Poetry

I feel safer posting this here rather than on the Writers Forum, Jaleh keeps saying I should put it up somewhere so here it is. This poem was written based on events of a character of mine in a LARP, I had decided a few months prior to stop playing the character and was later convinced to bring him back into game so had to come up with a good reason, hence the poem.

The character had jumped into a portal leading to a Chaos plane and was rescued by an unlikely source. The italicized parts are supposed to be like a voice whispering int he back of your mind.

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Alone

Rivers awash in scarlet hues
The sun is setting
And in my mind I am alone

The shifting portal beckons me
In my mind I am alone
I take a breath, let's go and see

What terrors now attack
While in my mind I am alone
The battle begins I can not go back

Water and Earth I throw
For in my mind I am alone
Fire and Wind force them to slow

I seek a doorway, a portal home
For in my mind I am alone
AHH!!! There it is the precious tome.

It holds the key to my friend
For in my mind I am alone
The beast is there and seeks to end

My sacred quest, my one true goal
To keep me in my mind alone
Its claws are sharp, its eyes like coal

I will in glory laden be
If not in my mind alone
If conquer I this thing before me

My spells all fail, my daggers break
truly in my mind alone
And in my boots do I begin to quake

An almost endless eternity
To be in my mind alone
Was I tortured by that twisted sea

And then to my wonder
Maybe not in my mind alone
Something my bonds do sunder

One left behind safe and sound
I thought I was in my mind alone
Has come and brought me safe to ground

Escorted by one I thought
In my grieving mind alone
His freedom I was to have bought

They share a smile and fading away
While in my mind I grieve alone
But as they go I hear them say

"Your duties done for a time"
While in my mind I cry alone
"Remember happiness is not a crime"

I will my friends see again one day
And not in my mind remain alone
When need I here no longer stay

My story done, for a time
In my mind I am not alone
I pray to thee to remember my crime

Remain not in your mind alone
I realize now what I should have known
There are always friends to bring you home

hmmmm

Saw this trolling a message board today and dang it makes you think:

Originally Posted by Lumie
I've been wondering if Satan is the evil brother of Osiris known as Set who kills Osiris in order to usurp the throne who Horus then ends up killing. And since Horus is also Jesus, this would make a lot of sense with the whole connection between Satan and Jesus and his ability to undo the work of the devil.

Dominico Industries Story

I hate my brain at times. I got a plot bunny nibbling at the edges of my brain right now and the only way to get rid of it is to post a bit of it on here. The following is an advertisement found by the main character of the story.
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DOMINICO INDUSTRIES
Do you want to help take over the world?
Legally?
We are being very serious!
Tired of your everyday 9-5 job?
Dominico Industries is now seeking applicants for a variety of positions

We Offer:
Competitive Pay
Paid Training
Company Paid Health and Dental Insurance
Paid Vacation
Opportunities for Advancement

Be a part of the drive to create a better world!
Apply in person at your local Dominico Recruitment Office or online at our company website.

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This little gem came about from reading the evil overlord list at eviloverlord.com

I am hoping to go somewhere with this but its low down on the list of stories I have to write.

Book Recommendation

Occasionally, on message boards people ask me for information on sword fighting history and techniques. While it is hard to write the moves and techniques down, the history of it is not.

A few years ago my folks got me By the Sword by Richard Cohen

I highly recommend that everyone who wants to learn about the history of Fencing and Sword fighting should read this book.

ISBN 037550417-6
copyright 2002 by Narrative Tension

If you want to learn the moves and techniques, I recommend talking to your local University fencing instructor (if they have one) and see what they can tell you. Hopefully I will be able to locate in the various boxes of our library the manual I got when I took fencing in college and will be able to post it on here for your perusal. Also your local Society for Creative Anachronism (SCA) chapter is a good place to get factual and useful information on historical fighting and not sport/competition fighting.

I can also probably be talked into trying to put some basic fencing instruction into writing although I am rusty if you need it and am more than willing to review fight scenes for plausibility. My rates are cheap: cookies and Mt.Dew :P

Whoever said ancient sports were wimpy

lego epicness

Co-op writing

The wife and I are co-writing a longish story. All in all not a bad thing, except someone that was supposed to be a good guy has suddenly become a bad guy who will be converted to a good guy. It makes the story flow a little better and introduces someone who is 'normal' compared to the rest of the cast to provide a sense of realism and balance into the mix. Of course, now the entire story parts I had already written are now worthless and I will need to rewrite the entire introduction and his motivation is completely different.

*sigh*

The first post

This is your warning, the only one you get, that my mind is a strange confusing and utterly fucked up place that is not fit for small children, little animals or even myself at times.

This place is for my ramblings and screwed up thoughts and emotions about anything and everything that strikes my fancy. This blog is more than likely not something you will want to open at work and will not be updated with probably any regularity.

Aside from that welcome to my little corner of the infinite that is cyberspace! Pull up a stool and order a drink from the scantily clad bar maids and lets chat. (Hey my mind my rules)