Jon-o Gazdecki's journeys through space and time.

Super Smash Poetry: Donkey Kong

2009-12-29T01:21:00.000-08:00

Super Smash Poetry:
Donkey Kong

In dedication of Nintendo and their finest warriors featured in Super Smash Bros. Brawl, here is a collection of poems for each of the characters represented in this epic battle of the ages.Enjoy.

King of the Jungle (Donkey Kong)

Deep in the depths of the jungle,
There is a Gorilla seeking back his bundle,
A bundle of bananas dishonorably stolen,
Revenge in his heart gratefully swollen.

Deep in the ocean currents,
There is an obese croc named King K. Rool.
Rolling with his Kremling Krew too.
Gangplank Galleon is an invader to this Country.

Deep into this adventure through the ground and pound,
Barrels are tossed and goons are smashed,
With his son and family along, evil will fumble.
This is why they call him, King of the Jungle.

Nephew of the Jungle King (Diddy Kong)

Quick, Wall clinging,
And Cartwheel attacks.
Nephew of the Jungle King.

Red shirt, No Pants,
Peanut popper.
Nephew of the Jungle King.

Banana appeal,
Rocketbarrel Boost,
Rocketbarrel Barrage.
Nephew of the Jungle King.

Quest with Dixie,
Race through Timber Island,
Forget Conker & Banjo.
Nephew of the Jungle King.

Lovable, Furry, Magical monkey.
Nephew of the Jungle King

Super Smash Poetry: Super Mario Brothers

2009-12-29T01:03:00.000-08:00

Super Smash Poetry:

Super Mario Brothers

In dedication of Nintendo's finest warriors featured in Super Smash Bros. Brawl, here is a collection of poems for each of the characters represented in this epic battle of the ages.

Enjoy.

Mr. Mustache (Mario)

Mushrooms give him strength.
Jumping high, fireballs fly.
Ode to the Mustache.

The Pink Princess (Peach)

Damsel in distress!
Once a Toadstool, now a Peach,

She longs for the 'stache.

King Koopa (Bowser)

King of the Koopas,
Draconian turtle beast.
"Burn the 'stache alive!"

Dark side of the 'stache (Wario)

Fat creep, deadly farts
Big chomp, "Wah hah hah!" Awkward...

Dark side of the 'stache.

Egg Popper (Yoshi)

"Mmmmmmmmmm"
*Pop!*
Out comes an egg!

"Mmmmmmmmmm"
*Pop!*
Out comes another egg...

"Mmmmmmmmmm"
*Pop!*
Wait, aren't you a guy?

Green Thunder (Luigi)

Oh Luigi...
How must it be to walk in the shadow of one's brother?
Watching goombas destroy towns won't make you tougher.
Thus your acknowledgment of organics must prove to work at best,
As you use your fireballs to blaze when stressed.

What happened to The Green Thunder?
Moving into your mansion was such a blunder!
Magic comes from such a tall green clothed man,
For he will find you shrooms whenever he can.

Keep on trekking because we all know...
Your long legs can do so much more!
Throw away your lazy attitude show,
And the Mushroom Kingdom you shall explore.

The Alchemy Index: The Sky is Falling (Air)

2009-12-16T22:36:00.000-08:00

The Alchemy Index: Broken Lungs (Air)

2009-12-16T22:35:00.000-08:00

The Alchemy Index: Kings Upon the Main (Water)

2009-12-16T22:30:00.000-08:00

Namaste

2009-12-15T11:35:00.000-08:00

Namaste,
Songs flow from where the motherland is greater than Heaven,
Out emerges a cacophony of broken hearts and stories,
To honor their existence so they will not disappear.

Namaste,
The taste of the Himalayas,
Nine Jewels,
Five Elements,
They fill the soul and spirit,
To express the purpose of peace.

Namaste,
Though they roam in circles in the streets,
We give bread and water to their society.
When they go to give their last breath,
Will there be one to honor their life and death?

Namaste,
We bow to you,
For we are grateful of the blood
That carries the nutrients of this world.

Namaste,
That shrilling cry under the city moon,
The City of Fog's streets looms
With those finding a home.

Namaste,
Let there be a salutation to you,
For those who have lived a faithful life to choose.

Namaste.

(Dedicated to those who serve faithfully every Tuesday at Civic Center for Curry Without Worry to feed the homeless, thank you.)

November's calling

2009-12-15T11:25:00.000-08:00

They look from outside,
A world perceived through their eyes,
This light brings new life...

Life in a snow-globe,
As We are shaken by time,
Only if we knew...

A new perspective,
I feel it rise in my soul,
November's calling.

A Train Ries North

2009-12-15T11:24:00.000-08:00

A train rides north,
As it has done for centuries.
The train passes through cities,
And various farms and factories.

A train rides north,
There is a man,
Who wants to restart his life,
Wherever the tracks take him is his plan.

A train rides north,
A child in the park waves,
For he is unaware,
Of the misery his future saves.

A train rides north,
Through the window we look out.
We see a new view,
Of the world that is about.

A train rides north,
Through the mountain and trees,
Watching as the paintbrush moves,
Over its majestical pleasantries.

A train rides north,
Without it we are lost in the cold.
Take up your warm soul,
And your beautiful life behold!

A train rides north...

Sludge

2009-12-10T02:47:00.000-08:00

Sludge flows through the southern marshes.
Created by stagnant water collected from northern factories.
Alligators and wasps roam amongst the wetlands hands,
Feeding on any unsuspecting victims in the dark forest.

Sludge flows under waves and currents of the sea.
An oceanic buildup of decayed flesh and waste.
Inside the divingbell, we explore its mystery of weight.
Pressure builds up in us, crushing our brains into dust.

Sludge flows amongst the celestial stars.
Space junk circumferences on our distant planet a far.
In the absence of light, infinite mass compacts into a dark void,
For as the universe expands, once again it shall contract.

Sludge flows in the depths of the subterranean metropolis.
Chemicals, cigarettes, and false idols we toss below.
Beneath a beggar emerges above in search of food,
For he knows his death is near and shall return to the world.

Sludge flows as synaptic brain processes.
Trillions of neurons charge through our minds,
There exists no absoluteness of virtue, for we are all human,
Non-intentional entities that we cannot comprehend.

The explanation of Sludge we cannot define.

The Alchemy Index: The Whaler

2009-12-08T03:01:00.000-08:00

The Alchemy Index: Night Diving

2009-12-08T03:00:00.000-08:00

The Alchemy Index: Lost Continent

2009-12-08T02:59:00.000-08:00

Lost Continent

The Alchemy Index: Open Water

2009-12-08T02:55:00.000-08:00

A Series of Smash Bros. Poems

2009-12-03T13:16:00.000-08:00

In honor of Super Smash Bros. Brawl, I shall be creating a poem for each character, so I shall be posting some of those on this blog over the next month or so. So be prepared for some awesome journey through the wonderful world of Nintendo video games.

National Novemember Novel Writing Month

2009-11-30T13:28:00.000-08:00

For this year, I was awarded one of the winners for National Novel Writing Month (Nanowrimo) for submission of my recent novel "Mordecai".
Thanks for all of the support for helping me get this one done, and hopefully there shall be more many fun events like this in the future to come.

The Mountain Mashers present: Bisbink

2009-11-28T01:51:00.000-08:00

Check out the newest single from The Mountain Mashers - "Bisbink"
(Featured on The Weeping Weenis album: City Cat Pregnancy)

http://www.myspace.com/theweepingweenis

Indulge.

October Skies

2009-11-28T01:26:00.000-08:00

October Skies

I.

The sun rises, a new month has flourished,
Behold the equinox, October will call
From our summer skin, all we have nourished,
Now the days shorten and the dead leaves fall.
People come and go here in this city,
I have seen many things moving through time,
Colors change only described as pretty,
Now we reset the clock for a new chime.
Like the days, darkness will not come for me,
Like that leaf on the tree, I will not fall,
Like this vast city, I will shine brightly
Like the limits of time, I will not thrall.
Wondering alone, here I am to plot,
Trying to untie this tightly wound knot.

II.

Look to the skies and watch the angels soar,
Lost at sea, only land they dream about,
The city grows for many to adore,
A boat sails to shore to let the men out.
A man holds out a cup for any change,
My friend reaches out her hand to show grace,
The tourist laughs and calls the bum derange,
If you have no love, now please leave this place.
Lost memories now awake in my mind,
Light begins to leave as my shadow grows,
Engulfing inside to a darker kind,
My skin thickens and blood no longer flows.
Now I watch you sit on your thrown of lies,
Since why can't you look into the world's eyes?

III.

Awake I am, not knowing how I'm here,
People there are, sprawled all over the floor,
First signs of morning light starts to appear,
As just like the night, I exit the door.
Kids cram these trains to places unknown,
With vibrant fashion, they show rainbow swirls,
There is magic that this city has shown,
We sit, wait, only to watch how time curls.
Look to the future and not to the past,
Have joy for the one life we live for,
The clock will tick and moments will fade fast,
Death has come to those many times before.
Reach with your arms to the heavens above,
Embrace yourself with everlasting love.

IV.

Hearing the chimes of electronic sound,
How we follow our body, and not our heart,
We move back and forth, waiting to be found,
Salvation we are given at the start.
If we took the time to reflect and feel,
You can clasp the wind breeze and the sunshine,
These days are ours, keep a path that's real,
We are not drones, so say, "This life is mine."
So rise up against all defeating flaws,
Give back, as much has been given to you,
There is only silence for those who pause,
For with these giving words, I bid adieu.
City of fog, where much is to be found,
Go take a train downtown and look around!

V.

Off to the moonlit streets, I escape home.
Now the bus driver takes me far away,
Buildings fly by under this city dome,
Puzzle pieces come together to play.
Slumber is something that I do not need,
Our world is dying, but we do not care,
There is knowledge to my brain I must feed,
My friends will not die as we just wait there.
Stand now to feel your worth and go give praise,
Patterns of destruction, do not follow,
Forfeit love and meet the end of your days,
Pride and conceit, bite your tongue and swallow.
Here we are, all in this life together,
Away your weight and become a feather,

VI.

Here we make our haste on the morning's eve,
We sing along from a lonely island,
Staring at the sun, I try to conceive,
To once again feel the warmth of your hand.
Encryptic thoughts and words I send to you,
From the depths of space, one day you'll hear me,
In this chapter, we'll still remain as two,
Beauty with purpose, together we'll be.
Trying to catch starlight in the night sky,
Now take my gift of fragments from the past,
Meet me under the moonlight and we'll fly,
The dawn will soon come, so let's make this last.
Don't leave me behind as you've done before,
With our hearts, the midnight streets we explore.

VII.

They live on the streets, only to survive,
We kick them aside as we pass on by,
Mistakes and hardships we cannot contrive,
Erase their existence from a dark lie.
I am a seed waiting to be planted,
Lay me into the ground and watch me grow,
My love of you I take more for granted,
If you don't tell me now, I'll never know.
Pagan poetry is all I now hear,
Distant, away you are, but then so close,
Please, listen... make this nightmare disappear,
Pain has only come from your overdose.
You need to stop working towards perfection,
But to accept your Father's affection.

VIII.

How long must I wait for you to come here,
How many alternate paths I must take?
Please... do think before you jump from this sphere,
Off to where your heart will no longer ache.
Still, we are children of the Creator,
Holding our hand through this journey of life.
For now, you may not see me till later.
Why leave here now when I am filled with rife.
Here to go at the start of this month's quest,
We hold hope for the magic of autumn.
Providence will meet us along at best,
Run from chance, for death waits at the bottom.
Thus we will meet our true fate with our eyes,
Watch, This will be the month that I shall rise.

Mordecai Manuscript Download

2009-09-14T22:55:00.000-07:00

Download a Manuscript of Mordecai: Click the link below
http://dc98.2shared.com/download/7810036/fd325c82/Mordecai.docx?tsid=20090915-014417-6ac20bb5

The title of the book is Mordecai.
The storyline behind it is a dream eater in San Francisco who has to consume people's happiness and joy to stay alive. Mordecai is accompanied by a black German shepherd, Inguma, who speaks to him telepathically. Over time the dog gets bigger as the more dreams are eaten and eventually it overtakes Mordecai.
The book is split up into three sections, the dreams which are consumed, Mordecai's past which goes into another story about how the girl he loves ends up contracting a form of narcolepsy which causes her to fall into a coma and Mordecai tries his hardest to find a solution but ends up taking everything he has away, and the third part is about Mordecai and his dog wondering through the city at night trying to contemplate their purpose in life.
Story mainly reflects as a man floating through the city as a spirit trying to get his soul back from taking other's and hopefully remember who he was.
I hope you enjoy it and please let me know your true opinions!

weepingweenis@hotmail.com

Out Lies A Bird

2009-01-26T01:27:00.000-08:00

Out Lies a Bird

I look out the window,
Out on the power lines lies a bird.

Everyday it goes to the same spot.
Waiting...
Waiting for a friend.

There alone it waits...
There alone unnoticed...
There alone it wishes to fly away.

Away into the unknown world,
Away being carried by a nameless wind,
Away into the vast frontier.

I look out the window,
Out on the power lines lies a bird.
And then I soon realize...
That bird is me.

Everyday I go to the same spot,
By the window.
Waiting...
Waiting for a friend.

There has to be more than this.

As I try not to think like the bird,
The world will continue to spin...
With or without me.

I am drowning in a void...
I am drowning in a void without your affection.

The truth is I am the bird,
I am the bird...

As it flies away, it realizes the beauty of life.
And so do I...

I am sorry.
As I wish none of this was true,
I must fly into a new frontier...
With...
Or without you...

Out flies a bird

Panoramic Views

2009-01-23T10:35:00.000-08:00

Panoramic views, pick and choose your story.

It all started driving to work last night, a typical Friday night where they cool kids come out of the woodwork to go see movies, drink Starbucks, and slosh spit in the back alleys behind Ralph's. Sometimes driving with the wrong people can be sometimes the case, sometimes driving with the people who hate these typical teenagers can sometimes be the case. In this point and case, it was made when he made the first move, he's crazy!

The guy drives, who I won't mention, drives an Impala, and I do hate those cars.

The problem was that as we were driving down the alley way, he actually thought it would be cool to hit one of those kids out of pure anger.
"What are you doing! You just ran over that kid, I told you to not speed down these alley ways, they are way too stoned to move out of the way."
That guy is crazy, he just hit a kid, he is a legend to his friends now. I basically got over what he was doing and I decided to go into my work and started to work. Simple right?

Eventually what I began to notice is that the cool hip teenage kids in the area start to double, triple, reproduce at alarming rates. Inside my little fortress I was content, I did not really understand what was going on but at least they weren't trying to get me, until one threw the first stone.
The kid who got hit by the car threw a stone and shattered the front sliding door and when I went to look outside, all I noticed where thousands of people who wanted to kill me it seem.
"What did I do?"
"Where is Impala, he is good as dead!"
"Ah yes, I hate that car too."

Before I was about to narc on my friend, lo and behold, the Impala jerk friend came out and rescued me.
Jumping on the hood of the car, he sped up and started to run down each kid one by one, he was going completely nuts!
I was trying to hold on to dear life it seem, I was getting haymakers thrown at me left and right, a brutal feeling, a feeling that my face was slowly being pounded away by a thousand fist, but for every fist, there was three kids being plummeted by a car. Completely justified right?

When I thought things couldn't get any stranger, more things began to happen. That was only the tip of the iceberg, my night only got more progressively weirder. Such a long night, eventually I watched the sunrise thousands of miles north from my original destination, how did this all happen? I wish I could tell you, but if I did, I would have to kill you.

Panoramic views, pick and choose your story.

Decide well because you might not be waking up tomorrow. Will I be waking up tomorrow you say? I sure hope so, it appears that every time I talk to a new person about their life, my vision on the world only becomes more skewed. There are only a few who I truly feel that we are on the same page, but are we?

In the end of my travels, a travel up the longest bike trail on the Western coast, from San Clemente to Seattle, we watch the sunrise for one last time. Trying to get away from the scary kids and past of the south, I say my goodbyes and whisper this to you.

Have no fear
For when I'm alone
I'll be better off than I was before

I've got this light
I'll be around to grow
Who I was before
I cannot recall

Long nights allow me to feel...
I'm falling...I am falling
The lights go out
Let me feel
I'm falling
I am falling safely to the ground
Ah...

Be careful when you drive recklessly next time. You may not really realize the ones who are hurting until its too late when they are on the ground bleeding to death screaming to the skies to someone who never responds to their cries.

Panoramic views, pick and choose your story.

You wake up, only not to realize that this day will be the best day of your life. You are about to cross that window into a new dimension. There will be people who you cross in your daily lives that you will never talk to, never say hi, or never even think about a future with that person. Things sneak up on you, perhaps five years down the road you will become connected to that person, a friendship that could not be broken from the diminishing strands of time. Perhaps you accidently let that girl kiss or sleep with you a few years ago and you see her again, but you both realize your mistakes and you simply brush off like nothing happen. You're with your entire family, and she walks by you in front of the Cheesecake factory and you nod her head, and she does the same. This is the past, we try to hide it but sometimes because if we put on a suitable image to others so we look better ourselves. This is society, we are a crazy breed. Nothing is real unless if we make it real, but sometimes when you want something to be more real then you can possibly imagine, there are those, or even one person who blocks that from happening.

These are stories from the bike trail that takes us north past north, there were many people who would take shelter and rest in the caves in contentment and also fear from the outside world.
Depressing.
Alone.
Worried.
I couldn't help but ask why they would choose to do such a thing when they could easily get up on a bike and ride up the coast to see and explore a new part of the world instead of giving up on so many things.
The lady came up to me and said, "You know you have a home in these caves, but the sad thing is for you is that you don't even recognize it. You've been here all along."

