Hello everyone,

This is what I have written, thus far. Please comment and let me know what you think. I will use all feedback I can to better my writing. Thank you in advance for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Chapter One (Progression)

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Right so, as you all may know, today is Veteran’s Day.

In that, knowing that my Grandfather served in the Vietnam War, I called him to express my appreciation for his services. Getting into the conversation of my family that are in the military, my Grandad gave me a bit of history on his side of the family.

In the 1800’s My grandfather’s-mother’s dad (a line I know, I forgot to get his name) was a Calvary Officer for the King of Sweden, after that my Grandfather Christian Schneller (The first generation of Schneller-in my family-to come to the US) served in the Civil War. His son Walter Thomas Schneller served in WWI. Then there was Great (however many times) uncle Bub that fought in the Korean war, Great(x?) Uncle Hance and Wyatt fought in WWII (Under General George Patton, earning themselves both bronze and silver stars). And back to my Grandfather that served in the Vietnam War for three years being awarded the Presidential Citation Award as well as a littering of additional ribbons. Now, immediate family-my father, Tony D. Schneller, is a sergeant first class in the Army, and served in Iraq, and my brother, Christapher,is also in the army. In addition to those, my uncle Ronnie served in Desert Storm and was recently stationed in KosaVo on a 14 month tour.

So, I know I’m not the only one that these lines are long attached, and just wanted to share that our heiritage makes a lot of what we are made of.

Back to the main point: Thank you SO VERY much for all of those who have fought for us, are fighting for us, and will fight for us. Let’s make it a point to express our appreciation on a more regular basis. =)

PS> I most likely did not capitalize or correctly spell some of these military terms/phrases. If you catch these errors, please, with all respect, correct me. Thanks for reading and have a FANTASTIC day!

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Hey everyone, I wanted to ask what the collective thought might be on myself posting the book I have (Work in progress). It could be aggrivating as I’m still writing it and won’t have it all together at one time. But I’ll be aiming at having approximately one chapter for each post; maybe every week or two.

So, this is a way for me to find out your feedback as well as keep myself motivated in the continued writing of it. Let me know what you think and I’ll get posting on what I have done. Thanks everyone!

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ChayNichole

When it leads me

Where it drives me

Then it pulls me

Even withdraws me

My heart is in almost utter control, but I am unafraid.

I want something; it is yearning

When I need something; it is thirsting

If I think of something; it is pondering

And when I am bold, it will glow with me

Ultimately it is the life force in parallel stride  with the brain

When one wants nothing other than the run away

The other pulls it back to reality.

If the other were to advance on a rampage

The opposite will sane thought encourage.

For this balance I am grateful,

Yet periodically disregarding.

I have found myself listening solely to my passion,

And I have woken to find my logic taking full hold.

It is the times during which is becomes more than necessity that they coincide in decisions

The times when it is apparently obvious that the delicate balance must be maintained and embraced.

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He’ll creep in

As silent as a whisper of wind

You’ll not hear him, as he descends

Into your home without a sound

For he’ll not be leaving

Until what he wants, he’s found

The quiet little thief, no one has known him

For the reason that he belongs to another Kingdom

He has slipped in, and he’ll gently fade out

He’ll have his prize without doubt.

Taking the goods back to his love so precious

Receiving that smile that had seemed so infectious

Even knowing deep within

That stealing is his great Sin

He’ll not give it a second thought

For he now has her love

For which he has longingly fought.

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2001

What just happened?

I didn’t mean to fall so hard

It wasn’t intentional

I didn’t mean to let you in so far

I don’t know that I could be caught from this fall.

Because, when you look at me

Everything else in this world disappears.

When you speak to me

My worries fade away, my regrets dissipate

And I know that you’re becoming my Everything.

But how can I keep this from going

Where I know that it is headed

When I don’t desire for it to slow down

Let alone be ended.

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March 2009

Once, I saw myself standing

Unafraid, nerves of steel.

Expressing all emotion through song

The gift of music, willing

Even lulling others into my world

Yearning, urging you, encouraging

For all to be in ultimate understanding.

On this platform, LIFE

Seeing through joy, feeling

Through hurt, growing through maturity, necessity

As though through no other way

I am existent

Now pending, my dreams of standing

Are changing, maybe evolving

As steps of living are tripped on

Fallen upon

And finally climbed.

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2007

I cannot set still,

Surely there must be a way,

Something I can do,

To ease my mind of the

Ever flowing thoughts, haunted by you.

Never ceasing,

Your face, steady and strong

Is seemingly imprinted on the inside of my eyes

Whenever they are closed I stare into your soul,

Now I must cover my own sobbing cries.

Finally it becomes apparent

I am wishing only for goodbyes.

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Written in 2003

To watch people

Simply to look at them

To witness as insecurities

Become arrogance

When fear transforms into anger

Eventually that which was order becomes basic chaos

How is it that a species

Once created in such perfection

Intended for reigning supremacy

Has somehow now resulted in

Absolute and constant conflict in diversity.

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Taking a step forward

Only to sink back into the ground

The mud sloshes up around her feet

Into the same haze of dragging emotion, she is sucked back down.

Take this step forward, to move on from past mistakes

The roots are reaching up, grabbing at her ankles

The leaves of the trees tell her it is an impossible feat

The next step forward, a little more determined

The wind whips around her in laughing pessimism,

As the grasses sway and whisper with discouraging jests

How do they see this as humor?

Dragging down another, another that has simply fallen like so many others.

But not this one, she cannot fall

For if she falls, there fall with her the hopes, the dreams, and the respect

Of those whom have built her up on this pedestal of unrealistic sainthood.

Yet when she cries out, when she takes that step to walk herself out of the darkness,

The darkness that is keeping her from the shining Sun,

The shadows that had seemed so sunny in times before,

These are the shadows that are now showing the true darkness of their fibers.

But she will not give up now.

Take another step, she must move forward

A drive urgently presses her through the start of the storm she knows is coming.

The uphill struggle will not dampen her resolution now.

She must keep her eyes toward the sky, her heart uplifted; this will make her lighter

To carry her across the top of the muck that so easily pulls her back in,

To guide her through the rustling of the leaves and the murmuring of the grasses,

She sees the next step

Almost looming with ominous anxiety

As she approaches, she resolutely reminds herself of the happiness,

The happiness she will bring out of the calm of this storm.

As she takes that next step, she cannot resist the smile

Even as the rain begins to pelt her face and the trees creak with movement in the howling wind.

For she knows that this is only the beginning

The beginning of the drastically beautiful changes that make us appreciate the darkest of miles.

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