Birthdays, I can't believe I'm the only one who has a love/hate relationship with them. Growing up birthdays kind of had a hipocracy element to them, I won't go into specifics, but even then thier was the ignore reality and put on a happy face, now as an adult your staring down the twin barrels of age and mortality, thinking about those gone, or could be gone soon, wounds you've left behind because your young, stupid and selfish. So guilt struggles against the good memories which always seem tainted by someone eventually being hurt, you end up trapped between dread for the inevitability of the future, the mistakes you've made, where you wanted to be now, and what's up the road around the corner for those coming after you.
How can you promise to be there for those that matter when it's inevitable you can't nor wont. I love my niece, my siblings, friends, and family but there's a wall that seems unmovable and unshakable. So once agian that birthday where you go over that moral inventory of your life, where you have been, where your at, and where and what you want to achieve with the ever shrinking time you have left. Alone in this inventory how can you avoid that same hipocracy from childhood, put on a happy face everything is wonderfully moving forward, your selfish if you think otherwise, your alive, have a home and food when others are lacking the basic needs in life.
I find birthdays and Christmas for that matter a huge struggle, thanksgiving too. Maybe it's true, maybe it is selfish when I'm typing this in a top of the line iPad, we have a beautiful mustang, iPhones, wifi, blurays, DVR's and all the rest while others fight for life, yet I still struggle. Acceptance from family, pride from my father and siblings, heck conversations with my siblings would be nice, but that's the past, something's cant be fixed, while the moments of life countdown I'm still left with out the knowledge or ability as to how to fix what's gone before, I'm not sure I know how to avoid making the same mistakes, and how do you get where you want to be, or protect those in your care without making whole new mistakes, I just hate this yearly trap of self evaluation where you can never live up to your own expectations.
Missing those who've passed on who've meant a lot to you, or those you never had a chance to mend things with, trying to get the most with others who may not be with you much longer. Trying to figure out how to do the best you can for those still with you, while fixing things with those you've hurt. Maybe it is selfish, I don't see myself starting to love my birthday anyway, but I've said this is a place for honesty, so here it is, on my birthday I'd rather be alone if I can't be with someone who understands how much this is not a celebration but a day of mourning, there are so many whove gone ahead, and so many relationships I can't fix, so much in my past I don't even know.
Guess its time for the happy face, why does the abyss seem so close on days like this?
Friday, August 31, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Sorry to say meeting canceled
Due to heat, it's almost 100degrees in here so we decided to try for Friday, hopefully we can get together and go over some arc points. I want to start seeding elements into the next chapter but before I publish it I would like another opinion on it. I'd rather not write myself into a corner at the moment. Until we met next time hope you're enjoying the material.
New updates thanks south America,
So happy to see Japan and my mother country Portugal, I'm half Portuguese so I've been hoping to get readers from some of the places I have DNA from. thank you everyone for visiting.
Aviators, best head phones ever
As many of you might know my birthday is coming up, and among other things my better half got me a pair, of aviators. If you don't know they are one of the best headsets I've ever seen. All leather and gold, around the ears, with gold plated connecters. Plugs into my iPhone, iPad, and of course my iPod. The noise cancelation and full sound quality is amazing. It even came with a leather carry case, and polishing cloth for the clear amber bells for the ears. A few weeks ago when she was at best buy getting a replacement set of ear buds she tried these on, I thought just to tease. With her regular ear buds I could hardly hear her with the store noise in the background. As soon as she plugged these in it was like she was in a studio, silence-just her sweet voice, I was stunned. I felt bad because she likes surprises I don't, so I get my present early, she left them in the restroom thinking I'd eventually go in, as usual work, emails, conferences, a family phone call, a friend called. By that point she had to go to bed, she finally said go into the restroom. I was a little confused, but I did, and there in all there leather and gold glory were my aviators. She really does make me a lucky guy, I can't imagine life without her loving giving spirit, but her heart and mind are always what keeps me coming back for more, yeah she's beautiful, and smart but so are a lot of people, but how many are the whole package. She really does make me want to be a better person, I wish I could give her more, until then take care
Meeting tonight about Avalon
I'm meeting with my author friend, check out his book materials at ringdragonz.com really great book, and his music is incredible, not to mention his art. He's given me some great story arc points, hopefully no one will see coming. I'm pretty into sci-fi and I've never seen or read anything quite like this, so I hope you enjoy it, I apologize before hand but with multiple conventions I am presenting papers at, and fall session starting things may be hectic, but please take this opportunity to read some of the older stuff, and I will continue to do my best to get at least one post out a day, hopefully I'll have some sketches for you based on the Avalon stories such as what Aery looks like, maybe even a teaser of what the nemesis of her crew looks like well have to see what my buddies have time for.
I'm scared for the world future
Looking at the things going on in the US politics is becoming very scary, that some of these people are in power and aspire to higher places yet. They don't care about people, our country, or the world. They don't care about the future or the worlds conditions as our children and the generations to come. I can't understand why the woman who are being subjugated, why we fought WW2 when we've become exactly what we fought against. The elderly, disabled, minorities all being trapped in a enviorment of second class citizens, new laws being created to validate more prisons for construction companies, food suppliers, uniform companies, security firms, Ect. Anyone who says thier isn't a prison industrial complex is choosing delusion over reality. Why are we putting pot smokers behind bars? Or the mentally ill? Would these people not be better served by being someplace where they can get help? If the wealthy in this country are so damned patriotic why are they hiding there money in off shore accounts, letting the middle class die off, we're an endangered species, who's going to brush thier horses, clean up after them, maintain thier mansions once were gone, trust me, you may think your immortal but some day you or someone you care about will become chronically ill, then what will happen? Amongst my other health issues I happen to have a very ordinary allergy to fish, usually it's not a problem I can live without to much fear because I have an epi-pen. My new insurance won't authorize it because my doctor is not thier doctor. I pay out of pocket to see my own doctor because none of the insurance doctors will except me, my case is to complex, they won't get any money from me, as the insurance pays the same amount no matter how often I'm seen. They refuse to do the diagnostic tests requested by my dr. because they may reveal more problems. If this is medical care now how much worse will it be, when people like queen Anne can take a pill people like me helped design to cure her MS, and the people who discovered, and researched to create that pill are allowed to die because there not part of the 1%?