Truth?

Panoramic views, pick and choose your story.

Mordecai Chapter I

2009-01-22T00:51:00.000-08:00

Out in this field lies a flower.

Dawn slowly approached over the misty mountains during the turning of the Summer season. A sun in its own description, mighty and bright, not afraid to peak out its shell and show the spinning world its true beauty. This was the time of the year in Montana where the freedom was its finest as there was no school for the young and business was booming from the large wave of tourists and travelers.
Inside her own bed, waves of light hit her face which lit up the soft delicate skin of her cheeks which reflected a think red from the blood that flowed through her own body. Safely awake, she let out a breath of satisfaction and was proud to know that she could not see her own breath this morning because during the hardest of winter nights, her room got to a level of chill which at times were nearly possible to tolerate.
The room slowly began to shift colors from dark to light as all of her posters began to show their true figure such as horses running through the vast free land, painted trees she would draw in her leisure time, and the stars on her roof slowly went from its glow in the dark green to a plain marshmallowy white from the lack of darkness. Reaching up and jumping out of her own bed, she dug into her own drawer and pulled out her favorite dress, one that was made by her own mother, brown with a red heart on the right legging side. As she combed her hair, there were too many things she was truly excited for this day as this was her first week out of school and that would mean she could ride all day without the distraction of homework.
A scent intruded into the bedroom, a scent that was highly familiar to a gourmet breakfast that was being prepared by her own mother inside the kitchen below. The smell of eggs and potatoes were the strongest that she had felt in months since the busyness of the school season brought many running in and outs of doors, and since there was no worries at this time of year, her mom could easily wake up and make a breakfast utilizing the full potential of her love and joy for her daughter with out rushing from points A to B. Looking behind her, she glanced out her bedroom door which was cracked open a little bit. It was as if a red trail of gas which contained the smell of her mother's breakfast was making its way up her own nostrils. Inhaling it deeply, she took a big whiff and relaxed her stiff awaking body.
Making her way downstairs, she entered the living room and sat down at the table where she held up her fork and waited for the breakfast to come. Looking at her reflection in the silver napkin holder, she glanced into it starting to question her own existence. A beautiful daughter you have here, her names means beauty in Russian and now I can see why. Did she think this was true? Twenty she was and never she has never had a boyfriend, even though the many times she has been pursued by one or another, she always turned them down in hopes of finding her knight in shining armor.
Reflecting back on her own memories she heard Do you think my words don't mean anything to you? You say that you have problems with self-image but inside my own head I always tell myself that you are the most beautiful girl that I have ever met in my life. These feelings, she thought, these feelings, where are they coming from? Slowly it felt as to her if something was clawing inside her own brain and bringing back memories that were long forgotten.
It was as if she was living in another body.
Do you think that me not liking you that I am acting irrational towards things? Yes I do, I do believe that you are acting irrational. It seems that no matter how much I give you such as my heart and my life, in the end all I hear from you is thank you. Well I am grateful. You must understand, I only wish you would simply change your mind, because, in the end, it will only hurt us both. There will be a time for our separation into the world. Like you told me... Please don't leave me again, because last time you did, I was hurt very badly. This time, it won't be me that leaves, it will be you. You've known this all along. As long as I am with you I am happy. I just don't want to feel that I am going down a black hole because I am for certain that I am, and indeed I know that there will be no light at the end of it, just complete, obliterating darkness....
Shuddering, she snapped back into her own reality, the breakfast was on the table, eggs and potatoes, and she began to eat them not trying to think what just happened with the random flashbacks inside her head.
"Did you hear the news today my darling?" said the mother. "The weather is going to be perfect and the sun is going to be shining over the plains, what a more glorious time to go out and ride your horse."
"College is one thing," said the girl, "but horse riding is what I have been wanting to do all year."
Her mother was like the ones that are rare in this world, sweet at heart, cares deeply, a warm feeling, and ages gracefully. There has never been anyone closer to her than her mother, she has literally brought through the best of times and even during the toughest, she made them more simple and clean. With her looking outside the window, she only could think on how proud she was of her daughter because after they have all been through together, they were a family of perseverance and strength.
"You seem a little tense this morning? Why is it?"
"Nothing, nothing at all, for some reason, waking up this morning, I felt I was like a little girl and instantly within the course of thirty minutes I aged up to my college body I am now."
"Does that not surprise you?" said the mother. "Because it surprised me, just look how fast you have grown up since you left the house, and now you're planning to move again?"
"Just one step at a time mother, just one step at a time."
The mother wiped of her hands on her apron and looked back at the clock behind her. Lowering her head, she turned back and said to her daughter, "What dreams may come.... what dreams may come my dear." She paused again, "Finish up your breakfast darling, I wouldn't want you to miss out on a wonderful day such as this."
Overall, sitting at the table, the girl had a feeling inside her that she was complete. Knowing all of her friends that have came and gone in the past, she always wondered why their minds were always torn away by the darkness of the world. Deep down inside, she did feel that sense of warmth from her mother, her escape house in Montana, her successful life, her true love for the world. These were things that she felt deep inside that could not be taken away by anything no matter how harsh the consequences that were presented to her.
The girl slowly piece by piece digested her food and after cleaning up her plate and gearing up properly, she headed out to the stable. The walk from her house to the outside world was indeed relaxing, a feeling with the sun absorbing into her summer skin made her content knowing that in this moment, she was truly happy. Inside the stable, the horses were all nodding her heads as if they were trying to signal her to pick the right horse, but the decision was hard, too many choices.
As the sun slowly encroached upon the sky, the true feeling of the stable began to arise, a putrid smell of droppings and stale food. For some reason, she could not remember this occurring at all, it was as like again if someone was still creeping into her own head. The more she thought of her own strength, the stable began to seem more peaceful and happy. In the cracks on the wooden roof, light seeped through its pores and in front of her, she saw the horse with a beam of light directly on it.
That one, she thought.
Saddling up on the grey horse, she smiled because out of all the horses that she has ridden her days, for some reason, this one was the softest and most comfortable she has ever felt. Riding out from the stall, she moved graciously on top of the horse into the wilderness and out to the vast beyond.
Perfection, she thought, absolute perfection. A day that could possibly not get any better it seems. How could such a thing be true? Only because the scent of the wild grass, the countless number of flowers, and the reflection of the sun off of her face. Summer is what she truly loves, and this is why summer truly loves her. A day never went by that she could remember where everything was torn and wasted.
One could say that the temperature was ranging around 70 to 75 degrees during the morning, a glorious fitting for a young adult like herself to ride through the terrain. Once outside, the world was like a sandbox to her, anything she saw, she could do.
Seeing a large grassy hill, she thought, I could ride up that... And she did, she rode to the very top at a speed like no other, with little effort, she clung to the horse with absolute trust because she knew and the horse knew that at this moment in time, they were one. The horse's grey long hairs flew graciously in the wind as the scent being carried along with the wind closely resembled cherries being cooked for a Christmas pie.
At the top of the large grassy hill, she shook her hair and smiled as there was a large gust that was blowing the front of her face which somewhat limited her vision because it was so hard to keep her eyes open, but the only reason she kept looking because there were so many things over the hill that caught her eye. Down below, over the horizon, there had to be hundreds, thousands, millions of trees, untouched, damaged from time. Beauty she believed in, beauty she knew that existed, Venus on earth, Venus absorbing the carbon dioxide of the atmosphere to provide oxygen to the world which would substanciously provide the elements which allowed her to breathe, to live, to experience the wonders of the open vast world.
She envisioned herself riding through the forest, and there she went.
Dodging tree by trees, like an aerodynamic spaceship traveling faster than the speed of light, it was her that was journeying through the timeless forest. If anyone happened to be in the forest at the time, they would only see a large grey mass traveling by, unknown to their own eyes.
Moss, leaves, bark, stumps, roots, squirrels, the songs of the forest, she knew why she always love to come home, this was the freedom from the outside digital world of the 21st century that she was glad to leave behind. As long as the spherical globe called earth kept on spinning, kept on going, there were no other worries to her.
A breaking came, and out of the forest she went into a endless field of grass, a meadow of endless adventure. There was not limit, as far as she could see, she knew that the horse would take her anywhere she wanted. The wind kept blowing graciously that morning and there were various lines and patterns being made in the field as if the paint brush of God was being stroked across the surface of the world each time the gust blew across the horizon.
This is Zion she thought... this is Zion.
Running running running running, the horse kept on running, the grey beauty marched without worry. Sweeter than any wine, brighter than any sun the horse thought, this too was the horse's playground.
Stomp stomp stomp.
March march march.
Faster faster faster.
The horse was speeding up, a speed that the girl could not keep up with.
Stop, she said, stop please! You're going to fast.
The horse did not listen, it was only ignoring her.
Eventually it got to a point where it was frightening her, a point where she had no choice to abandon ship.
In a smooth sweeping move, she ejected herself from the unstable animal's back and tuck and rolled onto the ground where she was panting heavily from being nearly frightened to death.
Standing up, she watched the horse run off into the field with no realization that her rider simply bailed out from fright of its instability. Making a panoramic view of her surroundings, she did not know exactly where she was and getting home would be one big challenge that she would not be expecting to do, but it had to be done.
Taking a last glance at her horse, she tried to call it back, but it did not seem to work. There was a rolling fog in the distance, and with her limited human eyesight, the horse vanished into the moving cloud. The only thing she could think of doing was taking a big sigh kicking the dirt beneath her.
Hunkering down to the ground, she picked up some of the grass beneath her and started to take a large whiff of it.
Cherries, it smells like cherries.
The fog got deeper and deeper, and for the first time this morning, and in a while, she was frightened. The temperature began to rapidly drop and it began to become colder and colder. Grabbing on to herself, she started to shiver from the limited visibly around her.
There was a sound beginning to form in the distance.
What is that? Sounds like a million men running.
Looking down at the world, she saw that things were becoming unstable and shaking.
I don't think there are any huge tectonic plates in Montana, what is causing that?
Truly now, she was afraid for her life. She was beginning to become all mixed up in the wash of fear. The ground was literally moving beneath her, but where was it going?
Glancing up at the foggy distance, she saw her grey horse run out of the smoke right towards her. As she tried to wave it down and get its attention, it simply ran right past her and back to the other side of the field through another patch of heavy fog.
Instantly right in-front of her own eyes, another horse came out of the smoggy distance, and then another, and another until there were at least a handful of horses marching right towards her.
Oh my God, I am going to be trampled.
Running for her life, she tried to maneuver so they would get out of her direct path, but it was not working. As if the horses were magnetically attached to her, she could not get out of their direct path. The horses seem they had a purpose, and that was to run all over her in a stampeding fashion.
I am gonna die, I am gonna die.
The first horse hit, knocking her hard down to the ground causing the girl to spit out blood from her mouth.
Getting the strength to stand up once again, she bounced back and forth against two horses and now she knew there was no way of escaping this situation.
As the air got colder and colder, the girl did not know if it was her body shutting down from internal bleeding or the fact that the fog was blocking out the sun creating a small pocket where she was trying to dodge horses left and right for her dear life.
They kept running and running towards her, and no matter how far, and which direction she was escaping in, it was like as if she was moving around in circles with no exact destination.
Boom! There it was, another horse clipped the back of her ankle causing her Achilles Tendon to snap in two and now she was fully unable to get away.
Dragging herself on the ground by grabbing the hairs of grass as if it was like an organic ladder, she was crying intensely as the worse pain she has ever felt was flowing through her entire body.
Mother! She yelled as that was all she could think of. Mother! Mother fucking help me, help me, help me! I lie here helpless and I am about to die!
Hearing the hooves of horses to continue to emerge from the fog, she turned her head only to see a black horse leading a pack of 5 others in a V shaped formation. Closer and closer they got and with every breath that the girl was breathing, she knew that it was all over, she was going to die, and there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.
The lead black horse stomped right on the girl, smashing all together her internal organs, parts of her ribs broke through her chest, for the first time, visible to the world, and all she could do now as cough out blood, enough to prevent her from screaming any more for help.
The other horses came, one turned her knees into crushed walnuts, broken hand, and smashed elbow. It was as if she could suffer anymore pain the dark horse turned around again and began to run towards the girl again lying helplessly on the ground giving her last breath.
God, God, God! I love you, don't let me die like this. If you are true, you will save me!
Feet by feet, the dark horse ran with lightening speed until she was inches from the girl. At her last moment all she could think of was her love for her mother and all of her friends in her life which have gotten her through so many things.
At the last moment, she looked up at the hooves above her and as if time was frozen, she closed her eyes to prevent her witnessing her entire head en-caving in from the pressure and weight of a full grown horse stomping in the innocent girl's head. Her entire face was disfigured, skull crushed, years of life and memories erased in one single moment. And at that instant in time she was gone.

In the metropolis of San Francisco, a lonely girl woke up in her bed and looked over at the clock to see that it was 3:33 AM. Holding up her hands, she saw that she was completely wake and instantly she bursted into tears knowing that it had been the most photorealistic and frightening dream in her entire life.
All the happiness had been sucked out of her that very moment, and still not knowing how to act, crying and crying she did. Closing her eyes, she went straight back to sleep. Out of her head seem to be a trail of black smoke that seem to creep out the window into the outside world.
There a man was standing there looking through the window down at the girl who was now completely frightened trying to breathe and keep her composure because she did not want to wake up her roommates.
The man stood, fixed at the emotional drained figure as if she was sucking the very life out of her and transferring her heart and soul into his own. Closing his eyes and opening his mouth, he inhaled the black smoke giving him a glowly tint to his own body.
After he completely drained the girl's happiness, the man said, what a way to confess your inner beauty. And with that, he jumped off the fire escape balcony outside the poor girl's window and floated off into the city skyline freely as if he was a bird that was being released by his cage.

Fearing for her life, the girl continued to cry, alone and no one to hold onto.

Mordecai

2009-01-17T15:21:00.000-08:00

For my next book that I am writing, I am using this poem, and in each line, it will be the title of the chapter. Most of those already know the basis of the storyline, but if you don't, you'll just have to wait and find out. It will be a great new experience and completely different from the last book I have written because I am exploring new types of style and adventures. This one will be a lot more darker and have a deeper message. In the mean time, enjoy.

Mordecai

Out in this field lies a flower.
Its petals are picked one by one,
Slowly desecrating its beauty.
As it stands alone in the darkness,
The flower weeps.
And I do too...

What are you waiting for?
Why do you stand and watch me die?
All it takes is you.

There is a system of change.
If you they fail to recognize it,
Will you feel different? No.

I have given you everything I have to give.
In the end... all I hear is 'thank you'.
The words I will never hear from you is I'm sorry.

You are the one
who has made me lose my faith
I gave up and dug myself an early grave
Floating through the sky,
I am dead, a terror to this world
I love this city, and I love you
I will make this city die to make you live.

This is an onslaught of torn thoughts.
Do you not think this is real?
Only how I wish I could change your mind.

Because... in the end...
it will only hurt us both.

My name is Mordecai.
And this is all for you.

Micah The Mountain Origins: The Complete Saga

2008-11-11T12:16:00.000-08:00

Micah The Mountain Origins
The Complete Saga

Chapter I

In the beginning there was the creation of the universe and with it was the big bang. All types of colours and elements were formed at that split second in time. Along with the formation of the universe came the formation of one of the most unique creations known to man, The Celestial Mustache. Form out the elements of light, beauty, and strength, came this mustache from the clouds of explosions in the sky and with it, it was good. Knowledge of this mustache was passed down through the ages making the dream of man to one day explore the stars and find it. But one day there was a man named Xenu who possessed an evil power and lust to control the universe, and he did. One day finding the mustache, he surgically attached it to his face giving himself the ultimate power. In his Galactic Confederacy he made it a decree to have all mustaches for women and men, the women would have to take anabolic steroids to increase their testosterone, and children had ones drawn in with hand at a young age and sometimes leading to brain damage from the high content of chemicals emitted from markers. With over population and disarray amongst the stars, the universe seemed like a dark and scary place until someone decided to step up and fight against Xenu.

Scholars said that a great battle ensued and after a Douglas DC-8 crashed into Xenu's spaceship, he was destroyed. The remaining parts of his body and hairs from his ultimate mustache were scattered all across the universe to make sure that he would never regain power again. Each part was specifically put in a solar system, and for Earth's disposal was the mustache. The impact of Xenu's mustache hair being spread across the Earth caused a mass eruption of various volcanos releasing toxic gases and thetans into the atmosphere causing many species, including the dinosaurs, to become extinct paving the way for the future of the humans.

To prevent the Earth from being destroyed again, there was a drastic measure to be take place to stop the mountains from once again erupting and destroying the Earth. The keepers of peace went around to the mountains sprinkling the elements of earth, water, and spirit to keep the mountains at ease and limit the growth of their mustaches. All was going fine until there was one special mustache that wouldn't stop growing.

Over the course of a million years, one mountain began to form in a way that no one else would expect it to. Growing its own eyes, hands, mouth, and mustache, it was as if this mountain was coming alive.
At the Scientology headquarters in Los Angeles, California one night, L. Ron Hubbard came to John Travota in his sleep and told him. "Hello John, it appears the mountain from Xenu's stash keeps on growing and growing, if we don't take action, his mustache will become so big it will flood the entire earth!"
Waking up from his dream, John Travolta went out to the mountain range where the mountain was and ordered that it must be transfered in a confined space where they can observe it and do experiments.
"We shall call it project Micah, and hey, I'm John Travolta!" said John Travolta.
With the money that he made from the movie Hairspray, he managed to use those funds to transport such a large object to a top secret lavatory located in Salt Lake city. There, Micah was fast asleep, unaware of his own existence and mustache.

