Humans

We rely on judgement from others to define us

Yet we say we don't like to judge

We lie, mostly without knowing, but we lie all the same 

But we can't help it, it's  who we are

Our skin can either be warm with the hot blood inside us

Or cold because of the icy world we've placed ourselves in

We look back with regrets

but forward with expectation

We sleep in silence by ourselves

But with others, silence is uncomfortable

This is who we've become

Was this destined? Or did we bring it upon ourselves? 

We search for answers

But the big ones are always hidden

Advice from Me to You

So, yeah. Life. The terrible thing we all go through every second. The happy moments. The sad ones. The anger-filled ones. The peaceful ones. Based on huge decisions. Or is it? Is it deciding to go to college, or is it apple pie instead of blueberry? I think it's about the type of pie you choose. How could you go to college if you never ate that apple pie? Wait. Let me rephrase that. How could you go to college if you waited till the last minute to do that 1000 point project? Those points add up you know. That D amounts to a lot in the long-run. How could you marry your first love if you didn't decide to tell her you liked her 5 years ago? Do you know what I'm trying to say? Let's just assume you don't for a second. I'm saying to put some extra thought into those 'small' decisions. Okay? Maybe that will make your life just that much better. Just don't forget about me telling you this. Okay, fine. I know you can't help it. But I won't forget you. How bout that? I'll remember that I helped you. There's a quick decision I just made there. Oh, and your welcome by the way. And one more thing. Be yourself. Yeah. How many times have you heard that one? But who's more wise? The adult who told you that before, or the 13 year old writing a blog post. Okay maybe you shouldn't think of it that way... How about you just trust me? The world works a lot better when we trust each other, you know. And stop being so American. Your life doesn't suck. Don't you dare say that while  so many African kids  die of Ebola every day. Shut up about waiting 7 minutes for your microwave Mac & Cheese. Thank you.

✌, ❤, 😊,
Tyler Ruof

It Was Me.

Crumbs line the floor.
Everywhere
EVERYWHERE.
And now I get angry.

I didn't make this mess.
It could not have been me.
Was it me?
It was ME!

So now I understand.
It's my fault.
I did this and I have to clean it up.

Where's the broom?
Where's  the dustpan?
I JUST SEE CRUMBS.

And they won't go away.
They won't dissappear.
I can't just forget.

They sheild my view.
My floor.
My mind!
They are inside me!
And I can't find the broom!

I can't ask a friend for help.
How could they see my space like this?
I'm not messy
They know that.
But I suddenly am!

Suddenly my life is ruined.
By these CRUMBS.
These tiny little iotas of fury.

No
They're not angry.
I am.
At them
At me.
At the broom.
At my floor.
At the things that caused the crumbs.
At you.

You read this.
You wonder.
But you don't find me a broom.
You don't find be a dustpan.
You just wonder.

What are the crumbs?

Alright. Time to clear some things up and give my opinion. Please read the following with an open mind.
So some rumors have been spread about me and the type of person that I am. A person that I've known for a long time now (since 6th grade) has called me, and believes that I am, gay. I have no problem with this rumor and it doesn't upset me. The only thing that upsets me is the reasons by which I was called this.
Homosexuality is a disease. It's a sickness originating from an unknown source. Worst of all, it's contagious. Spend to much time by a person infected with it and you will become one too. Also, there is know cure. All you can do is warn others of the danger.
If you don't know the type of person I am, that was complete sarcasm. It may seem ridiculous to you and me but sadly, to some people all of that makes complete sense based on the information going around.
Gay people are not like zombies. If they were, we could potentially have a problem, but they aren't.
Now, back to the rumor and the person who spread it. I have nothing against this person at all. You can belive whatever you like. If you choose to stay away from me, warn others of the danger caused by gays then by all means, go ahead.
I am not going to answer the rumor. I trust that those of you who want to know the truth can stifle your hunger. I trust that those  of you close to me, who know me, know who I really am. So, decide for yourself the type of person I am.
I am not going to change who I am because of this rumor. I'm not going to act differently, wear different clothes, talk differently, or do different things. It's seems that then, the person who spread the rumor will accomplish his sick goal of trying to end individuality and make this world full of a 'normal' person.
I've learned a lot about who a 'normal' person is these past couple of hours. I've learned how controlling, stubborn, and wrong that 'normal' person is and I hope to whoever out there that I and the people I hold close to me don't end up like that.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for proving to me that a common goal of peace, love, and happiness is ultimately unachievable in today's society. Also, this is an un-revised message so please disregard errors.