Why do I have to be responsible and not have kids because we can't afford the LIFETIME of needs when others are having kids 8 at a time with out any thought? Cody brown from sister wives admits he can't afford to put his kids through college, according to M'lord Romney that's thier tough luck. Isn't it a human right to food, housing, healthcare and education? NO!, the religious right wing doesn't want education unless it's thier idea I'd education, thier facts, thoughts, ideology, history, screw reality or critical thinking that might let people think for themselves. I mean look at the Red states, is it an accident there the highest in poverty and lowest in educational opportunity? Education and critical thinking is the doom of religion, they think. If only they would look at the truly incredible wonders which our world and the universe holds. God doesn't need thier help, really, how great is the hubris they practice to think god created all this but needs thier uneducated backwards thinking person-hoods to shape his or her reality. Yeah read the original texts, god could have been a her. All these churches espousing truth with thier version of god in a box, just 10% of your income and your golden, well that's the biggie most add on laws and rules which they tend to be the first to find loopholes to get around. So this is America's future ruled by a theocracy and aging Plutarch's grasping hands. Someone please tell me how or why I shouldn't be afraid because as long as we're watching TV, and scratching out a living just to stay alive paying taxes we won't benefit from, and tithing to churches which won't be there when we need them, we've already lost. Do they really think the rest of the world is going to stand aside and watch America devour itself? YES. We've made to many enemies, and even our allies have been angered and humiliated by these people. Anyway these are just the scared thoughts of someone trapped in a country that is no longer the one I was born into. Where big brother exists is pseudo-religious form, as they change the foundation this great nation was built on to serve thier own grasping ambitions, funny isn't it the religious right who has sought to refute Darwin will ultimately prove him right as they plunge this nation into a Darwinian nightmare of red in tooth and claw as brother turns on brother and Romny's dream of a dog eat dog world happens. So go ahead change the voting area, change the laws so only your people can vote, in the end no tyrant can rule forever, your darkness will end, even if it means eventually your atrocities will come to light and we will be liberated by those whose faith, knowledge, and thinking, thier ability to reason has not been obfuscated and destroyed. You may be able to take America but you'll never control the world. I try to take solace that if the worse comes to pass, future generations will be freed from your aging, grasping theocratic plutarchs. I hope I'm wrong, I hope we the people are not to far gone, but hope dwindles and in the absence of light darkness thrives.
Why do I have to be responsible and not have kids because we can't afford the LIFETIME of needs when others are having kids 8 at a time with out any thought? Cody brown from sister wives admits he can't afford to put his kids through college, according to M'lord Romney that's thier tough luck. Isn't it a human right to food, housing, healthcare and education? NO!, the religious right wing doesn't want education unless it's thier idea I'd education, thier facts, thoughts, ideology, history, screw reality or critical thinking that might let people think for themselves. I mean look at the Red states, is it an accident there the highest in poverty and lowest in educational opportunity? Education and critical thinking is the doom of religion, they think. If only they would look at the truly incredible wonders which our world and the universe holds. God doesn't need thier help, really, how great is the hubris they practice to think god created all this but needs thier uneducated backwards thinking person-hoods to shape his or her reality. Yeah read the original texts, god could have been a her. All these churches espousing truth with thier version of god in a box, just 10% of your income and your golden, well that's the biggie most add on laws and rules which they tend to be the first to find loopholes to get around. So this is America's future ruled by a theocracy and aging Plutarch's grasping hands. Someone please tell me how or why I shouldn't be afraid because as long as we're watching TV, and scratching out a living just to stay alive paying taxes we won't benefit from, and tithing to churches which won't be there when we need them, we've already lost. Do they really think the rest of the world is going to stand aside and watch America devour itself? YES. We've made to many enemies, and even our allies have been angered and humiliated by these people. Anyway these are just the scared thoughts of someone trapped in a country that is no longer the one I was born into. Where big brother exists is pseudo-religious form, as they change the foundation this great nation was built on to serve thier own grasping ambitions, funny isn't it the religious right who has sought to refute Darwin will ultimately prove him right as they plunge this nation into a Darwinian nightmare of red in tooth and claw as brother turns on brother and Romny's dream of a dog eat dog world happens. So go ahead change the voting area, change the laws so only your people can vote, in the end no tyrant can rule forever, your darkness will end, even if it means eventually your atrocities will come to light and we will be liberated by those whose faith, knowledge, and thinking, thier ability to reason has not been obfuscated and destroyed. You may be able to take America but you'll never control the world. I try to take solace that if the worse comes to pass, future generations will be freed from your aging, grasping theocratic plutarchs. I hope I'm wrong, I hope we the people are not to far gone, but hope dwindles and in the absence of light darkness thrives.
Death of Bin Laden, and books
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Sunday, August 26, 2012
Looners : balloon fantasist
Looners, the lighter side, these are people who have a unusual affectation for balloons. Some are poppers who receive sexual release when a balloon pops, others (non-poppers) see them as sentient pets, a popped balloon is a dead or dying balloon, I can't help but wonder what happened in thier childhood to create this incredulous behavior. I'm the first one to say what two or more consenting adults do in thier bedroom is thier business and no one else's. Yet I can't help wondering at what point does someone need therapy. Sure its harming no one, but how are they ever going to find a healthy psycho-social relationship if thier busy playing peek a boo with balloons? To me it falls into the same category of adult babies, it may not be hurting them, but maybe it is. Until some studies can be done how will we know, it could be like smoking pot, does it really stop your ability to mature? Without tests and studies reliably done we don't know. Like marriage I'm not saying the government or church has any business getting involved, it's an act between you and your partner, to semi quote a great author the couple is already married the ceremony is just the opportunity to share this time of joy with others. I know we may not have a paper but were married, committed, and everyone knows it, even if they don't support it. Anyway this is the point I realize I'm on a soap box so I'll let you go, I'm glad to hear our good friend in Florida wasn't effected by the storm, and I'm sorry for the people who will be, new Orleans really deserves a break, until next time be well.
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Dreams
Talk about weird ones, last night I had this ultra realistic dream I was running through a dark forest/mangrove swamp chasing this light. I kept falling and slipping but I could hear something hungry and predatory moving Towards me in the darkness occasionally I would catch a glimpse of it's glowing red/green eyes. As I moved towards the light which always seemed just out of reach, I noticed my body was crumbling, drying up and falling off, I think this is what the predator was scenting on. Just as I slipped on a root and fell into some deep water I could see the light fading around a corner, I turned back trying to keep my head above water. As my face broke the surface the creature was there, I woke up still feeling it's teeth pressing into my head, my heart beating so fast, I couldn't breath, and was soaked in sweat.
What is that supposed to mean?
What is that supposed to mean?
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Vampires, witches, psi-vampires
Look forward to an updated post, I'm working on here, if you have any thoughts on this or any subject please contact me, until then hope you'll enjoy this post, I might be doing one on atlantis as well, I hope thier as fun as they sound.
Guest Post Dr. Susskind letter 1
Here's a letter from a great friend, a letter he wrote to the incredible physicist Leonard Sussknd, I will be following this with a second letter, and proffesor Sussknd's respons!
http://www.ringdragonz.com/2012/08/a-letter-to-leonard-susskind/
Here’s a letter I wrote to Dr. Susskind regarding a conversation my father
and I have been having throughout the course of this summer 2012, where
we’ve been discussing the topic of the original eukaryotic cell, and its
origin on our world so long ago. I will post any replies, should I receive
any :)
Hi Professor Susskind,
I know you’re a busy man, and as a teacher, too, I’m very aware that the
start of any term is a hectic time for chit-chat. But I’d like to write
you this quick note on an exciting thought my father and I shared on the
origin of the original, eukaryotic cell this summer.
We were both marveling how the evolution of the complex eukaryotic cell
from simple bacterial cells was an event that has only occurred once in
the entire history of our planet — an event, without which, our species
wouldn’t exist, nor any complex life. This naturally begged the question:
“what was the catalyst for this crucial event to occur?”
Could it be that cell-altering radiation from an ancient solar flare gave
occasion for just such a mutation?
