The sweet sensation of a mid winter nights caress upon my saturated soul after emerging from the lap waters of tranquility opens the origins of understanding to the spiritual world. The exquisite quest for absolute truth is an eternal journey, thus, I must learn control my anger and loathing, and display patience and tolerance.                        Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr

Write Minded VIII

The mystic band of dreams harboring in the uncharted blackness of the universe has weaved its way into my imagination. At long last my mind is clear and my senses are keen. The merchants of menace and mayhem within my subconscious can always be subdued by Sakti, the goddess who provokes and inspires creativity.                    Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr 

A lone entity exiled from the far reaches of Earths neighboring galaxy, Andromeda and summoned by the dark toned goddess Kali whose adored in a garland of skulls and a belt made from the severed hands from her slain enemies.

To dwell in the lush tropics of heaven and everything that is kind, beautiful and true, we must first taste hell and imbibe the blood from the skulls of our slaughtered enemies on the battle field of the gods.                                                 Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr

Inner Peace

My imagination rides the crest of the cosmos. The blogosphere is my link to sanity, a way to communicate my thoughts and opinions.

A lone lunatic who'd love to share a laugh or go hiking with a woman who wants to be with me and vise versa, but I'll never now how to illustrate my love for a woman, let alone ask one out on a date.
                                                                                Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr

Relaxed

Avoid eye contact and smile while amidst the masses, the friendly souls will administer a friendly greeting, most will glare in contempt because it's trendy to be unfriendly.
Only well written novels are able to provide comfort and reasonable answers to the emotional needs of a solo soul.

Passions and fascinations that enlighten my mind and calm the chaos within me are obscure obsessions which keep me laughing and fuel my quest for creativity.

                                                                  Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr 

Tangible Dreams

The incense of creativity burn into the blogosphere of my imagination. At long last I realize I can write anything. Finally, my mind is clear and my senses are keen. Liquid night has soothed my soul and there's no emotion that cannot be controlled. Countless books, ancient or modern cater to my thoughts and emotions.

Tangible love is nothing more than a fantastic dream, but it will never cease to ignite my delightful desires of alluring fascination, inventiveness and the essence of truth.

                                                                        Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr 

Teenage Tragedy, Love And Wisdom

No fault in how this movie caters to the minds of all ages.

Love is a shout into the void. We all want to be remembered. She didn't want a million admirers, she just wanted one, and she got it. Maybe she wasn't loved widely, but she was loved deeply, and isn't that more then what most of us get? ("The Fault In Our Stars" writers)

Released in 2014, "The Fault In Our Stars" is geared for  teenagers, yet drives the senses of laughter and tragedy for both the young and old.

Hazel (Shailene Woodlely) is a 17-year-old girl whose dying of terminal cancer. She meets Gus (Ansel Elgort) an 18-year-old cancer survivor in a support group. Hazel and Gus fall in love, and not in a predictable lame Hollywood way. The two share an original sense of humor and cater to each others personalities.

Pain demands to be felt, when the pain is bearable, the problem is that there is no way of knowing your last good day 'is your last good day'. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and for that I am eternally grateful. I love you so much Hazel said.

The movie is based on the best selling novel by John Green. Two solid thumbs up for this flick! 

Incenses Of Aspiration

Time has little meaning when your exiled from reality. The incense of aspiration burns in the liquid night of the unexplored imagination. To emerge from the lap waters amidst the crisp air of winter and feel the sensation of the atmospheric gods.

Ancient deities are fresh in my mind. The sacred lore of ultimate truth and the eternal quest for justice is shrouded in a chaotic cocktail of confusion and deception. My minds ascent into the primordial arts and words of the ancients captivate my senses and sooths my soul in ways no one else is able too.
                                                                            Izzy Schurr, aka, Mark Schurr