Just a little poetry. Call it what you want. Title suggestions???

I find solace in myself amidst the war outside… My troubles are close and my dreams await in peace outside of my grasp…

Solitude and confinement eases the mind and tempts the heart

Jovial accords instill ignorance to my reality

Live in the moment or die in the abyss, two halves of a circle twisted

Infinity now, live in the abyss and die in the moment

That’s more like it, that’s more like it, now it makes sense

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AmpedfortheSummer

I usually put a picture… I don’t know what happened why right now a picture isn’t needed. Well hello my followers, passerbyers and WordPress audience! The summer is upon us and I have some news! First off, I am having another son! Yay! He is due in about a month and he will come out when he feels like it!😂😂😂 His name? Myself and the misses are still pondering on it, but I’m sure we will come up with something. So far the baby is healthy and he will be a great addition to our growing family. My one year old needs a playmate other than ourselves! Secondly, that would mean my wife will spend her summer in NY. Sadly, it would mean she will be away from me. She will get more help from her family than from me due to my work schedule. We don’t know anyone where we are that will help her here so? Going back home is the most logical thing for her where her and my parents can help her with time and my other son. I’m not too happy about it and neither is she; such is life. Sacrifices are made for what we want and what we strive for. That piece of news was too sad, so let’s attach some more news to this. The third newsflash would mean I would have idle hands except that I won’t. I am planning to use the time to do a number of things. I am nearing towards the publishing stages of my first novel, so I need to do some research on that process. It is currently being edited and it is almost finished! Yay me! I get to pour some time into my fashion novel which is almost finished as well! After that I will take a week or two to edit my novella, then start and possibly finish my other novel, named White Sea (Unofficial title). So my hands will be full between that and work and visiting my family on the weekends (I forgot about that little tidbit). I hope I can get this accomplished this year. It’s been a rocky journey and even rockier life. I hope to accomplish my dreams. Other than that, I will keep the community updated, thanks for your eyes and your time, until the next post!

Universe: Gravitas

“So, you want us to still keep him here? After he killed nine more of children?” The councilman flicked through the photos of the children bathed in blood in their space attire. He wasn’t angry, for he too was considered a human who has forgotten the trivialities of emotion. Yes that carnal or animalistic phenomena; why would it be called that, phenomena? The council members on the space colony looked on in quiescence.

Somewhere on the sun, one of them spoke,”remember that time we removed peoples brains for science?”

“Of course, we now remove the human component socially. Who knew that we clouded our minds with needless things like politics and fun. I could roll my eyes right now if they were here.”

“All the more reason why we were chosen by chaos and anomaly. We were able to keep being human despite the caveats that were present. They practically went crazy and died on their own accord.”

“Ha, you speak as if we did something great. All we did was become more greedy as we have always been, never willing to make sacrifices, but takes sacrifices nonetheless. Yeah, sure they gave up their emotions for increased brain power and technology, some may say they surpassed robots. They don’t even need upgrades or artificial life altering trinkets to keep the heart ticking…”

“How long did Alfus last say they could live for?”

“175 years as of 60 years ago or so…”

“Yes, average being 140.977482957820”

“And we live forever, cursed for wanting it all. Them, blessed for casting away the things that made us once selfish. They are smarter.”

Back on the spaceship, they being the powers that be, they, the order that had fluidity and dreamt of having one mind, their security happened to be those that had the powers of what they had called ethereal. The weren’t totally immune to Alfus oddity of power, where he could control weaker minds and kill with the blink of his eye. They could only bear it exuding minuscule twitches here and there. As Alfus was escorted towards the pod destined for Earth, he never fought back like he usually did. It was boring and creepy to him. No matter how much pain he inflicted they never groaned, cried or shed a splint of emotional intelligence. It frankly grossed him out to know they were still bled and broke like he did.

As he thought this, he was placed in the all glass pod, he then realized it. “Well shit.”

The persons on the sun heard the realization. “Aww. This is surreal, maybe we are better.”

“Alfus is heading to earth. Shall we meet him? Ride the solar flare we will. The last bit of pain we will endure, we must rectify our species.”

On earth Alfus landed on the shattered planet that managed to keep itself green. Its atmosphere kept itself intact after a mini-supernova beamed itself through the earths core. Somewhere around to what earth’s inhabitants called itself in a state of nirvana or golden age that happened. Alfus landed in the shattered area and found the anti-thesis to himself. The leader of the intellectually inclined dead carcasses that dared to call themselves humans. Gender wasn’t a thing so from his perspective, he heard “it” spoke, “so how shall we mutilate each other this century?”

Alfus responded, “this time let us get physical.” His eyes grew intensely blue like a sapphire and he lunged forward with his fist cocked back towards “it”.