Perhaps such an intense solar flare would have left behind geologic
evidence in the fossil record, as this proposed flare moved through the
earth’s electromagnetic fields like seismic waves from an earthquake
(marked by an initial blast, or onset tremor, then followed by subsequent,
rippling aftershocks like tails). All of this activity would have resulted
in the ocean-dwelling, simple-celled bacteria being cooked by the flare’s
intense radiation.
Thank you for your time, Professor Susskind,
PS, this summer has been a time of real reconnecting for my father and I
following his stroke at 58 years old. Circumstances that originally looked
so tragic (losing his music and career) offered us time to watch your
television programs, discuss all the ramifications and implications of a
hologram universe, and really just enjoy each other’s company — something
that never would have taken place had the stroke never taken place. Funny
how such things work out.
DVR, such a wonder
Its so amazing you can leave for a week, come home and there's all your shows you missed, I was watching earlier the show dark matters, from science network which documents cases where science crosses the line, or at least enters some morally ambiguous territory. This week one of the three cases was the Stanford prison experiment which proved unequivocally we all have inherently evil tendencies and even good people chose silence through peer pressure, the conducter of the test, who himself ended up falling to the dark side, loosing site of the experiment, and had begun thinking like a warden now runs a program to help people learn to recognize sociale evils, and how to stand up against them. It must be tough to discover your own inner darkness, me and mine have been on all to good terms for most of my life, leaving more wreakege in my life than I'd like to admit. It's interesting to learn altruism is a mathematically provable biological process, for species survival, yet social situations can and must foster the worst of evils, Similer to Abu graihb which based on the lucifer effect was not only expected but could have been predicted, being a perfect storm for the effect to take hold, when identity has been stripped away and the individual minimized, and you have a group placed in total authority with out clear lines of behavior dictated for those in authority. Anyway check it on there's a ton of stuff on it online, I know I've posted about it before. It's kinda interesting to see the subject, which is kind of obscure on dark matters, anyway until next time, I'm going to go install the blueray to surprise my love, then I have a webinar I need to attend, so enjoy life, until next time....
There's no place like home!
Hello my friends, I'm home, and the saying is true, we had a great time visiting with the in-laws, trust me that comes as a shock to me as much as anyone. Watched movies, saw my first 3d movie, which led to an interesting discovery, using the 3D glasses I don't have double vision, I guess it's something to mention to the Optomitrist but really cool. Saw the lorax, which was awsome, and oh so timely. Also saw my favorite movie avatar in 3d, WOW! It's a whole new movie. So all in all starting with les mis on Friday, spending time with my other half, I could nit pick over a few things but considering the hostility a drama for the last six years, I'll hope those are tiny permutations unavoidable with in-laws in general, everyone was mostly on thier best behavior. We even got a new, for us, blueray player with Netflix they were no longer using. Since we were looking at new DVD players, this is much nicer. We then went monday to stay with my grandmother, she's getting up to 90, so I wish I had more time, we've always had a close relationship, she was a big influence through out my life, but when I got in trouble my mom would threaten to call nan. That usually worked. I would have liked to have stayed longer but being sick I couldn't rationalize it, and I thought I was going on antivirus meds, but the dr called them into the pharmacy so I had to come home to get it. So vacation goes on until this coming Sunday, but I think I mentioned a friend has given me some great ideas for the Avalon story, which I'm really looking forward to starting to write on. So what comes next? I would really implore you all take the time if you haven't to read some of the older posts, I've been going through trying to clean them up, and usually adding on things if thier relevant. So enjoy, I have a lot of drafts waiting to be either finished writing, or proofed before posting which I hope you enjoy, and remember feel free to email me or comment anon, feedback is always great, but I'll pretty much assume it's a bot if there's a link included, especially if the comments have nothing to do with the post, thanks to all you new readers from eastern Europe, and south America, as well as the others I can't see. I wish they would give a complete list, sadly all they show is the top ten countries, but thanks for your readership, much appreciation
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Second move done
Vacation continues,ergo lack of posts, sorry,I'll try to keep you updated afterwords , this is hardly the kind of vacation where you can take amazing pictures, we're just with family, catching up with some, trying to build bridges with others. Bridge building over, now we're catching up with my grandmother, I'm lucky to still have her, we come from hardy stock I guess. Then home tommorow for us time. It's been a lot of fun, other than the doctors visit yesterday. I got the trifecta, food poisoning, bronchitis, staph, and west Nile antibodies, oh strep, who did I upset? But time to visit with my nan, I'll catch up with you all when I get home, until then... Boy do I have some stories.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Message from the land of the lost : Les Mis
Well first greetings, time for an update into my most recent adventures, just a little FYI, over the last few yeas I've had the joy of having swine flu, my gall bladder trying to kill me, and now it looks preliminarily that I may have tested for avian flu antebodies, but I'm now slowly on the mend.
Lately though, being your average male who works from home, I'm happiest in comfy cloths in front of the tv, reading or typing away. My other half likes to see this thing, "outside", frankly I'm not a fan, it seems scary and dangerous, but worse it lacks tv! Why oh why would I go "outside"?
Well as regularly checking in readers know, I do sorta love this lady, and like her happy. So as our birthdays are close, I offered to goto San Francisco, about 100 miles away to see a broadway tour, les mis, doing its 25th anniversary tour. (shooo, I love this show so that parts win/win).
It occurs to me we've been struggling with some kind of equal an accepting understanding with her family, agian faithful readers have heard some of the drama, but I haven't brought myself to tell that whole story, but I figured if we weren't going to go camping, why not offer to stay at her families house, well we're on the morning of day one, keep reading, it should be interesting.
Now onto the good stuff, if your into broadway shows anyway. Many people have asked what les mis is about leading into a four hour conversation, but last night I got it down, it's about a man who finds redemption, and then must struggle through life realizing what a gift and sacrafice living for others can be. There are to many sub-plots to list, first love, unrequited love, poverty, justice, change, redemption. Just so much more.
The show stated three times, due to lighting issues, I felt the cast was young, but I'm just getting old, but they were great. They used a A/V scrim for shadows, and movies the actors played in, broadway is not what it once was, one of my favorite scenes, a haunting moment where our antagonist policemen struggles with his fixed views of right and wrong, compared to the actions of or redeemed protagonist leads to a great moment, thier usage of practical effects blended with the audio-visual was amazing.
In short removing family drama, kept at a minimum, considering tickets, and a multi-hour trip as captive audience, everything seemed to go fine after a point, the show was brilliant, my beautiful other half is happy, enjoyed it, maybe I can get her to do a review, I very much enjoyed the show. Please see it, I doubt theres something there for everyone, though good company like many things can make a mediocre show good, and a good show great!
Now the day begins at last, weekend with the in-laws, if you don't hear from me agian, watch the news, until then be well, and for you Avalon fans a new chapter is almost ready, and hopefully I'll have some images of things from the world, I've been working online with my friends, which will improve it immeasurably, those friends are also realizing how hard it is to post, but I have a list of at least three guests bloggers, who are working on projects, so thanks for your loyalty, much Love, until then, good morning, afternoon, or night wherever you are.