-Tyler Ruof

School. Yay.

So, school starts in a day. Usually I'm super excited. No. I am honestly terrified of freshman year. not because I'm a newbie or whatever. I'm scared of my classes. All honors/Pre-AP??? What am I thinking? I can't do this. Seriously. This is going to be way to much not to mention volunteering at the Boys & Girls Club 3 days a week! I'm really worried about what my heath is going to become at this point. My sanity level is going to be in the negatives. Yeah, this year is going to be fun, we're going to do some pretty cool stuff. But what with my sister and brother going to ASU I'm pretty much gonna be on my own. I know how much all of this is going to help me in the future but let's be realistic. What about the present? It's not gonna help me in the future if I die my freshman year! I know I'm totally overreacting but this is actually going to be hard. I'm not going to die but it's going to be really hard to get what I need to get done, done. I don't have good time management skills. That is a huge factor in getting my work done now. What's it going to be like doing twice or three times the work? Not good. I know I wanted this. I know its my fault. I'm just scared :(.

☮ ❤︎☻,
Tyler Ruof

Creation Story

Just a single dot, blankness all around
Then a pop, and out came a second dot
Then two pops, simultaneously, now four dots
This happened for some time until the final pop came about.

This final dot was nothing special, just like the other
Except for one simple flaw,
There was an extra, smaller dot on this one
This dot could speak and said, "I wish not
to be alone." And so, another, smaller dot emerged

These two were talking and one said, "Let's make some creatures."
"What do you mean?" said the other
"Like this" and so came the fish

The fish flopped around but didn't look happy
And so water was created for the fish to swim

The dots separated and made more and more
Creatures as well as substances

Then they met up, but one looked worried
"I've made a mistake!" it said
"What do you mean?" said the other
"I made a...a...human."
"What is that?"
"I don't know but all it does is eat and create waste!"
"Let's get out of here!"

And so the dots left and the planet was allowed to grow and thrive.
Some creations were ravaged by the humans, others cherished,
And the humans worked there way about this world.

But one thing stumped the humans:
"How were we created?"


This was a story i wrote a little while ago at BSS 2014.

OPINIONS OF A MODERN AUTHOR

Opinions are everywhere, We all have them, But I sit here and wonder?  What are mine?  Country music? No.  Indie? Yes. Hipster? Sort of. Homosexuals? Just like us. Gay? Not me. Relationships? Hard! Money? None. Jobs? Not too bad. Family? Couldn’t live without them

Literature? Couldn’t live without it. School? No problem.  Friends? Not a ton. Spiders? Scary.  Dreams? Confusing. Goals? A lot.  Band? No way. Orchestra? Any day. Practice? Makes perfect. Problems? Quite a few. Solutions? Always. Fame? Unimportant. Fortune? Even less. Future? Who knows.

Art? Amazing. Technology? Important. Politics? Boring. Sports? Not many. Nature? Beautiful. Independent? Very. Dependent? … Very. Video games? Fun. Quiet? Peaceful. Love? Always. Hate? Of course. Proud? Sometimes. Happy? Yes. Peace? I wish.

This was an experimental poem I wrote a long time ago. Hope you enjoy.

What this is.

So, time to start a blog. For those of you who know me (or nah), the title of this site is based off a poem I wrote. I'll post that poem as well as many others at one point in time. It also has to do with the fact that it will be a site that i ramble about my opinions. Most of my opinions with be either about current events or personal events that I wish to share with you all but I'll post a poem or maybe a short story once in a while. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this blog!


☮ ❤︎☻,

Tyler Ruof