Chapter II

Locked away in his lavatory in the beautiful city of Salt Lake City, Micah the Mountain was locked in a dream world of confusion and mind melting bliss. Created by the funds of BYU and John Travolta's salary off of Hairspray, they made sure that the power of Xeno's celestial mustache would not come back into power.

"We must not let Micah awake!" said John Travolta with confidence, "We must feed him the crystals from Colombia which will give him the magic to enhance his brain waves and motor skill functions!"

Listening to what the interns from BYU were told, they created a special machine, called the Mulch Machine, that was able to keep Micah in a cryostasis long enough to have them think what they could do with him. The parts were simple for the machine, basically they took a couple of chapters from the Book of Mormon, diaries of Tom Cruise, and even mustache hairs from Burt Reynolds!

Inside Micah's mind was making him be fed nothing but lies and security tapes from Rotten Robbies gas store. Day by day, his mind got weaker and slowly but surely, hairs from his mustache were falling off. Just what John Travolta was planning.

Even though when all hope was lost and Micah's fate was almost sure of death, his mustache started to flicker sending messages into his brain of hope and prosperity. Xenu's mustache was indeed celestial and through that, it was showing Micah what truely exists out in the world today. All types of images were going through Micah's mind, especially ones of Mountain Babes who were in his dreams screaming, "Como Estan Micah!" and that caused him to become excited and finally become aware of his own existence.

Micah awoke, and this time, for the first time, the world was his.

Wondering off using the science of tectonic plates, Micah slivered through this way in the lavatory.
"Woah!" said Micah, "Who am I and what is this sweet lining of hair I have on my upper lip?"
Still not fully aware of the gracefulness of Xenu's mustache and the potential of getting Mountain Babes he had, Micah simply explored the area.
Moving up to the science room, Micah discovered this long piece of silver metal laying on the ground that said the words, MICAH on it.
"Hey that name sounds familiar, perhaps if I move myself onto it then I could remember what that word means." said Micah.
Using the glory of tectonic plates, Micah inched onto the platform only to instantly realize that this magical silver surfboard gave him powers beyond his imagination. Like as if he experienced millions of years in evolution, Micah grew trees out of his side which were like movable arms to him and his mustache began to glow.
"Micah." said Micah, "Ah yes, that is my name! Cooooool. Now since I have this wonderful hovercraft I wonder what I am going to do with it."
Again, not realizing what he was doing, his hovercraft started to malfunction and as he was testing it out, he accidentally destroyed the Mulch machine. Out from the security chamber, the Scientology machines were unable to stop Micah as he broke out of the complex and into the city streets destroying half of the BYU campus.

Wondering out of the John Travolta Micah Complex, the mystical mountain used his hovering platform and ventured off finally realizing the world that existed in front of him. Now understanding how to control his machine, the possibilities were endless for him.
"Wow!" said Micah with his tree hands waving high in the air, "There are so many fun things to see, I cannot believe it, Xenu was right when he chose this earth as his favorite earth because it is the only earth called Earth!"
On his travels, Micah visited the things that were implated inside his mind from the Mulch Machine such as the aurora borealis, the Great Wall of China, pyramids, the Loch Ness Monster, and even pizza!
"Oh geez! These Pyramids must be my brothers, except they don't have mustaches, and oh dear, the pizza looks like my sister, except more aerodynamic. Hmmmm..."
Having a wonderful time exploring the world, Micah was excited to go to the next destination.
"I wonder how my brother Everest is doing... I bet he must be lonely hanging out all the way up there!"

Chapter III

After a long time traveling on his hover craft, Micah finally made it to his brother, Everest which lay deep in the Himalayas. Micah's brother, Everest was known to be a very knowledgeable guy who many mountains went to seek guidance and... compassion.

Taking a stroll through Nepal, Micah finally reached his brother where he groomed his mustache just so he would look appropriate for the meeting of the two. At his amazement, he was shocked on how big Everest grew over the last couple billions of years.

"Oh dear Everest!" said Micah, "It is I, Micah visiting you since we haven't see each other in lifetimes!"

Looking through his purple shades, Everest said, "Micah! How long has it been? I was hoping that the glory of tectonic plates would bring our souls once again in the future, but I have waited too long for this glorious moment, how art thou brother?"

Noticing all the mountanist babes on Everest, Micah looked enthralled on how he was able to do such a thing.

"I thought you were getting lonely up here brother, but it seems like you are quite busy!" said Micah.

Everest smiled and looked back at Micah, "Oh yes indeed, many humans come to visit me every year and climb on top of my head to look at the world below. A very weird concept, but it sure attracts the mountain babes as you see they are just clinging on to me. It is hard being so big, right now I have the Prime Minister of Russia, Vladamir Putin, and his team climbing me right now. Do you want to say high to Putin?"

Micah nodded his head in agreement.

"Hello Micah!" said Vladimir Putin, "Oh wow that is a glorious mustache you got there, I wish I could grow one like that!"

Dazed and confused, Micah wondered off into the sky and waved his brother goodbye because he was just too excited to see him he really didn't know what to do!

Accidentally going too far off into the distance, Micah somehow ended up in the South Pacific where he landed on volcano island. The creation of Volcano Island was a McDonald's where they forward calls from drive through just so they can save a pretty penny but exploit their workers in third world countries.

The Island started to become very mad and eventually Volcano Island turned into, you guess it, volcanoes! OH NO MICAH! Trying to escape as fast as he could, he managed to get out of the bigger part of the volcano explosions and happened to run across a hiker who was about be engulfed by one of the lava mouths.

"Help me oh mustache wonder!" yelled the hiker, "I am about to be turned into a McChile!"

Without any hesitation, Micah used his high tech hovercraft and swooped down and saved the hiker from instant McDeath.

Picking up the hiker, Micah began to notice that he was actually a nice guy, not like the ones who try to make you sign those scary petitions or those type of things.

"Hello there Mr. Mustache!" said the Hiker all friendly and warm.

"Don't call me Mustache, Micah is good." said Micah to the friendly and warm Hiker.

"You saved my life, and with that I owe you. As a gift, I shall share with you one of my secrets, the meaning of life." said the hiker.

Micah smiled and let the hiker continue on hoping that he wasn't setting him up to sign a petition.

"Well you see Micah, life has many wonders, just like the board game, we just have to play it one step at a time. I have to let you know, with those good looks that you possess and that thick mustache, I'll be honest, you can probably pick up any babes you want to with that face of hair."

"Like my brother Everest?"

"No." demanded the Hiker, "Even better, John Travolta has nothing on you, neither does Tom Cruise, we can make a great team you know! Just let me show you the hopes and in no time you will be reproducing with mountains left and right to make hills and knolls!"

As the sun was beginning to set, Micah smiled back at the Hiker. Sitting down on one of Micah's rocks, the Hiker sang a song about Mountain Babes and they floated off into the next day.

Chapter IV

Deep inside the Scientology Lavatory located in Los Angeles, John Travolta, using his pay from the movie Hairspray, was developing the latest technology to take down the floating mystical mustached mountain named Micah.

On screen with the Bluetooth Republicans (BTR), BYU, and the Stevia Factory, John Travolta discussed his latest plan. "You see here my friends, we have the technology, all we need now is to apply it. You see... I have this high tech transmitter device that will take down the mustached mountain and we can use his stash hairs to once again reclaim Hollywood!"

The only thing was that John Travolta was lying, he was actually draining BYU's own funds to simply destroy it and reclaim Utah for the name of Scientology. From using his bluetooh, John was able to contact multiple people at once without touching a single button on his phone. Just like a paranoid android, he sat and laughed for the possible outcome.

Watching on the television screen that was bought by Bluetooth, he observed Micah's hovercraft going haywire and causing a handful of technical malfunctions. There was nothing anybody could do at this point but watch Micah float through the city of Salt Lake City.

Floating graciously through Salt Lake city, Micah began to notice that sparks began to accidentally out of his hover craft causing a couple of fires that he did not intend to do.

"Holy frog hairs!" exclaimed Micah with distress, "What is happening to my hovercraft? It is like I just ate a bunch of McDonalds McSkillet McSandwiches, and now my body is seeking revenge on my by wanting to poop it all out in the form of lighting bolts!"

"I think that is not the point." said the hiker, "My scanner detects that this hovercraft is operated by bluetooth technology and it seems like someone activated the malfunctioning button."

"Why is there a malfunctioning button?" asked Micah as he licked his Mustache.

The Hiker climbed down and took a piece of celery that Micah was so effortlessly trying to pick out of his mustache, "Don't ask me, I don't speak Spanish."

Slowly over the city, the two watched in horror, or most likely confusion as Salt Lake City was being destroyed by Micah's malfunctioning hovercraft.

After a couple of hours of pure mayhem and destruction on Micah's part, the Air Force finally came because they actually found out it was somewhat of national security to stop Salt Lake City from being burned down.

Shooting rockets, missiles, and rocket propelled grenades, Micah was staring to become confused why they were shooting at him. Luckily for Micah and the hiker, there was a protective plasmic shield that were protecting the two thanks to the gloriousness of Bluetooth technology.

"I don't understand why they're shooting at us?" asked Micah, "This really makes my mustache tingle, and I don't like the feeling of it.

The hiker tried to throw a McSkillet sandwiches at one of the aircraft fighters and missed, "Do you know what Micah, I think it is because we accidentally destroyed this city called, Salt Lake City. I don't get what the big deal is but they seem to be having one."

Dodging through city streets and buildings, Micah steered his hovercraft with great precision as he managed to avoid destruction. Becoming really sad and confused, Micah only had one choice, to flee to the forest. As much Micah is a mountain of peace and happiness, it began to rain in Salt Lake City that day, not by the water of the sky, but by Micah's own tears.

After a long day of misunderstanding and confusing story lines, the hiker and Micah fled into the wilderness hoping that they would not be found for a very long time...

Chapter V

There, deep inside the Utah forest, our hero, Micah, the mustached mountain, laid restless and defeated as he began to indulge in toxic mushrooms in hopes to get rid of his depression knowing that the entire world at the time hated him. High out of his mind, Micah lost the strength from his mustache to keep himself standing but turned into a blob of worthless sand as he mumbled, "Only my mustache can save this world and I cannot save myself. At least there are many pretty colours everywhere here."

"What are you doing Micah!" yelled the hiker as he was floating on Micah's hovercraft, "You cannot just sit around getting high all time time, don't you see the sun, don't you see how high he is in the sky?"
"Yeah so?" said Micah as he coughed out a mushroom, "The sun is 'chill' he provides me heat grow mushrooms."
"You don't get the point, so what if you are indulging in mushrooms, that doesn't mean you should give up."
The conversation went back and forth for a good thirty minutes until the hiker gave up and ran out of options, except for one...

The hiker began burning down the forest in complete happiness knowing that Micah would have to be forced to escape because he himself did not want to turn into molten lava.

"I don't want to turn into molten lava." said Micah as his mushrooms began to burn off his peak giving him the rationality to think clearly.
Watching the forest burn down, the hiker had a sense of joy to him as he kept on laughing knowing that Micah's binging on shrooms were soon going to end.

The forest rangers came and only saw a mustache in the distance and didn't know what or how to react to the fires, to the forest rangers ran into the fire only to burn themselves alive.

Micah used the glory of tectonic plates and moved over to the hovercraft where he climbed aboard and the two floated off into the distance.

Reflecting on his own life, Micah began to realize that there were so many great things in life. Thinking on how he was created and the life he has lived, Micah started to think about blessings in his life such as his golden mustache, the random hiker, and John Travolta's movies.

"You see Micah, you don't have to indulge on shrooms to enjoy life, you see that there are so many great things out there." said the Hiker.

Licking his Mustache, Micah looked up at the hiker with a smile and began naming off some of the great things in life that he really appreciates. "Yeah, you're absolutely right about everything! China, robots, communism, homeless people, and globalization, there are so many beautiful things we take advantage of until we truly realize that they are gone. From this moment on, I will dedicate my mustache to saving the world!"

"Saving the world?" said the hiker.
"Aye, my friend, saving the world!" said micah
Not questioning what he just said, the hiker just assumed Micah was high again and they rode off into the distance wondering what was exactly going on between each other.

Chapter VI

In an attempt to get himself off of substance abuse such as mushrooms and inhalant chemicals, Micah started to do civil work for the country to help out his own people.
"I have a mustache, a hovercraft, and a random hiker on me. I wonder what would be best suitable for me to help out this world?" said Micah as he was floating around thinking what he could do.
Looking into his arms, he notice that there were hundreds of cats meowing at him.
"Hmmm..." said Micah, "I have never noticed all these cats before, I bet they sure miss their home."
Taking each cat one by one home, Micah did his civil duties and he still wondered what else he could do.
The hiker suggested to Micah, "I hear Vice Presidential candidate Sarah Palin is speaking in this area called Talega located in San Clemente, perhaps we should go give her a visit and maybe she could help out on this quest to saving the world."
"Ok." Micah said.
Flying over to Talega, Micah went at mach speed until he realized that he couldn't slow down at all. If he was going to keep going at this speed than he might actually destroy some houses with all the energy that was coming out of his hovercraft.
"Oh no! We're going to crash!" yelled the hiker.
"Not again!" Micah said.
Yes, it was true, Micah realized that he couldn't slow down the hovercraft in time ending up him accidentally burning Talega to the ground. They couldn't help but scream watching many people explode from the fiery flames.
Micah and the Hiker once again retreated into the wilderness because they were shocked what exactly happened. One morning while the Hiker went on a hike, he couldn't help but notice the cover of the newspaper...

Talega Destroyed by Micah: Declared National Heroes!

"How is it that we accidentally ended Sarah Palin's campaign as vice president and we are declared national heroes?" asked Micah while he was licking his mustache.
"Dunno, who cares really." said the hiker, "But hey, it looks like we are invited to some party over in Moscow."
Micah shook his tree hands and said, "What are we waiting for? Let's go to Moscow!"

Micah and the Hiker floated into Moscow where they landed in the middle of Red Square only to be greeted by thundering applause and cheerful joys.
"Wow Micah!" said the Hiker as he patted Micah's snow cap, "They love us! They really love us!"
"Yes we do Micah!" said Prime Minister Vladimir Putin. "You have done this world a great service and prolonged the human race by at least another 4 years. We didn't need another leader who likes to kill wild animals for fun, that's my job."
Not really understanding what they were referring too, Micah and the Hiker shook their heads and said, "Cool!"
With many Mission Accomplished banners all over Moscow, Micah and the Hiker really felt special that day knowing that they changed the world in somewhat of a good way.

All of the world was filled in joy, except for one man... John Travolta.
At the Scientology HQ in Los Angeles, he walked back and forth in his office looking at the various blockbuster hits he has recently been in the last 10 years.
"This is not right, this is just not right." said John Travolta, "It is I who was created Micah, I should be the one winning the prize of coolest guy on earth, not some stupid floating mountain with a mustache. This all just doesn't make sense to me!"
In his office, John Travolta received a call, it was Tom Cruise.
Tom spoke into the phone, "John, I watched the news. All I need to know is, if everything going according to plan?"
John Travolta said, "Yes Tom, everything is going the way it should be."
"Is she ready?" said Tom Cruise.
Not responding, John Travolta hung up the phone and left the room, walking down the hallway, he glanced into the laboratory where there was this skyscraper looking object with the words S.A.L.L.Y on it.
"Soon Micah." said John Travolta, "I know your weakness...."

After a long day, Micah and the Hiker float off into the sunset to once again start a new adventure.

The End...?

The Alchemy Index Volume I: Fire - Backdraft

2008-11-07T00:41:00.000-08:00

The Alchemy Index Volume I: Fire

Backdraft

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Leave me here and lock the door;
latch the windows, lose the key.
But you'll be back some day.
What else then is TRUE LOVE for,
if not to starve and wait for spring?
So I'll just sit and wait.

Oh, swing the door wide open;
show me your jaded eyes.
I will turn them red,
drunk with vivid flame.
You will see again,
and you will learn your real name and speak it.

Leave me with no air to breathe;
leave me here to die alone.
But I won't suffocate.
I'll have everything I need,
when you forget and come back home;
so I'll just sit and wait.

When your whole world turns to fire.

The Alchemy Index Volume I: Fire - The Messenger

2008-11-05T00:24:00.000-08:00

The Alchemy Index Volume I: Fire

The Messenger

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Mark me with fear and trembling;
send someone else instead.
I know my world is ending; I can't repay my debt.
How can I carry such a heavy burden?
How can I move when I am paralyzed?
I see a fire behind a heavy curtain.
I lean in closer and I close my eyes
and kiss the coals;
breathe in smoke,
and I say, "HERE I AM, SEND ME."
It lifts my soul;
I'm free and so unafraid.
Mark me with fire and send me among the living dead.
They cannot comprehend me;
I watch the sickness spread.
How can they hear me when their hearts are hardened?
How can they see me when they close their eyes?
Still they can tell that I'm an easy target;
a wooden saw is quite a way to die.

The Alchemy Index Volume I: Fire - Firebreather

2008-11-03T00:30:00.000-08:00

The Alchemy Index Volume I: Fire

Firebreather

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Tell me are you free
Tell me are you free
In word or thought or deed
Tell me are you free
While the gallows stand

And bullets lance the bravest lungs
We fold our hands and hold our tongues

Tell me are you free
When the fear falls on you
Tell me are you free
When the fear falls on you

Tell me are you free
Tell me are you free
In word or thought or deed
Tell me are you free
While the gallows stand

And bullets lance the bravest lungs
Will I fold my hands or hold my tongue

Or let the flames lick at my feet
Or breathe in fire and know I'm free
Flames will rise and devour me
Oh, to breathe in fire and know I'm free

Know I'm free!