Update : We were at the back of b3 on a raised platform for the disabled, sometimes it does work for you, not being squeezed in like tuna with a real chair, and legroom to spare, while being able to wrap your arm around that other special person and disappear into the show.
Lately though, being your average male who works from home, I'm happiest in comfy cloths in front of the tv, reading or typing away. My other half likes to see this thing, "outside", frankly I'm not a fan, it seems scary and dangerous, but worse it lacks tv! Why oh why would I go "outside"?
Well as regularly checking in readers know, I do sorta love this lady, and like her happy. So as our birthdays are close, I offered to goto San Francisco, about 100 miles away to see a broadway tour, les mis, doing its 25th anniversary tour. (shooo, I love this show so that parts win/win).
It occurs to me we've been struggling with some kind of equal an accepting understanding with her family, agian faithful readers have heard some of the drama, but I haven't brought myself to tell that whole story, but I figured if we weren't going to go camping, why not offer to stay at her families house, well we're on the morning of day one, keep reading, it should be interesting.
Now onto the good stuff, if your into broadway shows anyway. Many people have asked what les mis is about leading into a four hour conversation, but last night I got it down, it's about a man who finds redemption, and then must struggle through life realizing what a gift and sacrafice living for others can be. There are to many sub-plots to list, first love, unrequited love, poverty, justice, change, redemption. Just so much more.
The show stated three times, due to lighting issues, I felt the cast was young, but I'm just getting old, but they were great. They used a A/V scrim for shadows, and movies the actors played in, broadway is not what it once was, one of my favorite scenes, a haunting moment where our antagonist policemen struggles with his fixed views of right and wrong, compared to the actions of or redeemed protagonist leads to a great moment, thier usage of practical effects blended with the audio-visual was amazing.
In short removing family drama, kept at a minimum, considering tickets, and a multi-hour trip as captive audience, everything seemed to go fine after a point, the show was brilliant, my beautiful other half is happy, enjoyed it, maybe I can get her to do a review, I very much enjoyed the show. Please see it, I doubt theres something there for everyone, though good company like many things can make a mediocre show good, and a good show great!
Now the day begins at last, weekend with the in-laws, if you don't hear from me agian, watch the news, until then be well, and for you Avalon fans a new chapter is almost ready, and hopefully I'll have some images of things from the world, I've been working online with my friends, which will improve it immeasurably, those friends are also realizing how hard it is to post, but I have a list of at least three guests bloggers, who are working on projects, so thanks for your loyalty, much Love, until then, good morning, afternoon, or night wherever you are.
Update : We were at the back of b3 on a raised platform for the disabled, sometimes it does work for you, not being squeezed in like tuna with a real chair, and legroom to spare, while being able to wrap your arm around that other special person and disappear into the show.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Netflix : Rosario + Vampire
I'm only up episode four but already I'm pretty impressed the graphics are amazing the character development quite impressive and it seems they have a story arc it's really actually going somewhere.
From what I understand so far the basic premise is a human going to a high school where monsters go and humans are killed on the spot so he must hide the fact he's human at a monster high school, where a vampire has become very much attracted to him. He's running into several different supernatural creatures including a succubus a witch, serpent men and orcs, and several others just to name a few. I'm going to leave this here at the moment as google keeps dropping me, I'll try working on a blog in word and reposting then, until then agian my apologies this flu just will not go away and I just can't afford to go to the doctors right now, before vacation. So I'm just trying to suffer throught it, hasn't been the best week of my life, and having been invited to some major conferences as a speaker, I should be on top of the world, instead I can barely speak. Anyway enjoy the show it's really cute but has its adult moments.
From what I understand so far the basic premise is a human going to a high school where monsters go and humans are killed on the spot so he must hide the fact he's human at a monster high school, where a vampire has become very much attracted to him. He's running into several different supernatural creatures including a succubus a witch, serpent men and orcs, and several others just to name a few. I'm going to leave this here at the moment as google keeps dropping me, I'll try working on a blog in word and reposting then, until then agian my apologies this flu just will not go away and I just can't afford to go to the doctors right now, before vacation. So I'm just trying to suffer throught it, hasn't been the best week of my life, and having been invited to some major conferences as a speaker, I should be on top of the world, instead I can barely speak. Anyway enjoy the show it's really cute but has its adult moments.
Netflix : Code Lyoko
Honestly this was one of those strange shows you stumble on and can't figure out what you've missed already. It's about a group of kids at a dormitory who've discovered this advanced computer system under the school. They learn to virtualize inside the program, meeting a virtual character who lives inside trying to control a dark force always seeking to escape and take over the world. If there successful they go back in time and can change things so then events don't occur.
When I originally came across the show I had no idea that I was watching the first episode, so I thought I must've missed several eps, having no idea what was going on but I quickly caught up it is a kid show and found it to be a very interesting and amusing the show with its animation style is pretty different for its time, and it's usage of 3-D animation combined with standard 2d anime makes for a fun TV experience. I would check it out and give it a few episodes before deciding, you really need to get to the point where there explaining things for it to reach its best
When I originally came across the show I had no idea that I was watching the first episode, so I thought I must've missed several eps, having no idea what was going on but I quickly caught up it is a kid show and found it to be a very interesting and amusing the show with its animation style is pretty different for its time, and it's usage of 3-D animation combined with standard 2d anime makes for a fun TV experience. I would check it out and give it a few episodes before deciding, you really need to get to the point where there explaining things for it to reach its best
Friday, August 10, 2012
Exile chapter two prt 2
For only my sister would craft her shade-gate in this manner, for these colors had been my chosen mantle since my “self-imposed” exile. Moving slowly through the prismatic dome, I found what I sought, a crystal coffin, amplifying her mind, and keeping her terribly damaged body alive as my poor, weakened and tortured barely alive sister remains in limbo. Deep in the inner recesses of the mind where she alone had learned to penetrate, she spoke, not in words, and images, and feelings, but in the language of our kind, as natural to us as I guess your mothers tongue would be for you humans, it would almost be as if you yourself had lived through the thought or memory, it becoming your own, as if you yourself has been the one experiencing the event.
I wished she had spared me that pain. To watch the fall of an empire, even one as corrupt as my own, the brutal torture executed on our noble families, though probably no worse than a thousand incidents inflicted on you and your races over the ages; yet your infantile realms coming together with allies and aid from far flung worlds, all of you sickly envious, pathetic fools deliriously drunken on the impossible hope of stealing our secrets and the twisted desire for our power over the mysterium that you may yourself become petty masters over lesser races. How much did it pain you to see your sad little dreams of becoming the new dragon masters crumble before you, as they fed on your living flesh like the vermin you were, when you awoke them from their sleep? You never came to destroy the evil of my race, as you told your allies; you came to commit genocide slaying my society in its drunken drug-induced slumber, the religious stupor that took place every Fall Equinox.
How foul you young kingdoms have become. You even destroyed your own allies lest you’re true intent be discovered, for not everybody came to become tyrant-kings desiring to set up a new regime where they were the unholy pawns of chaos did they? So they had to go, quietly, during combat so that no dangerous questions would be asked. What chance did you have of ever winning, for even our youngest child is taught the ways of our dark realm? In a world where minds and souls are as tangible and vulnerable as ours, every house hostile to yours, seeking to rise in rank, or keep yours in its place, all the while awaiting that singular moment of weakness, when they can claim the right of casualty, called “death by stupidity”, we are taught in the many ways to build ourselves safe places within our minds where we can hide away, so no one can ever force our secrets from us. In the end your whole armada was defeated by a simple trick taught to every child.
