#disception

It’s an unnecessary distraction more than over half the time when you’re already closely linked with media and/or creative industries.

Some of you may have been wrong about me in the past. At the end of the day, we all get misunderstood from time-for-time… so bloody what though…!?!

I will be entirely uncontactable and unreachable on the ‘Personal’ side to Facebook from now on. I will be continuing regular updates of my business page and will respond to PM’s when I get the chance. For all major business inquiries, you would be best off contacting me via: Harriet Denton Freelance Filmmaker https://www.linkedin.com/profile/view?id=122061273 As for anything else - even little ideas and discussions you'd like to share - that's always open for debate. If you scroll down this loooong blog enough you'll see all my social media pages have been posted in some manner or other.

Cheers,

How to overcome Deception

The old trick of deceiving other people to get what is desired is prevalent today as it was many years ago. Anyone who has had success over another knows how critical it is to make an opponent think one thing with the intention of taking away something of value. It is a fact that many important battles in history have been won by means of deception. This means that deception is definitely a part…

Truth found in death

I’m awake while they preform their autopsy. I feel it all. The quick and decisive strokes of their cold and sterile steel. Poking and prodding, looking for what killed me. If I could talk I would put an end to this unnecessary ordeal. They uselessly searched for what they caused. How could they have known when they triedto help. Their distorted faces were public access, yet no one person could…

So I was given a tonne of Popsicle sticks. All of different widths and lengths, thousands of them!!! it was fantastic! every size I could ever need.

It’s a messed up world you live in,

And you’ve made it all your own.

A face to embrace your hidden chase,

Yet still, you’re quite alone.

Convinced in your acts of mundane

Deception, you act your part cunningly.

Seeking out those of darker feathers,

To seduce, reduce, and further induce

As your hand tightens the tethers.

What do you get from these short

Pleasures, these fluctuations of emotion?

A hollowed heart, a missing part,

That you’ve made unable to be whole.

You’ve dismissed the offered advice,

For you, it won’t suffice the hunger

You’ve come to rely on, you surrender

To its control over your mind, your soul.

‘Waiting’ is what you call it, stamp

The label over the broken pieces

Hoping that waiting will end more soon