Introduction to the Alchemy Index

2008-10-31T00:28:00.000-07:00

The Alchemy Index

The Alchemy Index is a journey through space and time with artwork influenced by Thrice's four volume EP series released around last year. Covering all of the 24 songs on the album, we take an exploration through Fire, Water, Air, and Earth. I have combined my interpretations visually and mentally using simply paper and colored pencils. Each week, I will be posting a new picture every other day (Monday, Wednesday, and Friday), and below each drawing will be lyrics and the song from Thrice's Alchemy Index.

Vol I: Fire

1. "Firebreather" 11/3
2. "The Messenger" 11/5
3. "Backdraft" 11/7
4. "The Arsonist" 11/10
5. "Burn the Fleet" 11/12
6. "The Flame Deluge" 11/14

Vol II: Water

1. "Digital Sea" 11/17
2. "Open Water" 11/19
3. "Lost Continent" 11/21
4. "Night Diving " 11/24
5. "The Whaler" 11/26
6. "Kings Upon the Main" 11/28

Vol III: Air

1. "Broken Lungs" 12/1
2. "The Sky Is Falling" 12/3
3. "A Song for Milly Michaelson" 12/5
4. "Daedalus" 12/8
5. "As the Crow Flies" 12/10
6. "Silver Wings" 12/12

Vol IV: Earth

1. "Moving Mountains" 12/15
2. "Digging My Own Grave" 12/17
3. "The Earth Isn't Humming" 12/19
4. "The Lion and the Wolf" 12/22
5. "Come All You Weary" 12/24
6. "Child of Dust" 12/26

I hope you enjoy this series as much as I have, live long and prosper.

- Jon-o Gazdecki

Halloween: A Season of Pokemon Master and Robots

2008-10-29T00:51:00.000-07:00

Robots and Pokemon Masters

Robot-o-Tron (2004)

Pokemon Master (2003)

As this upcoming Halloween holiday approaches, I have came to one conclusion... over the last few years I have been alternating between a robot and Pokemon Master. Weird eh?

2003: Pokemon Master

2004: Robot-o-tron

2005: Pokemon Breeder

2006: Homeless Robot

2007: Washed up Pokemon Trainer

2008: Math-Core Robot

My mysterious friend (left) from Las Vegas

Retro Jon-o : DWDP Episodes 21 - 23

2008-10-27T00:01:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)
Celebrating 5 years of clean pizza!

Episode XXI: Saving Ryan's Pizza

Bang, boom, doom! Yes that is me on the front line saving the lives of others as me and my rag tag team deliver the pizza to Private Ryan. There I went back into time in the Delorean (my dad designed the real model). Thanks to Doc Brown it was really easy to get back in time. So here's the story when I went to WWII... It was a most dangerous attempt because we had to get Ryan's pizza before it became dirty, and we surely don't want that to happen, do we? Well this how it all went down, unit after unit of dirty pizza went down after we destroyed them, it was a horrible sight and time was running out, as if it was always running out. As we blasting through the death jungle, the weirdest thing happened. We came across Mr. Ohnstad, I have no clue why or how but he was there eating pizza, but we had no time to stop, Ryan's pizza must be saved! Too bad the Terminator didn't want to do this job, too bad he's an emo, self-centered cry baby, who every time we save the day or almost save the day, he download his emo chip, and away he goes. Crying, crying, and listing to emotional music, such as Cutting Crew and other sad stuff. If you're going to ask, yes we saw Hitler, and we didn't kill him, the dirty pizza did, that's the true story about World War II, the dirty pizza killed Hitler, and during that time Hitler gave birth to Lizzie Mcguire, then Lizzie Mcguire throttled herself into the future... But yeah... Hmm... Well if you're going to ask another question, yes we happened to deliver the pizza to Ryan and he was all happy because the war in Europe was now over and he could go home back to the pizza parlor he worked in, with the all-mighty great Poop! Adios!

Episode XXII: The Scorpion Pizza

I believe today was a hard day at work for many reasons...
1: I got sent farther back into time.
2: Lizzie Mcguire is on a rampage.
3: Pizzas back then were like pitas
4: Why was Mr. Ohnstad there during WWII?
5: I forget...
6: The Great Poop smells when he was a young lad.

Well yes the Delorean did break when I attempted to go back into the future, well kind of, I accidentally put 2003 BC instead of AD and I was too lazy to set it back into hyper tron with the Flux Capacitor... But yeah, I bet you don't know what that is but neither do I. Well I ended up in Egypt where people eat pizzas out of pitas, but oh well, I'm cool with that. When I was telling people DWDP, I met this guy named the Scorpion Pizza. He's this guy who's against dirty pitas (cause pizzas were pita type food back then). He was a guy who loved to go around killing the Dirty Pita Police, and that seems a little bit similar to my job... Well he was known for clean pitas and he also chanted DWDP, which was in the same direction as my slogan goes. I believe this man was the creator of the DWDP back in the day. The guy who I'm with is and always be the real, original, Down With Dirty Pizza master, besides me... Well I'm going to hop back into the Delorean to see if I can make it back home, and if I don't I guess this web page will be at least 4000 years when i get home. Enjoy!
PS: DOWN WITH DIRTY PIZZA!!!

Episode XXIII: Willy Wonka and the Pizza Factory

Yikes! Once again... Once again... The Delorean sent me into the 70's where I portrayed in Ronald Dahl's new movie, Willy Wonka and the Pizza Factory. All I knew is that this movie was educational but it sucked. It was about Charlie and his grandpa getting into dirty pizza and overdosing on it with their friends then all of a sudden they wake up at a Clean Pizza Re-hab center (Pizza Factory). I was the rehab instructor because I pushed around former/current dirty pizza addicts, and trust me, while filming the movie, they were real people... Yuk, who would do something like that? Well Willy Wonka showed the kids and Charlie around the factory, showing off his Umpa Loompas, and his pattened formula, The Everlasting Pizza. Wow what a good invention to have. That sure beats his old crappy Chocolate Factory. But sadly Charlie and his Grandpa actually die in this movie, once again the two drink the bubbly and they floated up once again, but this time I made the roof like a fan that pushes up from the bottom and sucks you up from the top, so they paid the price for drinking the bubbly because that's bad for you, sequels can be destructive, and this time i proved them right. Well I wont give away the ending to this movie, but I have to give you a hint, it has to do something with Mr. Ohnstad and hints on his evolution to Mr. Badstad. Oh wait... This movie is at least 30 years old by now... Hmm.... Oh well back to the future!!!

Cosmia

2008-10-26T08:27:00.001-07:00

Cosmia

The light from Orion Nebula's will take an estimated distance of 1,500 light-years to reach Earth.

Micah the Mountain Origins: Chapter VI

2008-10-25T00:03:00.000-07:00

Micah the Mountain Origins
Chapter VI

In an attempt to get himself off of substance abuse such as mushrooms and inhalant chemicals, Micah started to do civil work for the country to help out his own people.
"I have a mustache, a hovercraft, and a random hiker on me. I wonder what would be best suitable for me to help out this world?" said Micah as he was floating around thinking what he could do.
Looking into his arms, he notice that there were hundreds of cats meowing at him.
"Hmmm..." said Micah, "I have never noticed all these cats before, I bet they sure miss their home."
Taking each cat one by one home, Micah did his civil duties and he still wondered what else he could do.
The hiker suggested to Micah, "I hear Vice Presidential candidate Sarah Palin is speaking in this area called Talega located in San Clemente, perhaps we should go give her a visit and maybe she could help out on this quest to saving the world."
"Ok." Micah said.
Flying over to Talega, Micah went at mach speed until he realized that he couldn't slow down at all. If he was going to keep going at this speed than he might actually destroy some houses with all the energy that was coming out of his hovercraft.
"Oh no! We're going to crash!" yelled the hiker.
"Not again!" Micah said.
Yes, it was true, Micah realized that he couldn't slow down the hovercraft in time ending up him accidentally burning Talega to the ground. They couldn't help but scream watching many people explode from the fiery flames.
Micah and the Hiker once again retreated into the wilderness because they were shocked what exactly happened. One morning while the Hiker went on a hike, he couldn't help but notice the cover of the newspaper...

Talega Destroyed by Micah: Declared National Heroes!

"How is it that we accidentally ended Sarah Palin's campaign as vice president and we are declared national heroes?" asked Micah while he was licking his mustache.
"Dunno, who cares really." said the hiker, "But hey, it looks like we are invited to some party over in Moscow."
Micah shook his tree hands and said, "What are we waiting for? Let's go to Moscow!"

Micah and the Hiker floated into Moscow where they landed in the middle of Red Square only to be greeted by thundering applause and cheerful joys.
"Wow Micah!" said the Hiker as he patted Micah's snow cap, "They love us! They really love us!"
"Yes we do Micah!" said Prime Minister Vladimir Putin. "You have done this world a great service and prolonged the human race by at least another 4 years. We didn't need another leader who likes to kill wild animals for fun, that's my job."
Not really understanding what they were referring too, Micah and the Hiker shook their heads and said, "Cool!"
With many Mission Accomplished banners all over Moscow, Micah and the Hiker really felt special that day knowing that they changed the world in somewhat of a good way.

All of the world was filled in joy, except for one man... John Travolta.
At the Scientology HQ in Los Angeles, he walked back and forth in his office looking at the various blockbuster hits he has recently been in the last 10 years.
"This is not right, this is just not right." said John Travolta, "It is I who was created Micah, I should be the one winning the prize of coolest guy on earth, not some stupid floating mountain with a mustache. This all just doesn't make sense to me!"
In his office, John Travolta received a call, it was Tom Cruise.
Tom spoke into the phone, "John, I watched the news. All I need to know is, if everything going according to plan?"
John Travolta said, "Yes Tom, everything is going the way it should be."
"Is she ready?" said Tom Cruise.
Not responding, John Travolta hung up the phone and left the room, walking down the hallway, he glanced into the laboratory where there was this skyscraper looking object with the words S.A.L.L.Y on it.
"Soon Micah." said John Travolta, "I know your weakness...."

After a long day, Micah and the Hiker float off into the sunset to once again start a new adventure.

The End...?

Eighteen seconds before sunrise

2008-10-24T01:44:00.000-07:00

Eighteen Seconds Before Sunrise

I was strolling down the pier the other morning walking towards the end with dawn slowly approaching. The topic that we were talking about was on how our faith in God was and for some reason I began to breakdown in sadness. Looking over the railing into the ocean, I turned and said to my friend, "I don't know why but I have been the farthest from God I have ever been in my life. 22 years old now and it seems that for the longest time my prayers have never been answered, again I go unnoticed it seems."
Going into deeper detail by exactly what I meant which I won't disclose, he responded, "You have to look closer at the situation, God has answered your prayers all this time but in calling, you have failed to respond to them. Remember this always: You are given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. Which means, God will put events in your life and how you act on them will change the course of the future. It is not because God isn't answering your prayers, you aren't just acting on them."
Cracking my hand, the sun came over the horizon in the distance and the first rays of light began to shine on us and a I nodded my head. On the way home, I had a montage of thoughts flowing through my head like if it was some AMV on youtube. The person was right, things started to seem a lot clearer to me, and even though I have built walls around making them harder to tear down, I said to myself, "All these years, all these memories, there was you. You pull me through time. Because, for every shadow, no matter how deep is threatened by morning light."
Once again I wake up and realize that it was all a dream. The montage hit into my head once again, and it finally all made sense.

Liquidation

2008-10-21T08:36:00.000-07:00

Liquidation

Bagging groceries for hours can seem like a grueling task! Just imagine bagging groceries for six hours straight, how insane is that! Oh dear... Item after item, I just couldn't keep up, I couldn't take it, it was driving me insane in the membrane, so I had no choice but to go over and shop at Ralphs. This was no ordinary Ralphs, it was a unique Ralphs. Everyone that I knew who that I never really knew their name but was their friend worked there and they didn't wear name tags so it was the hardest thing for me to see who they really are. Things finally picked up as over the intercom they started to play POLYSICS, so the entire store became an FSU fest as we were dancing really insanely to the finest of J-POP.

After shopping, I went over to my friend's house who just recently moved into an apartment and I was helping her unpack her things and organize everything. As she was cleaning her Mouse Trap board, she looked up at me and said, "Hey put on some tunes!" As happy as I was, I put on one of my favorite songs which was only on one disc. "If you want to come on down, with your bones so white..." With the song playing, everything seem so perfect for me knowing that after a long day of work my friends were cheering me up as always. I stared out the window and I watched the freight trains pound, into the wild, wild night... very romantic. Until... she opened the CD player and tossed it out the window and said, "This music is SH*T Jon-o! How could you put on such ruckus in my house! And if you want to come on down? Sounds like bullsh*t to me. How would it feel if I gnaw on your bone, good wouldn't it?" Not knowing what to do, I got excited, again, because she had Justified, so I put it on only to find it wasn't Justin Timberlake... "Yeah! Justing Rimbermake, this music is so good!" Letting out a big sigh, I left the house to go to my next destination.

I ran into members of my family on the street as I was running in fright from what just happened at my friend's apartment. Being told that we were going to Pick Up Stix, I became content to eat with people from church, I felt a little bit relieved. Looking over, I saw P.F. Changs next to me and I quoted Towelie, "How spicy would you like your Chang sauce?" My brother just looked over at me and said, "What are you saying? How dare you say something like that, so inappropriate." We finally made it to Pick Up Stix after walking through various alleyways and I saw a bunch of families group together and our group was so big that they had to move us to the parking lot, which really wasn't that fun because the ground really smelt like asphalt. Over our heads, there were various helicopters looking for something and it was really distracting me because they kept flying lower and lower knocking over our food, but no one seem to care. I couldn't help but think they were suspicious of me because I had a box cutter in my pocket. Being safe, I took it out and hid it in a large pile of sand which (hehehe) was conveniently next to me. Instantly, a spotlight shined on me, oh dear, it was the box cutter!

"With your hands up, please put your hands on the chopper and don't move!" said the helicopter pilot who was at least 50 feet in the sky. Not understanding what was going on, the kind man shot his gun at me and it bounced off of my chest. Looking up, I said it what it seem to be, Portuguese, "You won't like it when I am hungry." The pilot looked over at his co-pilot and they both nodded at each other. In a heartbeat, things started to look like a Micheal Bay film as I started to turn green and everything began to explode. I clapped my hands, said yeah, and jumped really high into the sky as I appeared to be fifty feet taller. The world seem like a seamless dream of lead as I could see everything for miles. There were carnivals everywhere around me and they all seem to be falling apart as if it was supposed to be my fault destroying everything and I said, "Hey that's not my fault!" Clapping my hands again, I flew over the buildings and attempted to escape the men trying to feed me McDonalds in the helicopter. It was a glorious sight as I could see parts of Europe in the distance and futuristic towns but there was an invisible wall blocking me.

Jumping for what seem to be only about 30 seconds, I saw a girl down below on the ground, "Hey, come hide in here!" Instantly, I became normal Jon-o again and I followed her inside this building which looked like a fishing dock you would find in Maine (a beautiful state). "Over here!" she said as I followed her in the building, "Hide in here, this is the expansion pack area." Expansion pack? That didn't make sense to me, opening the door, I went inside only to find another whole which I really didn't notice that would fit when I was outside. Everything seem to be empty and I went around and notice that it still really seem like this would work. I went behind the opposite side of the house that I left into this new world and looked down this valley to see a statue. Climbing down to see what it was I notice that it was the Prince and his Katamari. Behind me came the girl who helped me escape, "We lost a lot of good men that day, including the Prince." I nod my head and looked over at her, "Where are we?" She looked up and said, "The real world, the Prince destroyed it, so we had to build a new one." "I must go." I said, and I did.

Leaving the real world, I went back to the Ralphs which I originally was shopping at. For Reasons Unknown was playing this time, and I thought, wow what a day. Right in the parking lot, a co-worker came up to me smiling and said, "Hey buddy how is it going?" I looked over at the co-worker, "It's been a long day." What surprised me was that he was texting a friend of mine and I said, "Who are you messaging there?" A synth started to play from his car as the song changed from the CD player, "Don't worry about it." I looked at the phone what my co-worker was writing and it said... Liquidation.

Retro Jon-o : DWDP Pizza-mon the movie: Episodes XVII - XX

2008-10-20T00:01:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)
PIZZA-MON THE MOVIE

Celebrating 5 years of clean pizza!

Episode XVII: Pizza-mon the Movie
Part I: Choices

After a long adventure into the Matrix, I decided to take a week long break in the land of Kanto (one of the pokemon regions). Veridian city is a very cool place to hang out because it has a really huge gym where Sebrina is at and such. So that's when I decided, I should tour more of the city. The airport is so cool because they have this airliner called "The Hoot-Hoot Express, and it's very cool. Since i was eating too much pizza at the "Poke-Pizza Buffet." I got kicked out, that's when my troubles became... When I picked up the Pizza-mon book at Barnes and Bobbles I couldn't stop reading it. I was reading the adventures of Team Rocket and their many attempts to steal a Pikachu from this boy named Ash from Pallet town, and their two former gym leader friends, Misty and Brock. Then all of a sudden i wasn't paying attention then I ran into the actual bunch... It was so surprising to me because i thought they were only non-existant but i guess they aren't... Hmmm... Oh well. Back to the story... So i was hanging out and talking to them because Brock lost his Geotron and he couldn't find it because he is unable to see through is oddly shaped eyes, but before Brock could open them... Team rocket camed along and stole the Geotron straight from Brock. We tried to convince Team Rocket, and we almost did until Ash had to interfere... Ash told Team Rocket to die, and i thought he ment from my book, he through it off from the pier and it landed into the water. I was really sad at the time but Pika-tron convinced us to get some pizza, but it didn't work because Pika-tron can't speak. Then when they were arguing some more, I couldn't help my self from talking to Mewoth because he can actually talk! Cool... Well before I could make my way back Ash's pika-tron shocked Team Rocket, including me because i happened to be at the right place at the wrong time... So then it was insane, I got "Blasted off" with team rocket, and we flew and flew until we fell into a field with the rain still falling leaving me with a really big scar on my elbow. I wonder what team rocket has to say about this...