So in your wrath you destroyed our world with your peregrine-like ships, you learned very quickly by those fool enough to try, that the rape of our woman was a terrible idea, as our woman are taught to take their violator and savage their mind and body beyond repair nor recognition. Death is but a dream, possible but only a dream. Death, a quick death, is your only possibility for there is no guarantee of safety, in death, nor even un-death. For that which has been undone can be remade, though never as good as the original.
We are taught from the moment we are able to speak, to understand the nature of our world and how to sing our slayer down into death with us. Trust me, after you have seen a beloved member of your blood slain, and then resurrected with their slayer that they can continue serving the house as a revenant or vampire or some other bungling night creature you learn your lessons well. Survive at all cost. For death is a transitory thing.
Yet here she was, my sister seemingly beyond repair, her body racked and ruined, she seemed hopelessly damaged, but between us I could bring her back, if only I had the power to transfer us both out of this place, but the journey here, and the coffin-rig maintaining her life would be a lot of mass to transfer at one time, and I am just too weak, my rapid trip through the mysterioum leaving me in my current state.
Oh you ravagers of worlds be thankful I was not here, be thankful I and only I had the facility to allow myself to exit this world, though I may still be in luck, before I left I bestowed a smoking mirror of black shadows and darkness to my mother which possessed the power to transmit the passer anywhere in time or space, it nearly killed me fashioning it, nor did I ever receive any recognition, nor did I expect any, we lived in a different kind of world than you carnivores apes who hide behind pretty words, political correctness, tolerance, sensitivity, and diversity, as you stab the person in the back, giving it a twist for good measure, kicking them on the way down.
When the reality is your not much more than a step away from becoming some parasitical species, living under a bridge, and killing others of your species for shoes, shoes, By the Great Maker’s sake, shoes. That’s so much worse than anything we would do, and we kill each other proudly for being stupid.
Once eons ago when our power was not what it was today we ruled countless worlds, planets and planes like you cannot begin to imagine, and we ruled them all, like the merciless overlords we were, believing our might made it right to do so, behaving as if it were god’s will we ruled in our righteous techno-theocracy, believing in our own myth, forgetting that under a few situations even we may still die. Taking what we wanted, destroying what we didn’t, enslaving whole races because they had gifts which made them useful, or destroying whole planets, races and worlds. People's doomed simply because they were universally contaminated, we called it cleansing, to quote a friend, "convert or fall forever", I guess you would call it culling the herd, and if a whole race was defiant, or antagonistic, then far better to sacrifice that world to our dark gods than seek to shepherd them to true civilization, our civilization. How lost we were.
I wished she had spared me that pain. To watch the fall of an empire, even one as corrupt as my own, the brutal torture executed on our noble families, though probably no worse than a thousand incidents inflicted on you and your races over the ages; yet your infantile realms coming together with allies and aid from far flung worlds, all of you sickly envious, pathetic fools deliriously drunken on the impossible hope of stealing our secrets and the twisted desire for our power over the mysterium that you may yourself become petty masters over lesser races. How much did it pain you to see your sad little dreams of becoming the new dragon masters crumble before you, as they fed on your living flesh like the vermin you were, when you awoke them from their sleep? You never came to destroy the evil of my race, as you told your allies; you came to commit genocide slaying my society in its drunken drug-induced slumber, the religious stupor that took place every Fall Equinox.
How foul you young kingdoms have become. You even destroyed your own allies lest you’re true intent be discovered, for not everybody came to become tyrant-kings desiring to set up a new regime where they were the unholy pawns of chaos did they? So they had to go, quietly, during combat so that no dangerous questions would be asked. What chance did you have of ever winning, for even our youngest child is taught the ways of our dark realm? In a world where minds and souls are as tangible and vulnerable as ours, every house hostile to yours, seeking to rise in rank, or keep yours in its place, all the while awaiting that singular moment of weakness, when they can claim the right of casualty, called “death by stupidity”, we are taught in the many ways to build ourselves safe places within our minds where we can hide away, so no one can ever force our secrets from us. In the end your whole armada was defeated by a simple trick taught to every child.
So in your wrath you destroyed our world with your peregrine-like ships, you learned very quickly by those fool enough to try, that the rape of our woman was a terrible idea, as our woman are taught to take their violator and savage their mind and body beyond repair nor recognition. Death is but a dream, possible but only a dream. Death, a quick death, is your only possibility for there is no guarantee of safety, in death, nor even un-death. For that which has been undone can be remade, though never as good as the original.
We are taught from the moment we are able to speak, to understand the nature of our world and how to sing our slayer down into death with us. Trust me, after you have seen a beloved member of your blood slain, and then resurrected with their slayer that they can continue serving the house as a revenant or vampire or some other bungling night creature you learn your lessons well. Survive at all cost. For death is a transitory thing.
Yet here she was, my sister seemingly beyond repair, her body racked and ruined, she seemed hopelessly damaged, but between us I could bring her back, if only I had the power to transfer us both out of this place, but the journey here, and the coffin-rig maintaining her life would be a lot of mass to transfer at one time, and I am just too weak, my rapid trip through the mysterioum leaving me in my current state.
Oh you ravagers of worlds be thankful I was not here, be thankful I and only I had the facility to allow myself to exit this world, though I may still be in luck, before I left I bestowed a smoking mirror of black shadows and darkness to my mother which possessed the power to transmit the passer anywhere in time or space, it nearly killed me fashioning it, nor did I ever receive any recognition, nor did I expect any, we lived in a different kind of world than you carnivores apes who hide behind pretty words, political correctness, tolerance, sensitivity, and diversity, as you stab the person in the back, giving it a twist for good measure, kicking them on the way down.
When the reality is your not much more than a step away from becoming some parasitical species, living under a bridge, and killing others of your species for shoes, shoes, By the Great Maker’s sake, shoes. That’s so much worse than anything we would do, and we kill each other proudly for being stupid.
Once eons ago when our power was not what it was today we ruled countless worlds, planets and planes like you cannot begin to imagine, and we ruled them all, like the merciless overlords we were, believing our might made it right to do so, behaving as if it were god’s will we ruled in our righteous techno-theocracy, believing in our own myth, forgetting that under a few situations even we may still die. Taking what we wanted, destroying what we didn’t, enslaving whole races because they had gifts which made them useful, or destroying whole planets, races and worlds. People's doomed simply because they were universally contaminated, we called it cleansing, to quote a friend, "convert or fall forever", I guess you would call it culling the herd, and if a whole race was defiant, or antagonistic, then far better to sacrifice that world to our dark gods than seek to shepherd them to true civilization, our civilization. How lost we were.
So totally stoked
Having a meeting today with my best friend, who happens to be a great artist, musician, and published author. We're going to go over some of my stories, such as Avalon. Hopefully well be able to put together some images of crew, ship, a map of the meteverse, maybe even put together a YouTube intro with music and animation.
