It’s My birthday today!


Hello everybody, it’s my 27th birthday today. 🙂

Its nice to be here having this blog last so long. Thank you all for your support.

I truly do appreciate everybody that views and follows my blog.

I’m ashamed to say that I have so many followers that its hard to get in touch with them all like I would like to, so please, feel free to email me anytime you want to say hi, or wish to chat, as I’m always online.


Again, I will strive to communicate with as many as I can, thank you very much for your support over the years!


-from Gregory Thomas your friend


Boredom and Lust


Bored people soon become lustful;

idle hands make for lustful thinking–

therefore we as adults must strive

to keep our minds active.

The mind is a jungle, a thought uses the vines of ambition to climb the desires of our hearts.

The soul is a wandering moth to the flames, floating across the light either natural, ominous, or manmade

With lust comes slothfullness.

The bed is a beautiful tool for rest; but it is also a jungle for the sloths–

moving slowly up the fog of war, the ambitious climb too close to the sun that shines the heat rays–

the trees are the spires that mark the watch towers;

the canopies are the castles the fair maiden sighs from–

How can you change a world that changes you, when you can’t even change yourselves?

Pride is more valuable than pleasure;

what the educated should fear most, is great knowledge, without the strength to even resist their own temptations.

Copyrightcopyright January 30, 2019

~New Website pic



Hello all my followers and visitors.

I have decided after much thought to change my current picture for my website.

For the longest I have had the regular obscure and though awesome abstract face pic, I feel as though that I would want others to match my face with my work.

As a writer, readers should see who writes the words.

Therefore here he is.

My words like the glowing fate; swinging with the vibrance.

My heartbeats unlock my breathing.

My soul across the stratosphere, within an unstoppable motion.

The kingdom like a bright light, the rays rainbow;

The radiance within this glow.

War is like armor worn by the soul.




right here

I have added two new catagories:

The Chronologue (includes samples of a book I am writing, already copywritten and everything. I’m looking to turn it into a book and movie one day soon.) The story is a science fiction based in the future, and is about robots and AI trying to take over the world and turn people into machines.

You can find ch. samples here


Uplifting Quotes: Will be a section dedicated SOLELY to quotes and stuff.

you know how I kinda do stuff like that sometimes on the blog, well I just found out how to add more catagories, so now I kinda have to rearrange some of my writing… :/




-from Gregory Thomas.

~More Writer’s Blogs from other fellow WordPress Users


Hello everybody, I want to invite you to view some awesome other writer blogs from my friends.

Here are a couple of them here:


Will Saunders is an awesome and interesting poet that shares his thoughts, ideas, and inspirations all in one convenient place. Will also has a lot of uplifting material as well:




Unbolt is a super cool blog that features not only stories and short stories, some of which can be quite humerous and creative.The blog also has quite a bit of  illustrations as well. The blog even features other various poets.



john coyote

John Coyote is an awesome Christian blog that has some very uplifting material that I have read to help keep me up in spirits many times.




My awesome and inspirational buddy named Chandan, is truly a gifted individual.

He has a whole team of confidence boosting work and lifetips that will help you take on the day.



a writer's soul

A writer’s soul is a blog by a very talented woman.

Her writing includes a good detail of love poems as well; you can virtually get lost inside her work.




My bud zeckrombryan is truly an awesome person. His work is very good, and you can almost find yourself getting lost within it. Like you enter into a wonderland right there across the words.




Reowr is an awesome poetry blog that features quite a bit of poems.

It’s like a grab bag of awesome, only instead of chocolate, its like rainbows and glitter that just burst from out of the bag! (P.S. He also has a really cute cat pic. 😉



melody of words

My friend Pragati Chauhan is an awesomely magical writer.

She writes about a great deal of awesome stuff, and will definately keep you interested in what she has in store next.


Well, there you have it.

Please check out these awesome people’s wordpress blog as well.

ALSO I have so, so, soo0o0o many followers, I want to thank you all for your support.

IF I missed you and you would like for me to feature a link to your blog, please let me know be it message, of even email. I will gladly showcase you. 🙂

-from you friend, Gregory Thomas

The Oblivious Nymphs


The shewolf that is unaware of her own and only fangs-

The vision in eyes, of passer days-

The pang, and pain, of crawling skin and entity–

The sea; the drowning man swims in vain-

For she is the fickle, and werewolf arisen-

Her coat is the golden locks–

The answer that floats like hope,

Scatters our thoughts-

With the fair maidens of lust,

And drifts aloft-

Copyrightcopyright July 29, 2018

Elysium Wars


We have ourselves a dogfight, in


Where the daylight shoots rays like lazers against the darkness.

Until all is covered in light.

The snow is tears, the winter goes cold, and freezes over.

The mirror reflects endless eyes shone.

It is the infinite overture, that humanity imitates.

It is like your bodies the wooden bars, and your minds the inmates…

Copyrightcopyright July 4, 2018


The Frolicking Words of Destiny


Walking the intense path, knees lift up into the skies;

the knee-caps of might hit knees; the shatter the skies, the great divide-

and arms swing the moon to crumble like gravel turned into stars;

him, her, they!

Enter the fray. They, him, who?

with waves used as glue-

the uplift of heads to gaze the playful orange skies-

the people fly. Like rockets into your eyes.

You, seeing the jester. Laughs up into carrying winds.

It so begins. The rockets of bliss-

the sunlight, a kiss-

see how war is used for art? See how a simple thought, can be used to add music to the dark?

Awaits the sound, is it a melody? Is it the children’s singing?

Is it the eyelashes of her, the fluttering witness?

Is she the apple of Eve?

Is she a dream?

Is she real, world peace? Or misery?

She is the babe, that uses the waltz, to entice freedom reign-

she is the bullseye, cupid target practices,

of lassoes used in vain…

Copyrightcopyright June 25, 2018