Episode XVIII: Pizza-mon the Movie
Part II: The Birth of UWDP

After awaking from my 15 minute coma from falling from the sky due to Pika-tron's 100,000 volt thunder shock, I had a really bad poke-headache. Looking for 10 minutes I resembled the Team Rocket together. I found Jessie in a Miltank Stable, James in a Sandshrew hole, and mewoth in a box of sharp objects including this cool Charmander pez-dispenser that I'm happing to be holding. But sadly, I was unaware that what was about to happen... Well first of all we started to head back to town all torn up and tired. All James talks about is capturing Pika-tron, and all Jessie talks about is dismantling the 'Twerp's' limbs and body parts... Yuk... When it was time to feed their pokemon, it was a odd experience, Jessie took out her Arbutt and Likatung, and she fed them dirty pizza... That's when I decided i should be undercover on this mission... So we finally reached a pizza parlor and that's when they said, "Prepare for Pizza, and make it double..." So I had to step into this madness and say, "Hope it's not dirty." Then Team Rocket flinched and and ran off yelling the words UWDP... I supposed that means Up With Dirty Pizza but those words were very shocking to my ears and I myself flinched as well. The first thing I did was call the new Pizza H.Q. and warn them of the new threat. Then the second thing I did was to go look for Ash and his rag-tag team of friends ASAP!!! Wow it's sure rainy...

Episode XVIII: Pizza-mon the Movie
Part III: Pikatron captured!

Puff... Puff... Wow I'm tired, I had to run at least 10,000 miles to get here to tell ash that trouble is on the way, and that's when Team Rocket appeared. They had loads and loads of dirty pizza, Yikes! Well then Misty busted out her Psyduck to even up the match, I mean screw up the match. All Psyduck does is tip's his head and says "Psy?" Oh well then Brock got out his Vulpix and Ash got his squirtle and battled Team Rocket's evil pokemon! Kung foo kicks and water guns, and electric shocks, right now this battle was the place to be. In the background Misty kept chanting DWDP and she ate pizza also at the same time. Yikes, again. That's pretty hard to do, eat with food in your mouth and chant DWDP, i should try that some time... or not... Well, oh yeah! Back to the battle... This is where things got wrong. A big mewoth doll used "confusion" and got a hold a pika-tron and grabbed him and took him away. Before Pika-tron could enter the battle, it was already being kidnapped! Eh... This isn't good at all for the pokemon everywhere, without pika-tron we didn't have a chance. Ash tried his hardest to get him back but before you could say pretzel, the balloon and the doll magically dissapear... Since is emo like terminator, he cried him self all the way back to the hotel and he peed his pants so hard, he created his own lake and he had to have the mayor of the city to come down and declare it as a State Lake because it exceeded 20,000 gallons of water, or pee that is. Well tomorrow we are going to go out and get Pika-tron, even if it takes everything we got, including our pizza. Just Kidding! Team Rocket is going down!!!

Episode XX: Pizza-mon the Movie
Part IV: Payback is a Pizza

Wow what a night! First zapped by pika-tron, conformation with Team Rocket and the birth of UWDP, then Pika-tron is then kidnapped! Glad i got some sleep or I'd have to have a Hypno do it for me. Ash did not sleep all night, he created his plan and he did it well. His plan is to find team rocket and get pika-tron back, wow what a plan! That must of took him years to come up with! Yikes! Well we headed out of the hotel and went to the pokecenter where we tracked down pika-tron with the dirty pizza radar, because Team Rocket eats lots and lots of it... eh... Well the highest censors were coming from the dock, where we first encountered Team Rocket. Ash and I, including Misty and Brock, ran as fast as we could and we got there just in time before they morphed pika-tron into Rice Aroni, the San Fransisco Treat. There were many pika-trons there and Ash quickly found his and the battle once again up rised. That's when I decided to get a pika-tron for myself. Then the league is set and the game is on! I threatened the team by saying that my pika-tron will turn you into Apple Jacks and other such... But wait, Apple Jacks don't taste like apples... What's going on here... Why did no one inform me on this discovery... Oh well back to the battle. Jessie's Arbutt was very powerful but couldn't master the art of Ash's Pika-tron. Then Misty had to interrupt and sent out her Starpoo, "Hya!" Well at least starpoo talks cool! Well me and James were battling on top of an oil rig and he had his Weezing that sounded like 40 year old smoker, well that's why you shouldn't smoke... Well I wasn't the best pokemon trainer, so he got away because with his sludge attack, I had no chance against him... Then Team Rocket got away in their new Dirty Pizza balloon, but i assure you, this is not the last time we're going to see team rocket...

Thanks for time traveling with me today, see you all next week!

Micah the Mountain Origins: Chapter V

2008-10-18T01:15:00.000-07:00

Micah the Mountain Origins
Chapter V

There, deep inside the Utah forest, our hero, Micah, the mustached mountain, laid restless and defeated as he began to indulge in toxic mushrooms in hopes to get rid of his depression knowing that the entire world at the time hated him. High out of his mind, Micah lost the strength from his mustache to keep himself standing but turned into a blob of worthless sand as he mumbled, "Only my mustache can save this world and I cannot save myself. At least there are many pretty colours everywhere here."

"What are you doing Micah!" yelled the hiker as he was floating on Micah's hovercraft, "You cannot just sit around getting high all time time, don't you see the sun, don't you see how high he is in the sky?"
"Yeah so?" said Micah as he coughed out a mushroom, "The sun is 'chill' he provides me heat grow mushrooms."
"You don't get the point, so what if you are indulging in mushrooms, that doesn't mean you should give up."
The conversation went back and forth for a good thirty minutes until the hiker gave up and ran out of options, except for one...

The hiker began burning down the forest in complete happiness knowing that Micah would have to be forced to escape because he himself did not want to turn into molten lava.

"I don't want to turn into molten lava." said Micah as his mushrooms began to burn off his peak giving him the rationality to think clearly.
Watching the forest burn down, the hiker had a sense of joy to him as he kept on laughing knowing that Micah's binging on shrooms were soon going to end.

The forest rangers came and only saw a mustache in the distance and didn't know what or how to react to the fires, to the forest rangers ran into the fire only to burn themselves alive.

Micah used the glory of tectonic plates and moved over to the hovercraft where he climbed aboard and the two floated off into the distance.

Reflecting on his own life, Micah began to realize that there were so many great things in life. Thinking on how he was created and the life he has lived, Micah started to think about blessings in his life such as his golden mustache, the random hiker, and John Travolta's movies.

"You see Micah, you don't have to indulge on shrooms to enjoy life, you see that there are so many great things out there." said the Hiker.

Licking his Mustache, Micah looked up at the hiker with a smile and began naming off some of the great things in life that he really appreciates. "Yeah, you're absolutely right about everything! China, robots, communism, homeless people, and globalization, there are so many beautiful things we take advantage of until we truly realize that they are gone. From this moment on, I will dedicate my mustache to saving the world!"

"Saving the world?" said the hiker.
"Aye, my friend, saving the world!" said micah
Not questioning what he just said, the hiker just assumed Micah was high again and they rode off into the distance wondering what was exactly going on between each other.

Check back next week for Chapter VI for the final episode!

The Weeping Weenis feat. Naomi PaskoWattz: Anyone Else but Aircanoes

2008-10-16T02:32:00.000-07:00

Anyone Else but Aircanoes

The Weeping Weenis is returning for a all new song featured on the Aircanoe soundtrack featuring special guest Naomi PaskoWattz. Sing along to the video below and it will all make sense! Enjoy.

The Weeping Weenis feat. Naomi PaskoWattz
Anyone Else but Aircanoes

You're a part time aircanoe and a full time friend
The air coming out your back is the latest trend
I don't why anybody can breathe, as this planet melts
But you

Here blows the air and off is the steeple
We sure are dying for two suffocating people
I don't why anybody can breathe, as this planet melts
But you

This aircanoe works off of minimum wage
I live in the future, and you look like Ellen Page
I don't why anybody can breathe, as this planet melts
But you

I really don't get this Aircanoe's spiel
I'm in love with how you eat veal
I don't why anybody can breathe, as this planet melts
But you

I blow air on your brain in this aircanic vein
I blow air on you all starry eyed, as I'm ripped apart from side to side
I don't why anybody can breathe, as this planet melts
But you

The planet forgive me, the oxygen forgive me
So why can't, Aircanoes forgive me?
I don't why anybody can breathe, as this planet melts
But you

Du du du du du du dudu
Du du du du du du dudu
I don't why anybody can breathe, as this planet melts
But you

Zeitgeist: Volume IV

2008-10-16T02:00:00.000-07:00

Zeitgeist

Volume IV

The spirit of the time; the general intellectual

and moral state or temper characteristic of any period of time.

After beginning my quest into creative arts back in February, I would like to introduce to you some of the drawings from my book that I made titled Zeitgeist which I was in spirit at the time to draw using crayons and expressing my feelings & ideas. Below are a couple of drawings with the meaning and commentary beneath them. I hope you enjoy my artwork!- Jon-o

16) The Future of Moscow

The Future of Moscow, this picture I drew after reflecting my time back in Moscow and tried to make up some architecture which I thought would best represent Russia and behold, I came up with this. There are really only two buildings with an actual influence to me, the one on the farthest left is a building found in Sim City 2000 when you start to make eco-buildings when you reach the distant future and the gray one hidden in the back is the one found in Blade Runner. I love buildings, cannot deny it!

17) Europa I

Europa I, the sixth moon of Jupiter, is something that has always fascinated me because one day looking through a book of space I noticed this planetoid and really realized that it was truly a piece of art as if God really did spend his time brushing his paint brush across the surface of Europa. Out of anywhere in the solar system right now, Europa is a top contender for containing life.

Here is a picture that I copied off from the surface, enjoy ;-)

18) Europa II

Europa II is the concept from Europa, here is the image that I copied from the satellite images.

19) Surf of the Future

Surf of the Future comes from an idea that one point in human history we will soon become more machine than man, kind of like the Borg in Star Trek. As you see here, it is clear this man has way too many cybernetic attachments which has improve his surf. I am not the biggest surf fan being H2No and all but this is kind of a dedication to those who do surf because one of my friends come from a legendary surf family, my friend has done ministry work through surfing, and I live in a city founded on surfing. So cheers to you all surfers out there! Behind on the boat is my secret language that only I can read. Rad eh?

20) Sociology

Sociology is defined as the study and classification of human societies but here I went away from the normal thinking what is it going to be called when we meet another race of alien, Socioxenology?

21) Happy Valentines Day!

Happy Valentine's Day is a pretty simple explanation, but actually very deep I guess you can see. Usually Valentine's Day are tough times, but for some reason during this year I became really excited because Valentine's Day for me this year meant traveling up to San Francisco with my friends which ended up to be a very lovely and fun trip involving epic proportions. It was really nice to go with one of my best friends twice in a month to my favorite city, but this time it was around five days of all four of us eating at restaurants, taking the bus, and having a fun time. This was the last drawing in my series using crayons and the last one symbolizes love because that is what I have for my friends and family because they mean everything for me.

These are the drawings in my Zeitgeist series, I hope you enjoyed them!

Strengths and Weaknesses

2008-10-14T00:36:00.000-07:00

Strength and Weaknesses

One fine evening a few days ago in a dream of mine, my friend and I were strolling through the beautiful city of San Francisco talking about life and everyday enjoyments under the moonlit sky when we started to bring up the conversation of strengths and weaknesses of each other. Looking down at the shiny asphalt from the mixture of water and the lights of the city I began to ponder the question. After my response to her, this is what she said to me.

"Jon-o, your greatest strength is that you are a guy who can get along and connect with any type of person. You are apart of every group but a representative of none, it is like you have no true identity but a wonderer in this society, that I see is your greatest weakness."

There is some truth in that statement and there are some missing, it is hard to understand what seems real and what seems imaginary at points in our lives. I am always willing to improve myself, and if you see something I could work on, we are in this together. In my dreams there have been a couple of symbols that have been reoccuring and after I asked her what I said I should do, she told me, "It is time to move onto the next chapter of your life."
Looking at her smile fade away off into the foggy night, I came to realize that I was sitting in my bed starring at the ceiling and I said to myself, "I am ready."

Ire Works

Retro Jon-o : DWDP - What is Dirty Pizza ? ? ?

2008-10-14T00:25:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)

Celebrating 5 years of clean pizza!

What is Dirty Pizza ? ? ?

Dirty pizza is when you get pizza dirty as in stomping it into the ground with anger when you are upset, do it for pleasure, or you are an elite member of UWDP (Up With Dirty Pizza). Dirty pizza is used to destroy people's lives, (like mine) and others... The leader of the UWDP movement was founded by a man named Lizzie Mcguire about a year ago.
How to avoid dirty pizza:

1. Make sure it's clean and pure.
2. Bake it until it's clean
3. Don't watch the Disney channel
4. If it's dirty, don't eat it.

Watch out and be prepared because sooner or later someone you know will be effected from the dangerous use of dirty pizza....

The Down With Dirty Pizza Anthem

Saturate yourself with the stench of Dirty,
it seems you're addicted to Bad Pizza.
Inhale the lies of pure pizza
and fame they've got you trapped in food.
Is this what you need?
DWDP?
What you need to eat in?
Pizza into what?
An early grave.
Swallow every dirty pizza that is fed to you.
Watching yourself decay everyday.
Coughing up sauce and cheese, do it again and again.
Eating Dirty pizza, you have no chance to win.
As you've seen this world prey on pizza.
This dirty pizza takes my breath away.
The pizza that I eat - second hand disease.
How can you say it doesn't affect me?

Put the pizza down your throat,
Dirty Pizza Makes you CHOKE! x5

Then on the 6th time...
Put the pizza down your throat,
DOWN WITH DIRTY PIZZA, CHOKE!!

Thanks for time traveling with me, check back next week for DWDP feature film, Pikatron The Movie!

Micah the Mountain Origins: Chapter IV

2008-10-10T03:08:00.000-07:00

Micah the Mountain Origins
Chapter IV

Deep inside the Scientology Lavatory located in Los Angeles, John Travolta, using his pay from the movie Hairspray, was developing the latest technology to take down the floating mystical mustached mountain named Micah.

On screen with the Bluetooth Republicans (BTR), BYU, and the Stevia Factory, John Travolta discussed his latest plan. "You see here my friends, we have the technology, all we need now is to apply it. You see... I have this high tech transmitter device that will take down the mustached mountain and we can use his stash hairs to once again reclaim Hollywood!"

The only thing was that John Travolta was lying, he was actually draining BYU's own funds to simply destroy it and reclaim Utah for the name of Scientology. From using his bluetooh, John was able to contact multiple people at once without touching a single button on his phone. Just like a paranoid android, he sat and laughed for the possible outcome.

Watching on the television screen that was bought by Bluetooth, he observed Micah's hovercraft going haywire and causing a handful of technical malfunctions. There was nothing anybody could do at this point but watch Micah float through the city of Salt Lake City.

Floating graciously through Salt Lake city, Micah began to notice that sparks began to accidentally out of his hover craft causing a couple of fires that he did not intend to do.

"Holy frog hairs!" exclaimed Micah with distress, "What is happening to my hovercraft? It is like I just ate a bunch of McDonalds McSkillet McSandwiches, and now my body is seeking revenge on my by wanting to poop it all out in the form of lighting bolts!"

"I think that is not the point." said the hiker, "My scanner detects that this hovercraft is operated by bluetooth technology and it seems like someone activated the malfunctioning button."

"Why is there a malfunctioning button?" asked Micah as he licked his Mustache.

The Hiker climbed down and took a piece of celery that Micah was so effortlessly trying to pick out of his mustache, "Don't ask me, I don't speak Spanish."

Slowly over the city, the two watched in horror, or most likely confusion as Salt Lake City was being destroyed by Micah's malfunctioning hovercraft.

After a couple of hours of pure mayhem and destruction on Micah's part, the Air Force finally came because they actually found out it was somewhat of national security to stop Salt Lake City from being burned down.

Shooting rockets, missiles, and rocket propelled grenades, Micah was staring to become confused why they were shooting at him. Luckily for Micah and the hiker, there was a protective plasmic shield that were protecting the two thanks to the gloriousness of Bluetooth technology.

"I don't understand why they're shooting at us?" asked Micah, "This really makes my mustache tingle, and I don't like the feeling of it.

The hiker tried to throw a McSkillet sandwiches at one of the aircraft fighters and missed, "Do you know what Micah, I think it is because we accidentally destroyed this city called, Salt Lake City. I don't get what the big deal is but they seem to be having one."

Dodging through city streets and buildings, Micah steered his hovercraft with great precision as he managed to avoid destruction. Becoming really sad and confused, Micah only had one choice, to flee to the forest. As much Micah is a mountain of peace and happiness, it began to rain in Salt Lake City that day, not by the water of the sky, but by Micah's own tears.

After a long day of misunderstanding and confusing story lines, the hiker and Micah fled into the wilderness hoping that they would not be found for a very long time...

Oh Dear! What will happen to Micah now since he accidentally destroyed Salt Lake City?

Support the Mustache, save the world.
Check back next week for Chapter V!

Aircanoe: The Poster

2008-10-09T14:02:00.000-07:00

Click on it for a larger image and more detail.