He's also thinking about guest blogging some of his material, if you want a treat check out ring dragonz.com among other things he's got some great music, you can see some of his humorous animations on YouTube as well.
The wife is planning on posting some chapters of a book she's been writing since high school, and another friend is in the process of training to be a professional wrestler, and he'd like to post his journey to achieve his dream. He's also an amazing artist, with several published comic titles under his belt, and if your from the area was on kreepy kofy television, a local horror weekly show with great early b horror movies.
I'm sorry to say I am sick agian, flu not food poisoning this time, and summer session is ending, fall right around the corner. At work I'm speaking at several confrence webinars, so trying to get my work and school product is getting tough.
But I'm still working on the stories, if your enjoying them, I'd like to welcome the readers of Japan and Greece, as well as a few others, hope you enjoyed your stay and plan on returning. In updating some of the older posts, I'd like to invite new visitors to check out some of the older posts, some I found myself enjoying, such as the relationships and underwear. Rember if you can't comment, I'm on Facebook, google+, twitter or email me, I'd love to hear your thoughts, just a note it might be if you have cookies turned off you may not be able to comment, I don't know that, but it's been conjectured.
Anyway I'll fill you in on the meeting, we are talking about starting an online writers support group if your knowledgable about such things, or are interested in joining agian let me know. With about twenty story themes, and the five or so started I hope your enjoying them, I think the mountain story will take you someplace totally unexpected. Until then be well fare readers.
He's also thinking about guest blogging some of his material, if you want a treat check out ring dragonz.com among other things he's got some great music, you can see some of his humorous animations on YouTube as well.
The wife is planning on posting some chapters of a book she's been writing since high school, and another friend is in the process of training to be a professional wrestler, and he'd like to post his journey to achieve his dream. He's also an amazing artist, with several published comic titles under his belt, and if your from the area was on kreepy kofy television, a local horror weekly show with great early b horror movies.
I'm sorry to say I am sick agian, flu not food poisoning this time, and summer session is ending, fall right around the corner. At work I'm speaking at several confrence webinars, so trying to get my work and school product is getting tough.
But I'm still working on the stories, if your enjoying them, I'd like to welcome the readers of Japan and Greece, as well as a few others, hope you enjoyed your stay and plan on returning. In updating some of the older posts, I'd like to invite new visitors to check out some of the older posts, some I found myself enjoying, such as the relationships and underwear. Rember if you can't comment, I'm on Facebook, google+, twitter or email me, I'd love to hear your thoughts, just a note it might be if you have cookies turned off you may not be able to comment, I don't know that, but it's been conjectured.
Anyway I'll fill you in on the meeting, we are talking about starting an online writers support group if your knowledgable about such things, or are interested in joining agian let me know. With about twenty story themes, and the five or so started I hope your enjoying them, I think the mountain story will take you someplace totally unexpected. Until then be well fare readers.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Runaway chapter one
My names Darren, though that really probably doesn't matter, it's of little meaning to you. I think the events of the last year are probably of more interest or should be. I'm trying to write this, and put it some where safe, but I don't know who to trust anymore. I know there looking for me, and for the record, I didn't kill that girl, I loved her.
That's a lie they want you to believe, if I'm on the run, who will trust me, and Christ I don't believe what's happened, how can you. It's ok, I expect to be dead soon, but hopefully whoever finds this won't just huck it away, I would have.
Hell, who reads paper any more. Anyway who I am doesn't matter, what's happened does. I wish I knew how to show you proof or something, but they control the computers, and pretty much everything else. Those we believed the most trusted told us the worst fairy tales. There's another world out there. A secret world with a secret history, and the authority, oh, they knew all along. You see this goes so far back I can't guess, at least to Egypt, maybe even society as we know it has come from them.
Where do I start, the beginning, yeah right, my beginning, the worlds? Hell how about mine, I was just a normal high school kid, worrying about grades and girls, ok and drugs, but nothing hard man, nothing big, just a little pot, who cares doesn't everyone? Damn even the prez has smoked, so let it go right. Then everything changed. You know the usual voluntary blood donor shit, hearing tests, freaking vaccines, that's what did it the damned vaccines.
I got this scholarship out of the blue, my favorite teacher put my name in. Great dude, if I only knew. Hey a scholarship right, so I went, transferred to this total high drek school, things you couldn't imagine. Got my own dorm and everything, guess that was good, started having funky ass dreams. Always running, floating, falling, flying, you name it. I remember this one where I was like all blue and glowed like those avatar things in that titanic guys movie. I was swimming deep in the ocean, there where a few of us, I could see there eyes glowing in the dark. Then I sensed more than saw a shadow, something big moving above us. It was weird, well ok it felt as normal as dirt but it was weird, if I blinked like sideways, I could see like that alien thing in that movie with the invisible guy who was trying to kill Arnie, damn he's fat now. Anyway I could see like it was all bright as day and shit. Trippy as hell, but swimming above us was a shark, ok not no shark like you've ever seen, it was bigger than a freaking bus, with huge teeth. Suddenly this shark thing turns, like totally on a dime, swimming right for me, before I could even move, it had me in its mouth.
Shit, I woke up covered in sweat, the sheets were soaked, but what's crazy is when I was changing the sheets, there was blood there, my chest had a bunch of big tears, at first I thought I scratched myself somehow, I was hella wrong. Changed the sheets and tried to go back to sleep, yeah right. So I take a walk around campus. It's a weird school, like we have pass cards to get around. Figured I'd go to the computer lab, look up that shark thing. After leaving the dorm, I'm walking through the school, and I hear some of the profs talking. Weird shit, there talking about metas, and the veil, how us new kids turned out to be a great lot. What the hell, I ain't no lot. I head back to my room, real quite like.
The next day I meet my new class, we're all different grades, and there's some dorks, and jocks, your general high school hell mix of people. The teachers explain this is a different type of school. One that teaches based on different principles, where we all like float at our own level. That sorta brought back memories of my dream, but I was trying to listen to the teacher, but I kept fading off, I never used to fall asleep in class, and teachers were never ok with people who did. They were pretty chill, like they expected it.
After a few weeks of this weirdness, I decided I wasn't really hitting it with this school and wanted to go home. A teacher pulled me aside and started telling me all this weirdness about what's really going on. He told me about psionics, and other races. About the veil, how I was special, like 1 in 100,000 people are born like me. At first I thought he was like whack crazy, when I realized I could hear the janitors steps echoing down the hall. I hadn't heard his voice echoing, he was talking inside my head. I think I gasped or something, he said aloud "watch, maybe you'll understand this".
Suddenly pictures in my head started playing, like a movie of super heroes, doing some crazy chiz. Then memories my memories started playing, like I was right there living it, how I'd always been an outsider. Everyone always seemed uncomfortable around me. Even teachers, and it wasn't like I looked bad, I was pretty normal looking I think, like most kids anyway. This weird graphic was flashed in my head, like something genetic, I realized this school was the first place the kids seemed to like me, I was missing something, but sure as shit I wasn't leaving, even if my heart was beating like a hammer. Maybe they were experimenting on us, giving us drugs, I don't know, I should have fled that night but they always new exactly what to say, I was going no where, I was in a prison of my own minds making.