Universe: Heated Prison

“I hate Alfus. I hate Alfus. I hate Alfus. I hate…”

“Are you prepared to die?”

The sun was so hot that when the man turned his head, it looked as if his neck shrunk a little with ruffles of his skin melting. It was painful enough to talk, but to move was a pain he never wanted to experience again. He groaned, irritably, “You made me move. I didn’t want to feel that pain for another lifetime…” he saw the others, the seven others sitting amongst him also experiencing the ripping and melding of their bodies of their cells by the nuclear fusion and fission.

Once in awhile they would have to move, lest they sunk into the sun. They were able to walk on the surface, their bodies able to “chill” the surface; their skin ripped from their feet or which ever body part touched serving as a platform. They steadily rocked back and forth in silence, except the one who called out their leaders name repeatedly Alfus.

“He put us here. And he blocked us out mentally. He doesn’t give a damn.”

Meanwhile back on the station, there he was, Alfus the name they once collectively called from the sun, locked in a slumber behind the “glass” of his prison. The vent above constantly breathing out a sleep toxin, and him inhaling its poison. Once it stopped, the ppm dropped ever slow slightly and he was instantly awoken. He hopped up and once again, he was tasked with continuing the learning process.

“Where did we leave off? Yes. That’s right… 2137…” he was about to continue once he cut short, hoping to find a reason to continue what he has done for multiple generations of children who passed through here. Today he was to try something new. He clasped his hand with great intention so much so, a sound wave emanated pass the glass throughout the space station whose size was larger than what they considered a class 4 asteroid. Then he listened. The observers weren’t in the room, he already knew their heartbeats. They weren’t there. They were downstairs on break.

The children tried to comprehend why he’d clapped so hard, why he was now meditating. “Sir, schedule dictates you feed us the lesson. If you will not, I was instructed to tell…”

“Tell you what? I’m about to teach you one of my special lessons.” He paced back and forth, “haven’t you wondered, why they keep me in here?”

“You are a dangerous war criminal.”

“You have ethereal anomalies allowing you to do extraordinary actions.”

“We want your blood.”

“Cryptic isn’t it. Yet you want to live in peace? What was the last war you’ve hand since my time?” He stopped and looked around the room. He methodically clapped really loudly once more. Then listening. ” You all,” he scanned the room. The kids still as robotic as ever. Except one. The one he caught in his peripherals, he honed in on the sound of his heart. ” Don’t you think it’d be easier for me to live in peace? Then you all could live in peace? You know your history. I exiled my team for peace and yet in the thick of the night, BAMM!!!!” He slapped his hand on the glass, and a loud noise shot forward towards the children who didn’t even flinch except the one. And it was then he got scared. Scared enough for himself to be taken over by Alfus.

He got up.

The kids turned and watched him as if they were sentry’s. “Why have you stood HR-201?”

He turned around and walked away.

“What are you doing HR-201?” Another female child said.

He got to the door and locked the room with a push of a button and dropped dead.

It took awhile, but some of the children started to stare with something retro in their eyes. Half of the group were trapped in a stasis of emotion. The other half stayed fixated on Alfus. When they, the children who watched HR-201 break protocol, essentially making them realizing only the ignorance of him locking them in, they turned to Alfus who with a devilish smile, flared his eyes with a bright fluorescent light. They in a moment of mere attosecond, dropped to the floor only after their heads exploded. They blood splatter spread throughout the room and the children who were still alive remained calm. The alarm sounded. Resonating throughout the secret compartment of the space station. Men in white walked in horrified with their shades on.

“You sick fuck!!!” One screamed.

The others remained truly emotionless.

Alfus, sat down on the floor still blissfully smiling. ” I’m sorry if you didn’t already master this. Controlling death itself is evil enough, but children? Free will? You will all die if you don’t stop. I give you all 1 year from today to think about this.”

Back on the sun, they all stood in alliance. “He is ready.”

Happy New Years.

This is one of those moments where when you come back after a 2 month hiatus, you have to decide whether to reset your post counter to one or continue to 47… So in the spirit of the New Year for 2017, we will just make this a New Years post and the next will be post 1. Hello my followers, passerbyers and wordpress! I hope all is well while I was gone and I hope to gain more followers in this year! My book is fast approaching, as I have a way clearer path in front of me regarding that, I am doing well personally for now, just plain ole working hard. Sacrifices and blessings is what I will call it and if you choose to call it anything else feel free as long as it is congruent with what I mean haha. I hope you all are doing well and blogging! I am currently in uniform and on break from duty, so I am limited… but. We. Will. Be. More active from now on! Once I get settled in! I will be in Mississippi for awhile so hopefully I can get some pictures and what not. Oh and a lot of work done on my second novel whilst editing my first. It shouldn’t conflict with study time. Thanks to those who follow me and still read my posts and thanks to those who read all the same. Boo to no one. It’s been a rollercoaster of a 2 months but, I will divulge more info sometime this week. Hopefully I do not change the nature of my blog too much! Happy New Years All! Woo 2017!