Check out our Facebook group, Aircanoe (Spelled Wrong)

Zeitgeist: Volume III

2008-10-08T11:40:00.000-07:00

Zeitgeist

Volume III

The spirit of the time; the general intellectual

and moral state or temper characteristic of any period of time.

11) Lain

Lain is a drawing based off one of my favorite anime mini-series, Serial Experiments Lain. I watched this show in a time in my life when I was trying to understand the world around me with taking a Humanities class and beginning to use my creative talent and this show helped me see life from another perspective that we have the choice to act upon freewill and sometimes we have to reset our own life to create a new one. When I drew this I tried to outline one of the pictures of her face but blacken it out with red dots because in the anime series, there are parts when Lain is walking down the street and it shows a mixture between reality and the fake world where it creates a mixture of blots and blobs as seen here. This was fun because it helped me practice drawing an actual human head which I still need practice on but in time it will all be perfected. If you want a good cyberpunk-abstract anime, then go watch Serial Experiments Lain. Review of the show 5/5.

12) Tutelary

Tutelary, which pretty much translates to having the position of guardian or protector of a person, place, or thing. I got this concept of a drawing randomly from concept art found in this book Realm of Tolkien: Images of Middle Earth where it shows the Wraiths standing in the field with swords, cloked and mysterious. Instead of drawing that I got this idea of drawing these spirit looking creatures with a sword, two have fruit, and I honestly forgot what the other two items. And clearly the girl in the window is a beautiful princess who is captive awaiting her prince to slay the spirit gaurdians and win her heart.

13) A Visitor in the Night

A Visitor in the Night is a drawing that is based off a true story of mine where one time I woke up in my room only to see an old lady holding a plate of sandwiches smiling at me. There not knowing what to do at 4:00 AM, I just sat there as she walked over me and vanished into the closet. Thinking she was actually in my closet I waved my hands in there hoping to see if anything was in there, but strangely it was all apart of my imagination. Over various research and studies, I came to the conclusion that my ability to see weird people in the night, such as the one above, is called Hypnagogia which can be viewed here. Basically it is a transitional time between Sleep and reality where sometimes certain images can crossfade into each other creating a sense that you might be seeing a ghost or another out of world object. From what I can recall, this has been something that I have experienced since I was a little kid, so this pretty much explains many questions I have had in the past. Thanks to drawing, parts of my life come together.

14) Aberrant

Aberrant translates to differing from the normal or accepted way, especially in behavior. This drawing was a concept of many things together, one including my favorite artist, Wassily Kandinsky and an album cover from the Mathcore band, The Number Twelve Looks Like You. I do love the style of Russian Cubism and the entropy of things. All throughout my life, I like to wonder away from the normal status and do my own thing, and this is how my brain felt one night and that is how I expressed it using a paper and crayons, controled chaos.

15) Architecture

Architecture is simple as that, I like it. I just randomly drew my favorite things, squares, circles, arrows, and lines to make this random city. The thing actually is significant in this drawing is the sun because I had a dream once where on this distant planet, a small man made sun was used for energy and it had these rings around it kind of like in the movie Contact, just gyrospheres everywhere. Pretty simple and clean, just how things should be.

I hope you enjoyed my drawings and check back next time in the near future for Volume IV!

Retro Jon-o: DWDP Episodes 14-16

2008-10-06T13:52:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)

Celebrating 5 years of clean pizza!

Episode XIV: Lord of the Pizzas: The Two Gooberts

Ever since the pizza H.Q. was destroyed, a day has never shocked me as bad as this one did... I was walking home from seeing the Matrix for my 5th time and I saw my good old' Middle Earth friends and what stood out was that they were sad... (What’s with everyone turning emo?) So I headed over and I saw that it was the grossest thing I’ve ever seen before, a pile of dirty pizzas... They were all looking around to see what the cause of this madness was but no one could figure it out! I called up the Great Poop and asked him and he didn't know what to do... Gimili was so sad that he cried himself to sleep while crying some more... Being a pizza detective is the hardest job in the world... eh... Well we couldn't find any survivors... all lost in this tragic destruction! I should pull myself together and go to somewhere else where I can be alone...

Episode XV: P-Men 2: Pizza United

Invasion! Invasion! I was hanging out with Ice Man and Wolverine until the dirty pizza police entered the room! If it wasn't for that girl who ate a dirty pizza and screamed really loud, we wouldn't be here today! I was up at Xavier's house hanging around and using the Celebro, a device that shows all the pizzas in existence all over the world, and busting out my teleporting power. Well after Wolverine's b-day party the dirty police stormed into the house collecting all the P-Men and pizza they could find... The group was down to three people, me, wolverine, and the famous el Chupanebra. To remind you, the el Chupanebra is the female version of the el chupanebre... What a cool guy! Well wolverine cut up the dirty pizza police with the formal weapon, the pizza cutter... I just stood there looking all cool, and the el chupanebra just said "DWDP" so when you come across a P-Man just say, Pizza United goobert!

Episode XVI: Dirty Pizza Reloaded

Yup! Back into the matrix I go! Me and Neo went to hang out for the Oracle today and to eat pizza, a lot of pizza! We called up Niobe and Ghost to come down also and they brought their $5 and we started to eat. Ghost hates sauce on his pizza and Niobe hates cheese on her pizza, the two are a weird couple... We were eating until Dirty Pizza Agent Smith came into the scene. We were ready to battle until he said that he's not an agent anymore but he's just Smith now... Well we were cool with that so we decided to hang out with him for the day. He was cool and all until when he was eating a slice of pizza he threw it down on the ground and started to laugh... Then that's when we figured he's still against pizza! Then Neo and Smith got up and that Lobby Music (from the first matrix) started to play in the background. When I was weeping to the dirty pizza, it turned into another smith, and a bunch more smiths came through the gates of the park and there were many of them! When I thought it couldn't get worse guess who came out of the apartment complex? Mr. Badstad! After he came out he snapped his fingers and about 100+ of them came out! Since Mr. Badstad evolved from Mr. Ohnstad because he got a motorcycle, he's been badder then ever! Eh... Well since I didn't want to fight that day I started to play with a rock and tossed it up and down! How fun... Well since Neo is a crybaby he just flew off making me be left with Mr. Badstad! I got so scared I peed my pants and me and the Keymaker got the heck out of there as we opened a door to another dimension! I wonder where I’m going? DWDP!

Thank you for traveling with me! See you all next time....

The Wrath of Solicitors

2008-10-02T02:04:00.000-07:00

The Wrath of Solicitors ! ! !

Featured in the October 1st, 2008 issue of the Saddleback Lariat Newspaper

Saddleback Community College, a place of prosperity where adults from all over southern Orange County gather to higher their education and goals in life to achieve a higher status in society, but, in this day and age it has been on the downward spiral of devolution. The reasons for this devolution are these rare breed of creatures called solicitors which have been slowly multiplying by the numbers over the years. Solicitors are roaming our campus, like a pack of wild zombies wishing to chew our brains away with useless information and pyramid schemes. These people only want to take what is most valuable to you and sell it to the highest bidder, your soul. Just because they say that school is the safest place that you can be, it is actually isn’t.

On any ordinary day in the abnormally sunny city of Mission Viejo, you could be walking down the path going to your next class only to be bombarded by several groups asking you to do the same thing. Being the humans that we are, we feel inclined to give them our sympathy and buy into their demands, but at times it isn’t the best decision. Here is a perfect example of a conversation between a solicitor and you, the innocent miniature college student.

“Hello sir, how are you doing today?” said the large man in a size small shirt, “Would you be interested in signing up for a free 14 day membership at Hard Bodies Gym?”

Looking down at your own physique, you notice that you are approximately 1/5^th his body size. If he wanted to, he could crush you with his bald shiny head and mustache. Not knowing if this man is serious or not, you reply, “Sure.”

Fourteen days later, you noticed that you are completely broke and financially insecure because you have just given away your credit card information, driver’s license, and social security card. You have basically became erased, there is now a forty year old man with a bald head and a mustache wearing your clothes, sitting in on your classes, and going out with your girlfriend. Easily, thinking you can become the biggest, fastest, and coolest kid with a free membership really didn’t work out in the end.

Sadly, at the alarming rate the human population is reproducing, we are only going to see the best of solicitors in the upcoming years. Just like if they were Orcs breeded in the heart of Mordor, their armor will only become thicker, and their words will only become more convincing. Ranging from Hard Bodies Gym memberships, Latter Day Saints, McDonalds Exercise Program, Real Estate Agents, Blue Tooth Republicans (BTR), Team Rocket, and scary post-apocalyptic Icelandic zombie proliferators, we need to simply be ready and hold fast hope with standing firm in our beliefs that people who solicit and fight the good fight. If we give up and lose the fight, we will soon be assimilated like the Borg. Like Captain Picard said once, “Resistance is futile.” Well guess what, you were wrong Picard… you were wrong…

Taking a Break

2008-09-20T17:51:00.001-07:00

Taking a Break

Taking a break from the blogging industry since I'll be out of town for a while. When I return there will be more Micah the Mountain episodes and even a new art project that I am currently going to be working on. Here's a hint, the index to alchemy, got it? So be ready when it comes. Here are some selected works of mine to keep you busy.

See you in the future.
- Jon-o

Micah The Mountain: Origins

Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III

Poetry

Under The Moonlit Pier
Eventide
Faces of the Past
Oh, what a life

Short Stories

Fragments
XE: Enter the Dream Master -excerpt-

The Dawn for a New Adventure

2008-09-19T10:53:00.000-07:00

Last night symbolized the ending of an era and the beginning of a new one. During my adventures I have been about traveling from what you would call, a distant futuristic / post apocalyptic arctic world. N0t to go into details because I am not ready to write about it, here is the random show that I experienced which was all in this large abandoned office.

!!! (Chk Chk Chk) with The Go Team!

Dillinger Escape Plan with Randy Newman on keyboards

The Mars Volta with Perry Farrell on vocals

Gorillaz w/ De La Soul

John Mayer / NERD jam session

MIA / Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five

Headliner: Perry Farrell / John Mayer / Randy Newman / Russel Hobbs / Ben Weinman / Flea

The dream ended with me looking off at one of the old palaces and the water in the background with the sun rising. My friend ran off where I could not find her, and I stood there with my head looking into the air smiling saying to myself, 'Where does my next adventure lead to?'

Virtual Console: Mega Man 2

2008-09-19T00:08:00.000-07:00

Mega Man 2 : The Mystery of Dr. Wiley

Upon completing Super Mario RPG tonight, here is my next line up, the epic... Mega Man 2

Mega Man 2 takes place after the original Mega Man, which was set in the year 200X. Dr. Wily, the series' main antagonist, built a new fortress and army of robotic henchmen, led by eight new Robot Masters of his design. Mega Man was sent by his creator, Dr. Light, to defeat the Dr. Wily and his Robot Masters.

Need I say more???

Watch this video to get a good idea on mega man 2.

Zeitgeist: Volume II

2008-09-17T13:23:00.000-07:00

Zeitgeist

The spirit of the time; the general intellectual

and moral state or temper characteristic of any period of time.

- Jon-o

6) New Wave

New Wave is a drawing that was comprised and inspired by one of my favorite genres of music, New Wave. My scanner doesn't work all that well, but the actual picture is very vibrant in colors, just like the 80's style. The vision I had for the characters were that they are very expressive people and have each their own unique personality. You got all of them dancing and enjoying their time, just like how we should see our lives. When we have a problem that stresses us out, just dance it off.

7) Aurora Borealis

Aurora Borealis was a picture that I really enjoyed doing because the Aurora Borealis in general has always been something that has fascinated me and always wanted to experience seeing their lights. Apparently, this picture portrays the Inuit people in northern Canada and a beginning of a winter's night, which can last for over 30 days at best. After doing this sketch in my math class, I moved it into a drawing and eventually after drawing the igloos and the people, I kind of went off the deep end and added in my own flavor. If you happen to notice, there is that random object on the right hand side, that is actually supposed to be a government labratory and the green dots over the sunset are UFOS, including the one hiding behind the aurora borealis on the upper right . I guess you can simply say, I like drawing UFOS.

8) On Another Distant Planet

This is one of my personal favorites that I did, and it was featured in the Fearless Artshow back in June. You can call this a follow up to my other drawing, On A Distant Planet, but this time they are on Another Distant Planet. Makes sense? In this drawing I made two alien species interacting with each other, both I have seen in one of my dreams and thought I would draw them. The one on the right is holding a flower and the one on the left is growing a flower. The environmental issue is very clear in this one as I represented tree stumps for deforestation, and the air pollution from the factory. The hidden story behind this one was that in the future, there are three main galatic federations, and this is another federation's planet and their non-caring method of using it. At the rate we are going with deforestation, our planet will soon look like this one.

9) Andross and his amazing friends

Andross and his Amazing Friends is kind of a cross over between the character Andross from Star Fox (SNES) and my brother Andrew. The characters in this drawing are various ones that I drew over time in my math class and decided to splice them all together into one fun group of friends. Andross the Magician is what I call him and he tries to pick up on ladies by showing he has the talents of shooting pixels at people. I always thought it would be cool to have an umbrella that is alive and scary.

10) A Brand New Colony

A Brand New Colony is titled from the song by Postal Service, Brand New Colony. I love to draw spaceships and this one was kind of a little influenced by the movie Sunshine (just because of the organic ecosystem they have). Simply this one is about a spaceship going to another planet to colonize it, since I am a firm believer in space colonization and exploration, I am representing my colors by drawing this drawing. I know one day, we will reach beyond our own solar system and hopefully the space ship would look as cool as this one above.

I hope you enjoyed my drawings and check back next time in the near future for Volume III!

Retro Jon-o : DWDP Episodes 11 - 13

2008-09-15T12:58:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)

(Celebrating Five Years of Clean Pizza!)

Episode XI: Pizza Man

Hey, hey, hey! I made it to New York today! What a great site to look at! There are just so many places to see and to enjoy! Well I decided to "hang" around with Spider Man, (street name: Pizza Man) and fight off the dirty pizza on the streets of N.Y.! I'm glad I came back to N.Y. because this is where the former Pizza H.Q. was until it was destroyed. Eh... Well my friend Spidey is great at what he does... He shoots out some string thing that prevents guys attacking him... Well we were walking home from pizza time until me and spidey saw this clean pizza falling off a bridge, so Spider Man quickly grabbed it and the other lady who had been intoxicated with some dirty pizza... It was a crazy site but luckily we managed to get out of it and got back home to have enough time to finish the rest the pizza at my Pizza Time party... The pizza was so good I thought I would have Pizza Fest at my new house...

Episode XII: The Quest for Hope

Here we go, behind me walking is my pizza team as they're about to go into space and fight off a gigantic dirty pizza that is going to fall upon to the earth and kill us all if not stopped. Don't listen to what the government says to you, but this pizza mission will be the most dangerous yet... If we fail, then the earth will fall... sounds great doesn't it? Even these guys are average pizza shop owners, we trust them that they already know how to use a space ship and guide us to freedom! So when you go to sleep tonight pray that these men with courage of no other will pull through... Long live clean pizza and down with dirty pizza for all an all of everyone's natural lives...

Episode XIII: The Pizza, the Terminator, and the Wardrobe

Yup as you can see here this is my good friend, Mr. T-101, this is newer model from the old T-100 who was killed in a factory and was emo. My mission here is to save this kid John Connor from eating some dirty pizza that will cause the up rise of dirty pizza all across the United States... Yuk, I know that sounds just delicious! Well we have a huge problem; the T-101 likes to eat dirty pizzas! What kind of sick freak would like to eat dirty pizzas? I know I wouldn't...? Oh well, we have to stop the evil T-1000 who isn't emo and wants to make the T-101 cry because he's the newest version of emo power... This T-1000 guy is scary and shouldn't be messed with... When me and the Terminator went into the mall we came across the T-1000 and a huge battle started in which we fought for ground with pizza! Luckily the T-101 was there and my life was saved to this emo guy...!?! I and the T-101 are going to do some more field word and maybe we can settle something out...

Thank you for time traveling with me! See you all next week!

Micah the Mountain Origins: Chapter III

2008-09-13T13:21:00.000-07:00

Micah the Mountain Origins

Chapter III

"Help me oh mustache wonder!" yelled the hiker, "I am about to be turned into a McChile!"

Without any hesitation, Micah used his high tech hovercraft and swooped down and saved the hiker from instant McDeath.

Picking up the hiker, Micah began to notice that he was actually a nice guy, not like the ones who try to make you sign those scary petitions or those type of things.

"Hello there Mr. Mustache!" said the Hiker all friendly and warm.

"Don't call me Mustache, Micah is good." said Micah to the friendly and warm Hiker.

"You saved my life, and with that I owe you. As a gift, I shall share with you one of my secrets, the meaning of life." said the hiker.

Micah smiled and let the hiker continue on hoping that he wasn't setting him up to sign a petition.

"Like my brother Everest?"

As the sun was beginning to set, Micah smiled back at the Hiker. Sitting down on one of Micah's rocks, the Hiker sang a song about Mountain Babes and they floated off into the next day.

To be continued with chapter IV...

If you missed the last two chapters, you can view them here!

http://gazdecki.blogspot.com/2008/08/micah-mountain-origins-chapter-ii.html

http://gazdecki.blogspot.com/2008/08/micah-mountain-orgins-chapter-i.html

The Wilderness

2008-09-13T13:03:00.000-07:00

Here is a recent art piece that I did which ranges 24 x 36 (2 ft x 3 ft) and it is my view of the wilderness, which it is titled The Wilderness. I used colored pencils and took me a bit of a while, but thanks to procrasination and determination, I managed to finish it.