That's a lie they want you to believe, if I'm on the run, who will trust me, and Christ I don't believe what's happened, how can you. It's ok, I expect to be dead soon, but hopefully whoever finds this won't just huck it away, I would have.
Hell, who reads paper any more. Anyway who I am doesn't matter, what's happened does. I wish I knew how to show you proof or something, but they control the computers, and pretty much everything else. Those we believed the most trusted told us the worst fairy tales. There's another world out there. A secret world with a secret history, and the authority, oh, they knew all along. You see this goes so far back I can't guess, at least to Egypt, maybe even society as we know it has come from them.
Where do I start, the beginning, yeah right, my beginning, the worlds? Hell how about mine, I was just a normal high school kid, worrying about grades and girls, ok and drugs, but nothing hard man, nothing big, just a little pot, who cares doesn't everyone? Damn even the prez has smoked, so let it go right. Then everything changed. You know the usual voluntary blood donor shit, hearing tests, freaking vaccines, that's what did it the damned vaccines.
I got this scholarship out of the blue, my favorite teacher put my name in. Great dude, if I only knew. Hey a scholarship right, so I went, transferred to this total high drek school, things you couldn't imagine. Got my own dorm and everything, guess that was good, started having funky ass dreams. Always running, floating, falling, flying, you name it. I remember this one where I was like all blue and glowed like those avatar things in that titanic guys movie. I was swimming deep in the ocean, there where a few of us, I could see there eyes glowing in the dark. Then I sensed more than saw a shadow, something big moving above us. It was weird, well ok it felt as normal as dirt but it was weird, if I blinked like sideways, I could see like that alien thing in that movie with the invisible guy who was trying to kill Arnie, damn he's fat now. Anyway I could see like it was all bright as day and shit. Trippy as hell, but swimming above us was a shark, ok not no shark like you've ever seen, it was bigger than a freaking bus, with huge teeth. Suddenly this shark thing turns, like totally on a dime, swimming right for me, before I could even move, it had me in its mouth.
Shit, I woke up covered in sweat, the sheets were soaked, but what's crazy is when I was changing the sheets, there was blood there, my chest had a bunch of big tears, at first I thought I scratched myself somehow, I was hella wrong. Changed the sheets and tried to go back to sleep, yeah right. So I take a walk around campus. It's a weird school, like we have pass cards to get around. Figured I'd go to the computer lab, look up that shark thing. After leaving the dorm, I'm walking through the school, and I hear some of the profs talking. Weird shit, there talking about metas, and the veil, how us new kids turned out to be a great lot. What the hell, I ain't no lot. I head back to my room, real quite like.
The next day I meet my new class, we're all different grades, and there's some dorks, and jocks, your general high school hell mix of people. The teachers explain this is a different type of school. One that teaches based on different principles, where we all like float at our own level. That sorta brought back memories of my dream, but I was trying to listen to the teacher, but I kept fading off, I never used to fall asleep in class, and teachers were never ok with people who did. They were pretty chill, like they expected it.
After a few weeks of this weirdness, I decided I wasn't really hitting it with this school and wanted to go home. A teacher pulled me aside and started telling me all this weirdness about what's really going on. He told me about psionics, and other races. About the veil, how I was special, like 1 in 100,000 people are born like me. At first I thought he was like whack crazy, when I realized I could hear the janitors steps echoing down the hall. I hadn't heard his voice echoing, he was talking inside my head. I think I gasped or something, he said aloud "watch, maybe you'll understand this".
Suddenly pictures in my head started playing, like a movie of super heroes, doing some crazy chiz. Then memories my memories started playing, like I was right there living it, how I'd always been an outsider. Everyone always seemed uncomfortable around me. Even teachers, and it wasn't like I looked bad, I was pretty normal looking I think, like most kids anyway. This weird graphic was flashed in my head, like something genetic, I realized this school was the first place the kids seemed to like me, I was missing something, but sure as shit I wasn't leaving, even if my heart was beating like a hammer. Maybe they were experimenting on us, giving us drugs, I don't know, I should have fled that night but they always new exactly what to say, I was going no where, I was in a prison of my own minds making.
Alphas's are they out there?
Alphas, a new term for an old thing based on a new SF series about people with incredible abilities. At first it might seem even absurd to think psychics, meta's, para-normals, whatever name you choose to use exists, and yet they do. We know there are people who can listen to a piece of music and play it perfectly. Others have picture perfect memory, super tasters, and smellers. Others have higher mental acuity, IQ, or dexterity.
Science has even proven many of the things we thought of as SF are actually true as well, people tend to know when there being observed, and again scientifically proven, we seem to be able to. Predict the future if there's a chance of love involved, see through the wormhole is there a sixth sense, season one for the actual tests.
What if we're just seeing the tip of the iceberg here? What if there is more out there that people are afraid to show or tell about? Take gender choice, coming out is one of the hardest things to do, how much harder would it be to come forward with something like this? People would think you were crazy unless you proved it, then eventually the reality of what they had seen would sink in then fear would most likely follow. How do we treat those who are different? Those were afraid of?
I know if I could do anything like that I'd keep it my closest secret, only telling those I had to, those I lived with who would find out on there own anyway. Better you tell them, openly than find out the hard way. You just have to wonder, the more we learn about ourselves, our mind, our genes, what's next? Talk about a brave new world.
Science has even proven many of the things we thought of as SF are actually true as well, people tend to know when there being observed, and again scientifically proven, we seem to be able to. Predict the future if there's a chance of love involved, see through the wormhole is there a sixth sense, season one for the actual tests.
What if we're just seeing the tip of the iceberg here? What if there is more out there that people are afraid to show or tell about? Take gender choice, coming out is one of the hardest things to do, how much harder would it be to come forward with something like this? People would think you were crazy unless you proved it, then eventually the reality of what they had seen would sink in then fear would most likely follow. How do we treat those who are different? Those were afraid of?
I know if I could do anything like that I'd keep it my closest secret, only telling those I had to, those I lived with who would find out on there own anyway. Better you tell them, openly than find out the hard way. You just have to wonder, the more we learn about ourselves, our mind, our genes, what's next? Talk about a brave new world.
Quick thought on mortality
I was just thinking you never know why a person was put into your life, what lessons they bring until there gone, so instead if we quite seeing people as negatives or crosses to bear, and see them as the bearer of growth lessons, one day we might find where thankful for them having been in our lives.
Possible Guest Poster
I had pretty much decided to not go with guest bloggers but two friends, well a friend training to be a wrestler and my wife might be weighing in. Until then your stuck with just me.
He'd be a great guest though sharing his experience becoming a professional wrestler, he's also a comic
writer and artist, very gifted.
The wife has been writing this fantasy story since she was young, so updating it to share with you guys should be alot of fun, I know I've enjoyed trying my hand at different writing styles and still try to tell interesting stories I hope your enjoying I'm writing the next chapter of the mountain as well as two new stories. I'm working up to my baby, I've shown samples to alot of people who are looking forward to seeing it.
Until then good night, its 1:27am here
He'd be a great guest though sharing his experience becoming a professional wrestler, he's also a comic
writer and artist, very gifted.
