees and wild flowers are in bloom. The temperatures have been warm during the afternoons and cool in the early morning hours.  Just perfect. 

Birds are singing and nesting. Bugs are zooming around the yards. The desert is alive. 

And, so are people's allergies. Mornings are not complete without a series of sneezes. Achoo! 

I wish these picturesque moments could last. Cloudless, blue skies, cool gentle breezes, and a warm sun to make everything grow. All the ingredients to inspire a poem or two.

Have a great and wonderful day!

Harmonious Crickets and Desert Heat

My house is full of cricket song.

I have been hoping for the kitties to eat them all, but I guess the babies are full of other things instead.  In the early morning hours, if I am able to see Orion, I can hear the locusts too. The desert is alive and well. 

Even though it is hot and muggy with a chance of geoengineering, I still love my home.  Still I cannot wait for the autumn storm track to swoop down and cool the desert off.

Have a great and wonderful day.

Lost Cat Equals Lost Mind

My little black, orange, and white calico went missing for a whole day.

I thought she escaped outside. Nope. I looked high and low inside. Still no cat. WTF? Was she interdimensional? 

So after calling her all day and evening and not remembering seeing her anytime in the morning, I was a little more than concerned. I even fed everyone their soft food without her showing up. I was flabbergasted. 

So I watched my usual television shows. One had a very sad ending, but I ended up crying because I could not find my defenseless indoor cat. She was born and raised in my house. She has no other reference. She could easily be hit by a car.  Or worse, she could be eaten by a coyote. 

The desert is fraught with danger. 

Well, crying seems to be the kitty calling card. She came out of her hiding place like nothing happened. I am sure she found some spot to nestle into where my human eyes could not see. 

Anything to make my lose my mind seems to be fair game in my house. 

In writing, our characters can come into similar situations. It is good to note feelings and anxiety in your own life and to be able to transfer them to your characters. So I need a character with a cat that plays hide and go seek like a method actor.

And, I wonder where she learned it from?

Have a great and wonderful day.

Herding Cats

That is what my week has felt like.

I know you cannot herd cats. I have some. Herding is not an option.

Humans however... I had to write a person's lawyer about their negative albeit criminal behaviors. Why can't some people act like adults? You're guess is as good as mine. Then there's going to the store. When you are ill and disabled, a store a mile away seems like a continent away. I feel that I need to find an online solution to grocery shopping. 

Of course the Disneyland measles outbreak. Everyone is panicking. You and your unvaccinated kids are going to make us sick? That's logic. I swear people do not listen to themselves speak or write. If you are vaccinated, what's the worry? Or do people leaving the sham that is vaccinations actually know something you are too afraid to admit to yourself?

Research Linus Pauling Institute, research done on megadoses of IV Vitamin C. The cure for measles and West Nile Virus already exists, but that would take too much money away from large corporations. 

 Well, we are supposed to receive some type of rain here in the desert. The amounts keeps changing, lower and lower, as the planes are seen spreading something above the clouds. Great another toxin to detox. Like I don't have enough illness to go around. 

Okay, I am exhausted again. 

Time for some rest. Nothing on television tonight so I might fall to sleep with Youtube on. 

How about you?

Have a great and wonderful night!

Stormy Nights and Restless Mornings

How I love the sound of thunder and rain. 

Mostly rain. We need a few good deluges where I live. The desert seeks to rekindle life during its yearly monsoon season. 

How I love to watch the fire of lightning, hear the crackle of thunder, and dance in the perceptional. Poems are written on such occasions. I write many myself.

I have lived in the midwest and west coast. I have visited the east coast. Nothing is more energetic and mysterious as the desert monsoon season.

You never know what you are going to get.

Writing is like that. Some days, a writer can write up a storm. Other days: a drought manifests. In the end, writing a good story is what counts.

Ah, the thunder comes again.

I wonder what Mother Nature writes with each passing rain shower.

Have a great and wonderful day!