If you click on the image, it gets quite larger so you can view it fully. Plus it is big enough if you wish to make it your desktop. ;- )

I hope you enjoy my creation.

Explosions in the Sky

2008-09-12T11:49:00.001-07:00

Witnessing the Death of a Star

Like if it we were witnessing a battle that only could be described in A Wrinkle in Time, it has officially been confirmed by Jeff Girard that one mid-summer's night in the high Sierras that we were given a show of a star's death that its light came from around 7 billion years ago. What an experience, being the sci-fi guru that I am this is quite a high honor to watch the death of the lights that we watch at night and smile. The amazing thing is that there will be one point in the Earth's history when the Sun will become an exploding star and light years away an alien race will witness our explosion many eons later.

Here is the official article below that was posted under Brightest Gamma-Ray Burst

A new study of a stellar explosion visible from halfway across the universe finds that the blast had an unusual structure that researchers heretofore had never observed.

Gamma-ray burst GRB 080319B was already on record as the brightest stellar explosion ever recorded.

Now astronomers have analyzed the visible afterglow of the burst and found that the emitted light peaked initially an hour after the burst and a second time 11 days later.

They report today in Nature that the most likely explanation is the GRB produced a pair of relativistic (very high speed) jets, one inside the other. Gas and dust surrounding the exploding star flared with light each time a jet struck it.

Detectors on NASA's Swift Gamma-Ray Burst satellite and by the Russian Konus gamma-ray instrument on board NASA's Wind satellite detected the initial burst on March 19.

It just so happened that a pair of optical telescopes on the ground was observing the last GRB, 080319A, which had gone off 30 minutes before in the same part of the sky.

These telescopes, along with Swift's own UV/Optical Telescope and other robotic telescopes alerted by the satellites, monitored the six-week afterglow of visible light following the burst.

Scientists believe GRB 080319B would have been visible to the naked eye for about 40 seconds if anyone had been looking its way, toward the constellation Bootes.

This is all the more remarkable given that it exploded an estimated 7.4 billion years ago—before the sun and Earth had formed.

It's the most complete picture of a GRB ever seen, says study author Judith Racusin, an astrophysicist at Pennsylvania State University in University Park.

"They've been sort of waiting around for something this bright," she says, referring to the telescopes. "It was just really luck that the brightest burst happened to occur and they were looking at it."

Longer lasting GRBs are believed to occur when a massive star collapses into a black hole, sparking a supernova explosion and whipping gas and dust into a pair of jets projecting in opposite directions.

Researchers had suggested that a nested jet could exist, Racusin says, but nobody had envisioned the inner jet moving so fast and producing all the gamma-rays by itself—part of the team's interpretation.

She notes that the strategy of using Swift to aim ground telescopes at GRBs is paying off, turning up rarer kinds of bursts that push beyond the simplest models for the explosions. "We're not going to see them very often," she says, "so we just need to keep looking."

Zeitgeist: Volume I

2008-09-10T00:22:00.000-07:00

Zeitgeist

The spirit of the time; the general intellectual
and moral state or temper characteristic of any period of time.

1) The Perplexity of Creation

The Perplexity of Creation is the beginning of this epic project that I set out to do in my Zeitgeist collection. Basically the concept of this drawing was from the idea that I love robots and I love oranges. The thought came into my mind that robots are machines that really do not understand the concept of reality and the beauty of creation, which is why he looks so perplexed when he is holding an orange simply because they cannot taste it. The back story I had was this alien robot came to earth to scout out the area when what amazed him the most was the orange, but knows that his creators back home will enjoy it. Just like in reality, it makes us think that there is so much majesty in the world and if we compare ourselves to machines or become, we soon will lose the sense of love and happiness. This robot drawing was in an art show that I participated in called, The Fearless Art Show. It was all ran by Trader Joe’s employees, and this was one of my six pieces featured in it. Notice a special friend in the right bottom corner?

2) On a Distant Planet

On a Distant Planet the second drawing that I did and it represents, you guessed it, a distant planet that takes place in the distant future where man has created a new space colony. In this picture, I am showing a creature which to me is a mixture of a polar bear mixed with tropical features to make it seem like a friendly alien creature. The machine in the background represents industry and the destruction of the planet. One of the back stories I came up for this drawing was that humans destroyed earth and they have moved on to another one, and this process has been now repeating itself to the point where once again the skies are polluted and the environment is destroyed. Represented by the colony in the background, the smoke coming from the machine, and the large cutting saw, they are all signs of destruction and loss of hope. If we cannot take care of our own planet, what makes us think that we can take care of a distant one?

3) Xanthia's Landing

Xanthia’s landing is some concept art from my book that I wrote last year titled, Sunset into the Eastern Shore. It is where an alien robot comes from the future to tell Jonathan and Phoebe that the world is about to be destroyed by an evil scientist with the launch of a civilian tourist space flight across the nation. This picture is one of my favorites and was really glad I was able to make it to what I had in my book. This piece was featured in an art show back in July and I gave it to my friend Naomi as thanks for her inspiration because from her creative talents, it is one of the reasons I started to draw and get into creative writing. Below, is an excerpt from my book to give you another illustration that this mysterious character Xanthia is.

Blinded by the white light, it was hard to make out what the person looked like. Climbing his way out of the hole, his figure was revealed and Phoebe shrieked at the loudest that Jonathan has ever heard someone, “Oh my dear, Jonathan, is this real?”
Jonathan was shivering because the man from the metallic sphere looked like something from a science fiction movie. He had a glowing jumpsuit that was to exact replica like the ones worn in the movie Tron, and on his head was an deep sea diving helmet that had a big X on the center of it.

4) Professor Menorov's Revelation

Professor Menorov’s Revelation, another concept art from my book which is at the last few chapters of Sunset into the Eastern Shore. This drawing too, was featured in an art show back in June. In this part, Jonathan falls into a dream where he has a vision where Menorov describes his toxic gas that is responsible for thousands of deaths across America. In this picture I decided to add in a few fun things like a little Wii remote on the table and a knife, which is something I really have trouble drawing, so I threw it in there too. On the actual copy, the gas looks like it would be glow in the dark since it is a mixture of greens and yellows. Below, is another excerpt from my book:

Looking over to his left was one of the tents glowed a green color from the inside. Out of his own concern, he went and entered the tent only to see one of the people looking into a clear box that had green smoke emanating from it.
Jonathan said to the man in the lab coat, “Sir, did you hear the explosion? Is everyone OK?”
The man looking at Jonathan looked back at the green smoke inside the box and said, “Isn’t it amazing? This small amount of this chemical can kill up to a million people and just to think that they accidentally mixed it with the space flight last week in their fuel. Sad to think if this box would ever leak, the damage on this camp would be catastrophic, and with the president coming tomorrow, I will be extra careful.”

5) These Arms Are Snakes

These Arms are Snakes is a pretty simple drawing and has a very simple description, I got the idea from a Math-core band called These Arms are Snakes. One day I was thinking to myself and thought… What if I had arms that were snakes? So I made a visual representation of what someone would look like if they had snakes for arms. Still following me? And if anybody had a house with snakes as their arms, they would have a very cool fireplace that looked like a skull and a house with only two windows painted purple and light blue.

Check out their Myspace to hear there music at...

www.myspace.com/thesearmsaresnakes

I hope you enjoyed my drawings and check back next time in the near future for Volume II!

Oh... What a Life (a poem)

2008-09-09T22:43:00.001-07:00

Oh... What a Life

Oh... what a wonderful life!
I want to run and sing.
Spending time with you
Has always been my favorite thing.

One place after another,
we adventure through time.
For some reason your smile,
Makes all my worries seem fine.

Oh... what a wonderful life!
We laugh, we dance, we cry in the rain.
Side by side with you,
Has always been my favorite thing.

I do not know when my life began,
But... on one fateful September.
I do know when we first became friends.
A month that I shall always remember,

Oh... what a wonderful life!
You are the one in my dreams.
Knowing you are my friend,
Has always been my favorite thing.

I am ready to say I love you.
Standing on the beach to the setting sun.
A man approaches from the distance.
Instead of me, into his arms you run.

Oh... what has happened to my life?
Everything seem so perfect to me.
She has given her heart to someone else.
God, why is this something I never did see?

It was like a shadow in the night.
Trying to win her heart, I did not quit.
In the nighttime, I came and went.
My love, it will be I who she will soon forget.

Oh... how I have failed in life.
Another hopeless romantic quest.
It's true how I always adored you.
In the end... I was always second best.

The Hell Deluge

2008-09-09T14:36:00.000-07:00

The Hell Deluge

There is a siren in the distance,
We run from something invisible.
As the shadow of the past chases us,
We run through the green hills,
I cannot believe the stories of what I've heard.

The dead are walking the earth.

Devouring,
Lurking,
Obliterating,
Erasing what our society has kept for many years...

Peace.

The skies rain blood,
This world is a nuclear wasteland.
Where is my love?
Where is my wife?

It doesn't matter anymore,
Soon I will be among them...

Retro Jon-o : DWDP Episodes 7 - 10

2008-09-08T13:54:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)

(Celebrating Five Years of Clean Pizza!)

Episode VII: The Dirty Pizza That Destroyed Us All...

EH... What a bad dream... I had a dream where I was in the pizza headquarters telling Alf to leave the building before it was too late, before the Dirty Pizza engulfed his furriness... It was scary, seeing Alf talking to Soda Sam and Homeless Harl... Then Alf took his break and went up to the floor which all the secret pizza files and documents are stored... He was on the same floor that got hit by that big dirty pizza and the great open soda bottle! I kept on yelling, "Alf!! Get out!!! Get out now!!!" And the last thing I ever saw of him was Alf saying, "Wow, that's a pretty big dirty pizza..." Losing Alf was hard because that guy was like family to me... It sucks when you lose all your pizza and a best friend all in one day. Our fur ball gruff is lost but not forgotten thanks to that Dirty Pizza that destroyed us all... I hope one day me and the Great Poop can take over the dirty pizza H.Q. After this bad dream I had a chance to think to myself... Why are we here, why has dirty pizza came to be, what's with open soda bottles??? I bet everyday you ponder those same questions too. But I promise you... just because I had a bad dream doesn't mean this is over... it's far from over... Just because I only have my pizza left doesn't mean I’m going to go down without a fight!! DWDP

The dirty pizza up in the sky...

A poem to the dead.

Let this mistake bring a vivid crystal to their eyes...

So drain out the dirty pizza before the cheese brings a choke.

I can't inhale the sparkle of your soda...

Episode VIII: Dirty Pizza, the final frontier...

Dirty pizza, the final frontier... That's what my friend Capt. Kirk was saying on the enterprise when he picked me up from my house and we cruised around space... I told him about the destruction about Pizza H.Q., and he became very sad... We spent hours how to ambush the pizza... Mr. Spock had many good ideas but they only seem to work in the future time, not present time... When coming back on the bridge Mr. Spock noticed that the dirty pizza radar was going of the charts! We knew this couldn't be true! Capt. Kirk went to red alert as we stood in shock, not knowing what to do... Then I figured it out...! We should fill up torpedoes with pizza and shoot it at the object, but wait that would be destroying the pizza and getting the great poop upset! So we just decided to shoot two regular torpedoes... Then we had to get out of there, so I told Mr. Sulu to take us out on impulse power... After we destroyed the dirty pizza we all celebrated with some Clean Pizza and Closed Soda Bottles...!! Wow that was a really fun and action packed trip! I'm glad that the angry flower didn't bloomed and ate us alive..! I wonder what's next in for our anti-dirty pizza movement... I hope we get to take this to a whole new level instead of being lost in a television world....DOWN WITH DIRTY PIZZA!!! SPREAD THE WORD!!! Yay! Hurrah! Eh...

Episode IX: Into The Matrix: Part II

As Tank hooked me up into the matrix, we had only one thing on our minds... To destroy dirty pizza. I met up with this guy called Neo and we went into this building to help save Morpheus. We went up the elevator after battling a bunch of Dirty Pizza SWAT members in a lobby, and then we destroyed the elevator. It was a tough climb after we battled off the Anti-Pizza resistance groups but it was all fun and games to me. We got to the top of the roof to snag a helicopter, and then we ran into none other then, Agent Smith... He wanted our pizza and he wanted it now! So he started to throw dirty pizza at Neo, surprisingly he started to dodge the pizza one by one as he was quickly moving, faster then the Great Poop himself... After all that was over with, Neo was shocked and surprised on what just happened... It was a marvelous scene to watch and glorify at...! We got into the dirty pizza helicopter and got out quickly of the dirty pizza head quarters... that place you never want to be in it again, it smells worst then the almighty open soda bottle... eh...! We got in touch with Tank once again and we went back into the real world as we got a connected line and we all went home... Wow! What a fun and exciting day... Instead of going to Chicago, I'm going to go over to New York next time!

Episode X: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Pizza

Instead of going to New York for the week, I decided to head over to DWDP Boarding School, where there's pizza and wizardry, it's pretty cool there... But enough about that, it all started when I received a call from Harry for me to come over and hang out, so I said yes. So I take the Pizzawarts express and head over... When I came over we started to battle evil people like people who do bad things and such. The real reason I came was to learn about the Sorcerer's pizza. A pizza that if you eat it you'll live forever... It seems pretty cool but it's guarded by this huge three headed dog called Pizzaie. The school is pretty nice, but it smells really bad! Also we suspect that there could be something wrong with the school; cause when Harry was playing some evil pizza attacked him... Searching high, and searching low, I couldn't find the pizza... Maybe next time... maybe next time... Anyways, Harry is mean sometimes; I hope he jumps off a bridge... soon.

Thank you for time traveling with me! See you all next week!

Forlorn

2008-09-05T01:06:00.000-07:00

The Seasons have changed
Awake, I reach for the sun
My life starts anew.

I sit here alone.
Will my light ever reach you?
I'm too far away...

Many times I've prayed
Can you hear me? I'm calling...
Behind these bars, lost.

Unique you are, blessed.
Joy, emanates from inside.
Who could ask for more?

Beautiful you are.
Honesty that lies inside.
What a path I've crossed

A boy in the wind.
He travels across the world.
That's all she lives for.

Wolf's Rain

2008-09-05T01:03:00.001-07:00

Lost under the moon,
Howling to the stars above.
A wolf I am, brave.

Her eyes, they glow red.
Bloomed under the lunar light
Paradise... She'll lead.

Nothing But EarthBound

2008-09-05T01:01:00.001-07:00

Ness,
Save earth from giygas,
Hurry! Summon Jeff, Paula, and Poo,
Saved the world thanks to you

It was that meteorite that crashed
Late night in the hills of Onett
A legend was born that day
The adventure started there
Time when heroes faded away
There was only evil and despair

Ness,
He left his house with only a cracked bat
Knowing he may never even come back
now he has became earthbound
Bounded to seek a higher truth
Fighting the good fight

To him friends will never die
Pokey will face the wrath of PSI
One by one the sanctuaries must be found
Buzz Buzz was right
The Sound Stone will save the world

Ness, a kid, only a kid,
Sacrificed his own life to save others
Traveled back into the past to save his own
No one to aid him for help
Not even his dad, the phone.

Earth is saved, earth is saved
There is still good in this world
Perhaps one day we will look back on this tale
How four kids sacrificed their lives
Good will brought their spirits back

In between life and death
In between future and past

Eventide

2008-09-05T00:57:00.000-07:00

Eventide, the twilight hour has come.
The celestial regions are lonely.
Through the skies, at mach speeds, he soars above.
Equipped with black shades, he does not worry.
Zoomer, one who peregrinates through time.
Dinosaurs, spaceships, he has seen it all.
Throughout the world, everyone can hear him chime.
Cyclones and hurricanes, he brings the squall.
Out there, love awaits that he has not found.
Rosy cheeks, rosy lips, she moves with grace.
For zoomer, this destiny is cloud bound.
At their mach speeds, their love is a grand chase.
Loneliness he lives, he waits no longer.
Persevere O' Zoomer! You are stronger!

Legend of the Wind Waker

2008-09-05T00:39:00.000-07:00

Call upon the winds
Sailing, the King of Red Lions
The light shall prevail

Riding on the sea
Searching, the Hero of Time
Darkness grows tonight

Instrument of old.
On a leaf, I play with grace.
A new seed is laid.

Engulfed by water
The golden stone has been lost
Courage, Wisdom, Strength

Something beneath me
Scorpions, the bite my tail.
How does one grow wings?

Faces of the Past

2008-09-04T13:23:00.000-07:00

I see the faces of the past...
But they do not change
There stands me on the second floor
Looking at the world below
What is in a name?
Why am I so different from the rest?
Will things really change?
No.

But I stand here waiting for you.
Even though you never came
Lost...
Alone...
I wish I could see your face

You said it was you who felt not the same
Always in my heart
It's true I was to blame.
When we first met, I stood away
Watching, observing your life in play

Still I hold on, but I do not why
It has always been you
Who has kept me alive inside

When I leave, I hope you remember
Walking into the sunset...
On a winter's December.

Bluetooths: Beauty and the Borg?

2008-09-03T13:07:00.000-07:00

Over the last few months, there has been an increase in brain wave confusion due to high sales in this new technology called Bluetooth which have been providing hands free interaction from cellular phones. All across the world, humans are raging on how the Bluetooth technology has raised the average national happiness level and even brough a larger desire for pregnancy amongst single and married couples.

Modern day politics are now being changed for the advancement of this technology

"Bluetooth is the future of our nation." said republican Presidential nominee John McCain, "If we don't move forward in cybernetic, then we only dig ourselves in a hole where we are only going to wake up in 25 to 50 years now."