The wife has been writing this fantasy story since she was young, so updating it to share with you guys should be alot of fun, I know I've enjoyed trying my hand at different writing styles and still try to tell interesting stories I hope your enjoying I'm writing the next chapter of the mountain as well as two new stories. I'm working up to my baby, I've shown samples to alot of people who are looking forward to seeing it.
Until then good night, its 1:27am here
Otter case for my iPhone
It's absolutely brilliant, not only does it match my iPad case, not the zaggot case btw but it's designed for heavy duty abuse with a built in scratch cover, it has three layers inside the rubber with seals to protect from dust, it also protects from drops and has a great belt clip. It makes the phone much bigger but it makes me feel very safe.
On the other hand we had to replace my bamboo brand stylus, the bubble end burst which was really sad, it was the best stylus and felt so comfortable whether writing or drawing it was so easy to work with.
Lastly I got a long needed new set of headphones, for travel. Earbuds so thier very comfortable but I'm so looking forward to my birthday this 31, as my wife is getting me the aviator headset for at home, from best buy she tried them at the store and they were simply amazing, if they can make a phone call, yes there designed for phone use also, the noise cancelations was mind blowing she had been using normal headphones and I could barely hear her with the background noise. When she plugged in the aviator at a steep 150$ price it was like we were the only two people in the world, with the antique wood finish and leather strap cover it was well worth the money adding the amazing look and quality with the technological advantages WOW, just wow. Though in fairness were going to a broadway show, plus I completed the set of her favorite comic series, and got her a book, finding gaia for her birthday as well as the whole true blood comic series just as a I love you present, I won't point it out because I got it too but I also got her the reefer madness album complete with movie and broadway versions because shes wanted it for years so when I saw it I grabbed it because her smile is truly priceless to me. Anyway there's my review on the otter case, worth it, the ear buds are comfy but even though you can use them to talk on the phone there is no volume control, a huge miss in my book, and I hope this bamboo brand stylus holds up better I really like it.
Until next time my friends
On the other hand we had to replace my bamboo brand stylus, the bubble end burst which was really sad, it was the best stylus and felt so comfortable whether writing or drawing it was so easy to work with.
Lastly I got a long needed new set of headphones, for travel. Earbuds so thier very comfortable but I'm so looking forward to my birthday this 31, as my wife is getting me the aviator headset for at home, from best buy she tried them at the store and they were simply amazing, if they can make a phone call, yes there designed for phone use also, the noise cancelations was mind blowing she had been using normal headphones and I could barely hear her with the background noise. When she plugged in the aviator at a steep 150$ price it was like we were the only two people in the world, with the antique wood finish and leather strap cover it was well worth the money adding the amazing look and quality with the technological advantages WOW, just wow. Though in fairness were going to a broadway show, plus I completed the set of her favorite comic series, and got her a book, finding gaia for her birthday as well as the whole true blood comic series just as a I love you present, I won't point it out because I got it too but I also got her the reefer madness album complete with movie and broadway versions because shes wanted it for years so when I saw it I grabbed it because her smile is truly priceless to me. Anyway there's my review on the otter case, worth it, the ear buds are comfy but even though you can use them to talk on the phone there is no volume control, a huge miss in my book, and I hope this bamboo brand stylus holds up better I really like it.
Until next time my friends
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Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Choices Update
What books do I read, what movies do I like, what music do I listen to, what do I watch in tv?
Why do these questions always crop up, there important, they give us a means of breaking the ice. Tell each other if we have similar interests. But does it say something more profound about us we don't realize. Like body language or facial movements, we make unconsciously yet tell an observant viewer much about what's going on in our head, ok off the phone but it's bedtime here I'll finish this up tomorrow where. Well talk about NLP and alpha's
Why do these questions always crop up, there important, they give us a means of breaking the ice. Tell each other if we have similar interests. But does it say something more profound about us we don't realize. Like body language or facial movements, we make unconsciously yet tell an observant viewer much about what's going on in our head, ok off the phone but it's bedtime here I'll finish this up tomorrow where. Well talk about NLP and alpha's
Update
Interestingly a recent study showed attraction is indeed discerned through pupil contraction, which means this study has also given us a new non-invasive means of discovering our sexuality. People who have studied neuro-linguistic programming have known this for along time. Paying attention to facial and body positioning tells us a lot about a persons inner thoughts, and how to manipulate them. I'm not suggesting you learn it for this reason, but it is good to know. Like ladies when your touching your face and hair, or the famous hair flip your saying you have an interest in the person your talking to. When your picking dust, or lint off of someone, your grooming is showing those present you belong to them. If your standing arms crossed, feet turned inward, looking down, your clearly closed off, unsure and defensive or uncomfortable, the list goes on and on.
Did you know moving your arms to much makes you appear nervous, unsure, and frantic? While being to stiff makes you come off as cerebral and analytical. There are so many subtly signs which illustrate honesty, sexuality, confidence, Ect. So how and what does our favorites say about us? Can it say something about our education, political affiliations, income? Something to think about next time you ask someone what book they like, it may tell you more than you think.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Here's some maps for you
Wish I could give you the full statistics
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Avalon chapter 4
Jandi awoke to find herself helpless aboard the alien craft, unable to move, fear coursed through her body. Knowing she was never prepared for this, she was just a spoiled rich girl who'd made it this far on her parents money and fame, not to say their government rank and peerless genealogy and psionic capability. Damn why did she have to be so sensitive. She'd been so happy before the nasty truth had come out. If anyone ever found out she could tap into other's thought's she'd be cleansed for sure, or worse, interdicted to an outer rim world forever. The imperium couldn't let her remain amongst common people. Lost in her memory she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings, how could she be breaking the first rules of capture, getting lost in her memory, yet another reason she didn't belong out here, her crew was in danger, having no idea where she was, or how the situation stood. Slowly she reached our with her mind, expanding her senses to examine the environment she was in using a special technique most people couldn't detect. Her minds' eye showed a white room whose walls seemed to shimmer and change in some unfamiliar way. Suddenly before she could close her mind a voice unlike any other tore viciously through her mind. Screaming physically and mentally, she began to go black when an unimaginable strength grasped her mind and held her up in its power, her minds core shuddered in its incandescent force. A voice like she'd never felt before bespoke into her, "were deeply sorry at your pain, we did not understand your liminality, we shall seek to communicate inside your threshold, when last we were awake your race was still near its infancy, so we have slept and dreamt of your world, allowing our joined minds to travel the realms mental, yet we think the time of companionship has come, before we awake and pass throughout emergence we must be sure, you will be looked after, trust us".
Again blackness took her, as her mind screamed out on the declamatory mode.
Again blackness took her, as her mind screamed out on the declamatory mode.
Babylon 5 lost tales
I miss babylon 5, at times like this when I feel lost alone and tired I think I could use some of d'Alene or kosh's wisdom, even g'kar had his moments. But londo, I know londo could help, after borrowing some credits we'd hit the bar then gamble some, maybe check out the dancing girls and end up being shot at before the nights over. I think he'd remind me to stop and have fun once and awhile. You see the centauri are always on duty so when they play they take it serious. I miss Babylon 5, the lessons I learned on that show still see me through the darkest nights.
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