40. A number, age and an abstract Pt. 1

So, to start off, I say hello to all. (A short  greeting) I use this title to play upon the last conversation’s segway into perception, using the title of course to do a little blending. So 40. A number, age or an abstract. Perception is one of the most powerful tools in a perons or group arsenal of social or even anti-social methods. Within every human being’s method of thought, perception is one of the most key component. Perception is able to create “right” or “wrong” instances even though fact, concrete evidence or plain simple logic dictates other wise. And even within sound logic, a person’s perception can be manipulated by the one with the more robust tone of thought through a simple avenue called speech (best example: Politicians). While perception is the most dangerous when you used improperly (For harm), it is also so very revolutionary in terms of our technology, food, economy and of course negotiations on a micro and macro level. Every piece of technology built on this earth, was based on the way an inventor perceived things; every war was stopped due to perception as well as every dish was prepared (yum). Amongst the plethora actions perception has shaped our world we must of course perceive what perception is. A more firm  and physical definition would describe it as the way we see, feel, touch, taste and hear our environment. And now the more complicated abstract definition; the way we identify with our world through understanding. So what is the argument that perception is dangerous? Through a physical means, perception or awareness is very limited in scope but yet differs greatly from person to person due to physical differences found between people. One thing is very certain 99% of the time. If we were to take 3 people from all over the world. Hot is hot, cold is cold, pain is pain, danger is danger, water is water, food is food and of course so on. In a biological sense as well, there is a innate reproductive sense between male and female if we were to make them opposite sexes. The physical side of perception allows for a cohesive unit of thought through sense between two people or more based on physiological similarities. Let us remember, perception is the way we identify with the world using our senses, we are merely on the physical aspect. The same way water can hydrate or drown a person is the same with all people and in some cases animals too. Like wise with high temperature.How we react to these physical stimuli creates a need. The mental aspect of perception allows for the materialization of a counter force to combat or make certain stimuli advantageous in a physical or abstract sense; this is where perception begins to show its true power.

38th stories the fall

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Well, hello again my followers, passerbyers and WordPress community! This is the 38th post and I have accomplished much this month. I think the months are progressively getting a tad bit better and better. (Lets keep at it!) I wish to tell you before I hit my impending doom with the floor that I will free write a story for my next seven posts. They will be short and sweet maybe. We will see what the mood brings and what my imagination can conjure up aside from my oh so AWESOME NOVELS. Really they are awesome. None released but soon. I plan on working on a short story this July called “White Sea” which will be for free on Amazon (if I can do that), if not then 99 cents I suppose. It is an interesting book that was once a novel but not a series of short stories maybe 5, so you guys can talk about how you hate my writing or simply adore the way I put together multi-facetious elements in prose. For now, I am getting 2 novels done this year, one is near completion, “The Lawyer in the Sand” I am just awaiting the editor to start next week and throughout the month I will be working on the awe inspiring “A Designer’s Obsession: Debút” which will be finished and release for the end of Fall into winter. If I can get my other one done, I will push it to Spring. So. With that said www.facebook.com/omnibuswriting is where you can find the most up-to-date updates. Second being here. Third being my instagram. Fourth being my twitter (doing a horrible job and twittering). So no excuses saying you didn’t know about this awesome guy with an awesome talent writing awesome works! I am still free falling in writing. I think I am doing great. I cheated a little bit with the link and some backspacing. Let’s see some other behind the scenes stuff that my followers will have the pleasure of knowing! I plan on linking this blog to my website, how it will happen, haven’t played around with it yet but it will happen! I am working on my website! Just as soon as my talented artist finishes with it it will be up! A nice trial run, I will publish it for about a day have some people look around test some links and maybe by August first it will be up and running, we will see! Other than that, I am working on another cover maybe pushing it back we will see. A lot of “we will see” but, I do promise I am hard at work not hardly working. I am still soaking up a lot of knowledge and trying to avoid mistakes that I have made. Sort of going with the wind suspended in the air trying to make a plane in turbulence. It is hard and rough but, it is my choice and I am happy with that. I do have a lot of perosnal things going on in my life though that I am stressed about but, I see some convergence and silver lining in the distance. I want to be at the silver lining so I guess that’s why I am stressing. Enough with that! Get to know me! I will promise to keep up with the blogging. I aim to connect with all my followers and soon to be fans. Enjoy guys take care and please don’t be scared to drop a comment or question!