"Ever since I have been in office, all of the bills I have endorsed are in the sake of Bluetooth technology." said in a speach at the 2008 DNC by Democratic presidential nominee Barak Obama. "For those who use a standardized telephone, they are not my people."

As you can see, Bluetooth is what appears to be the savior of this collapsing country. But as many don't realize, these presidential candidates are more than meets the eye. They are cyborgs created by the Bluetooth corporation bred for one purpose, to destroy the race of men.

Have you ever wondered why all these laws are being passed across the nation about hands free devices with cell phones? Because people who run this country in this technological age are nothing but Borg featured from Star Trek The Next Generation.

There are now schizophrenic cyborgs walking the streets today, clouding our minds as if we were interacting with them in a deep and philosophical conversation, but that is never the case.

Here is a real life example of a schizophrenic cyborg conversation.

You are walking down the street enjoying your day.

Friendly man says, "Wow isn't a beautiful day?"

You smile and say to the friendly man, "Indeed it is."

Friendly man says, "Ah yes darling, is dinner going to be ready by nightfall?"

You smile and say to the friendly man, "I don't understand what you mean sir."

Friendly man says, "No all you have to do is put it in the microwave."

You touch the friendly man and respond, "are you ok?"

Friendly man turns his head and you see a large bluetooth device covering his ear, you realize it is a cyborg.

You try to run from the cyborg and he hits you for 50 HP, you are now dead.
Game over.

You see! Schizophrenic cyborgs are dangerous! They drive down the streets acting like they are talking to you, they shop at your grocery store acting like they are a third person character, and they even try to make you sign petitions that don't even make any sense.
If you do not get that the schizophrenic cyborgs are the Borg controlling this wonderful, collapsing nation, then you are lost! Do you know how Boromir died in Lord of the Rings, he tried to take the Bluetooth device from Frodo when he was trying to destroy it for the sake of mankind.

Please, if you read this, you are only destroying the human race, not saving it. The presidential nominees do not know what they are talking about when it comes to technology of this nation. We will all soon have cancer and look like a gummy worm that was only having a bad day.

Save the human race!

Destroy your bluetooth!

Thank you for your support!

See you in the future!

... if there is one.

Super Mario RPG & The Five Greatest Games of All Time

2008-09-02T13:04:00.000-07:00

Super Mario RPG

When I got home last night, I checked on the virtual console updates and I pretty much said, "Oh wait, did that just say Super Mario RPG just came out on the virtual console?" The answer was yes and instantly I am going to download this glorious game when I have the proper funds because I will be honest, in my top games of all time, this one ranks at number 2.

Why do you ask? Because one, this game is made by sqaresoft, two, it's and RPG, and three, this is one of the most unique and original mario games of all time. After the release of Earthbound, I was blown away from probably one of the greatest things to ever enter my life, and shortly after that, a sequel of greatness came out, and it was called Super Mario RPG. Below I have provided some videos to help you understand the greatness of this game, and if you have a Wii, DOWNLOAD THIS GAME NOW!!

The Five Greatest Games of All Time

#5
Super Mario World II: Yoshi's Island

#4
The Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker

#3
Final Fantasy VIII

#2
Super Mario RPG
The Legend of the Seven Stars

#1
EarthBound

I hope you enjoy my list, these are very beautiful games to me. Sooner or later in time, there might be a top 10 list, but after having a top three, I slowly moved to a top five, and then eventually we shall go up.

Until next time...

See you in the near future.

Retro Jon-o : DWDP Episodes 4 - 6

2008-09-01T01:04:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)
(Celebrating Five Years of Clean Pizza!)

Episode IV: Into The Matrix

It was a rush... As I hacked into the matrix with my good old friend Trinity, we were on a power trip... Our only goal was to destroy the dirty pizza main frame. As Trinity was on the computer I decided to jot down some notes on how to hack into the DP H.Q. The in a flash, the dirty pizza police stepped into the room... They wanted us to give up the pizza but we refused to... Since Trinity know Kung-poo, she was able to fight off the police! Wow, I peed my pants cause i was so scared! I'm glad i called up Tank and told him to help me to get the heck out of here... We couldn't get into the Dirty Pizza Main Frame, but maybe we can do that sooner or later... I hope... But for now, I'm heading off to Middle earth to join with my LOTR friends...!!!

Episode V: The Fellowship of the Pizza

Today was a long day in middle earth... Our friend Gandalf showed us a path that leads to the land of Dirty Pizza... It's a very sad site... A lot of dirty pizza and opened soda bottles. Gandalf had to bring his friends along... eh... Those hobbits are pretty rude but they can be cool some times. Whe we reached a tomb our friend Gimli rushed into the room as we found a man who died from a battle with a dirty pizza... But all of a sudden those hobbit guys were messing with the only clean pizza left in these caves and accidentally pushed it down a hole where all the orcs lived. It was a dirty seen as the orcs made the pizza dirty and rushed into the room which we were in... We were helpless but as the battle progressed we became unstoppable because i was eating a clean pizza. After the battle was all said and done, we happened to form what we call, "The Fellowship of The Pizza..." It was so great it brought a tear to my eye... the same tear you when you weep to that open soda bottle... We all started to go back to Hobbiton to eat. All i have to say is never eat the Strider Special... It tastes like poop... Yuk!

Episode VI: Darth Dirty Pizza

In all of my dirty pizza fighting days, I have never seen one this brutal... Me, Obi-Wan, and Qui-poop-chin were eating pizza on a sunny day until that evil guy behind me, Darth Dirty Pizza, appeared. The jedis busted out their bread sticks and they fought a hard and long battle. I felt like i had to go to the bathroom but I couldn't because i had to stick to the fight... Then i remembered! There was one slice of pizza left in the box! So i went to go eat it... It was really good, it was my favorite type... Pepperoni! Darth dirty pizza was getting scared from my pizza and started to pee his pants in a all out war with the pizza. Then it came to a sudden halt... we started to lose the battle, and there was almost no more pizza!! Then that's when the great poop came out to once again safe us!!! This huge poop brought his friend the great toliet and it was a four on one battle for the respect of the pizza! Ah... The power of the pizza. Then it all ended when i ordered a clean pizza for Darth Dirty Pizza. The delivery guy from Round Table came in the battle and said, "I'm looking for a Darth Dirty Pizza, the one who ordered this clean pizza..." Then he fell... We couldn't question him because he was counting Al Gores in his sleep... Wow what a fun and exicting adventure... I wonder what's next to come...?

Thanks for time traveling with me today!

Micah The Mountain Origins: Chapter II

2008-08-30T11:48:00.000-07:00

Micah The Mountain Origins

Chapter II

"We must not let Micah awake!" said John Travolta with confidence, "We must feed him the crystals from Colombia which will give him the magic to enhance his brain waves and motor skill functions!"

Micah awoke, and this time, for the first time, the world was his.

... To be continued with Chapter III

Doodles and things ! ! !

2008-08-30T11:31:00.001-07:00

Here are some doodles which over the last weeks I have done just for the fun of it. They are represented by various books that I have read, things for fun, and ideas that I had and I just decided to put it into paper. I hope you enjoy!

The Elephant King and the Happy Girl.

I am currently working on this story about and Elephant and a cyborg. I was orginally going to share the story on Saturday night at a bonfire but due to budget cuts and delays, I couldn't tell the lovely story.

Spaceships in Outerspace.

Sunset Into the Eastern Shore Concept Cover

This is a book that I wrote about a year ago and over the last 365 days I have completed the trilogy, written a couple of spin-offs and right now I am currently using my freetime at school to edit and get it published. I drew this in Michigan and thought it would help motivate me to keep the project going: The Lavender Chronicles. (Or for the Trilogy: Awaiting the Twilight)

Coraline and Her Other Mother

(Based off the book Coraline)

Charles Wallace and the Unicorn

(Based off the book: A Swiftly Tilting Planet)

A Trek Through the Sierras

(Based off the epic backpacking trip with my best friends)

A Lake Full of Swans

(Based off the book: The Notebook)

Ys: Book I & II

2008-08-26T22:56:00.001-07:00

Here is a little insight on the latest game I am playing Ys (ees): Book I & II for the TurboGrafix CD.

Enjoy these random videos about the game, review to eventually follow.

And some game play

Retro Jon-o : DWDP Episodes 1-3

2008-08-26T00:15:00.000-07:00

Retro Jon-o

Down With Dirty Pizza (2003)

Celebrating 5 years of clean pizza!

Episode I : The Search

Coming back from retirement after his wife, Teri, overdosed on dirty pizzas... Me and Jack Bauer found a suspect who could lead us to the base of DP (dirty pizzas.) We're glad we could stop him before he unleashed his dirtiness to the world... He said that we had to talk to the great poop to get there... Thanks to Jack and I the day is save, or so we think...

Episode II : Dirty Pizza H.Q.

Wow... thanks to Jack Bauer's skill help, we were able to destroy the Dirty Pizza H.Q. with some good old pizza! Me and T-100 destroyed the area and blew up the area clean. I ask T about the return on Dirty pizza and he said, it'll be back... I hope that isn't true because I bet someone an animal cracker on that subject and if i am wrong....
But what if it's true!! We have to get back to the Pizza H.Q.!!! And Alf!!! he's holding that suspect! WE CAN'T LET OUR FUR BALL FRIEND DIE!!!

Episode III : Eh....

I... Can't believe it... The pizza H.Q. was destroyed today... no more clean pizza... It's all dirty and gruffness... And Alf! he's in fur ball heaven with all the pizza! Since the T-100 is emo, he cried his self to sleep... What should i do...? Those gooberts took over my life... my food...? From this day forward i will be a splinter pizza who will protect all pizza from becoming dirty... then eating them... this job will be hard... but I'll encounter many of my friends and new ones along the way... Eh... DWDP for life! Yo....-gurt

Check back every week for more old episodes!

Micah The Mountain Origins : Chapter I

2008-08-23T11:54:00.000-07:00

Micah The Mountain : Origins

Chapter I

In the beginning there was the creation of the universe and with it was the big bang. All types of colours and elements were formed at that split second in time. Along with the formation of the universe came the formation of one of the most unique creations known to man, The Celestial Mustache. Form out the elements of light, beauty, and strength, came this mustache from the clouds of explosions in the sky and with it, it was good. Knowledge of this mustache was passed down through the ages making the dream of man to one day explore the stars and find it. But one day there was a man named Xenu who possessed an evil power and lust to control the universe, and he did. One day finding the mustache, he surgically attached it to his face giving himself the ultimate power. In his Galactic Confederacy he made it a decree to have all mustaches for women and men, the women would have to take anabolic steroids to increase their testosterone, and children had ones drawn in with hand at a young age and sometimes leading to brain damage from the high content of chemicals emitted from markers. With over population and disarray amongst the stars, the universe seemed like a dark and scary place until someone decided to step up and fight against Xenu.

Scholars said that a great battle ensued and after a Douglas DC-8 crashed into Xenu's spaceship, he was destroyed. The remaining parts of his body and hairs from his ultimate mustache were scattered all across the universe to make sure that he would never regain power again. Each part was specifically put in a solar system, and for Earth's disposal was the mustache. The impact of Xenu's mustache hair being spread across the Earth caused a mass eruption of various volcanos releasing toxic gases and thetans into the atmosphere causing many species, including the dinosaurs, to become extinct paving the way for the future of the humans.

To prevent the Earth from being destroyed again, there was a drastic measure to be take place to stop the mountains from once again erupting and destroying the Earth. The keepers of peace went around to the mountains sprinkling the elements of earth, water, and spirit to keep the mountains at ease and limit the growth of their mustaches. All was going fine until there was one special mustache that wouldn't stop growing.

Over the course of a million years, one mountain began to form in a way that no one else would expect it to. Growing its own eyes, hands, mouth, and mustache, it was as if this mountain was coming alive.
At the Scientology headquarters in Los Angeles, California one night, L. Ron Hubbard came to John Travota in his sleep and told him. "Hello John, it appears the mountain from Xenu's stash keeps on growing and growing, if we don't take action, his mustache will become so big it will flood the entire earth!"
Waking up from his dream, John Travolta went out to the mountain range where the mountain was and ordered that it must be transfered in a confined space where they can observe it and do experiments.
"We shall call it project Micah, and hey, I'm John Travolta!" said John Travolta.
With the money that he made from the movie Hairspray, he managed to use those funds to transport such a large object to a top secret lavatory located in Salt Lake city. There, Micah was fast asleep, unaware of his own existence and mustache.

To Be Continued...
Check Back Next Saturday For Chapter II ! ! !

Promote the Mustache... Save the world
- Micah The Mountain

Prelude to the Apocalypse: A Haiku

2008-08-23T00:25:00.000-07:00

Prelude to the Apocalypse
A Haiku

Tales of the future
Green gas engulfs the night sky
Tears, echoes, silence...

The Dust of Nations
Awake to this quiet Earth
What has Man become?

Jon-o's Topics of the Week: Power Napping and the future!

2008-08-22T09:32:00.000-07:00

Power Napping

The Savior of Humanity or the creation of Burph?

When many think of the word Power Napping, they tend to move towards the sport in the Winter Olympics that usually creatures like Bears or Snorlax do to increase stamina and aerodynamics. But actually, in today's world, there is a shift moving towards the increase of power napping in everyday experiences such as work, school, and driving to get that extra boost of energy you need. The terrible truth is that lack of power napping is causing a loss of over 150 Billion dollars in revenue, yes 150 Billion dollars! Holy Bagel, that's almost as more that Ryan Sheckler makes.

A power nap can make you more alert and productive but only if you do it correctly. Scientists have been studying the power nap and when to take it, how to take it, what to take before you take it, and so on. Their findings suggest that the following steps will help you get the most power out of a power nap.

The question that most people wonder is what is the difference between a cat nap and a power nap? Well simple, you have to be a cat to Cat Nap dummy! Well according to the Work Nap Front (WNF) here is what they say : While a power-nap and a catnap can be considered to be synonymous in terms of duration and effect, the vernacular usage often makes a behavioral distinction: a power-nap involves a break from activity, while a catnap is of a more leisurely nature. Thus, one may take a power-nap in the middle of a busy work day, and a catnap on the couch during a lazy afternoon. Understand?

Well now that I have sold you on power napping, here is some cons of it so I can make you feel bipolar and confused what to do. Actually, there are none because sleeping is fun.

Here are some tips you can use to how to power nap if you really have trouble going to sleep or understanding the concept.

Find a good place to nap.

Napping at work - A survey by people who were laid off from work due to excessive sleeping found that about 30% of people are allowed to sleep at work, sucks, and some employers even provide a place for employees to nap, like in the freezer to calm down the heart. If your place of employment isn't nap-friendly, you can take a power nap in your car, or simply find a new job.

Napping on the road - If you're driving, fall asleep behind the wheel. If your car has cruise control, you're in good shape because most wheels have a pillow that can be ejected upon impact so if you crash, you can rest on the comfortable cushion. Don't park on the street, there might be robbers outside. Always turn off the car and put on the emergency brake. If it's nighttime, park in a well-lit area with plenty of people around and lock all of your doors.
Turn off your mobile phone and any other potential distractions. If background noise is unavoidable and distracting, or if you suffer from seeing ghosts and homeless people, putting on headphones with relaxing music may help.

If you're sleeping during the day and find that bright light inhibits your ability to sleep, wear sunglasses or use an eye mask to simulate darkness.

Now after you have found your place, here is simply what you do to start your power nap.

1. Right before you crash, down a cup of java. The caffeine has to travel through your gastro-intestinal tract, giving you time to nap before it kicks in.

2. Close your eyes and relax. Even if you only doze, you'll get what's known as effective microsleep, or momentary lapses of wakefulness.

3. Limit your nap to 15 minutes. A half hour can lead to sleep inertia, or the spinning down of the brain's prefrontal cortex, which handles functions like judgment. This gray matter can take 30 minutes to reboot.

Do you understand? Good! Now go out there and sleep on the job so you can save the world 150 billion dollars a year.

Here is a video posted by the National American People for Power Napping (NAPPN)

The Future of Jon-o's Journeys
Weekly Schedule

After working in the laboratory last night for over several hours thinking on bringing you the most effective way to help you enjoy your week, I have made a weekly list on which you can enjoy Jon-o's Journeys on a daily basis. Here is our day by day analysis below.

Sundays:
-Overall review and Quote of the Week (from real people)

Monday:
-Retro Jon-o: Down With Dirty Pizza episodes
-Virtual Console Thoughts

Tuesday:
-Adventures through time
-Artwork / commentary

Wednesday
-Weird Wednesdays!

Thursday
-Picture and Poem of the Week

Friday
-Jon-o's Topics & Music video of the week

Saturday
-Original short stories / poems

I hope you enjoy this all star line up and at random anytime during the week too, expect to see some movie, video game, or even book reviews that I might have finished at any random point.

Enjoy. See you in the future...

Video Game Reviews! Kingdom Hearts II & Katamari Damacy

2008-08-21T23:52:00.000-07:00

Kingdom Hearts II

Oh dear! Sora is missing, and it is up to you to find out what happened. Kingdom Hearts II starts off with a really great bang as you start with Roxas, played by Jesse McCartney in the prologue for the game. Starting off things to go very well, Twilight Town is a beautiful town that is worth exploring all the secret areas and talking to the town folk. Playing it during the beginning of the summer, Roxas really helped start off my off school season. Overall after you play the prologue, Roxas randomly becomes a 'nobody' literally and you finally step into the shoes of Sora and that is when the real adventure begins. World by world, you scatter through many various Disney movies ranging from Mulan, Tron (Yes I said Tron), and even weird places like The Lion King when you play as a deformed lion.

One thing that started to get really annoying the first run through was a little dog named Pete. Pretty much you get pushed around by a dog who is one of the most annoying characters of all time. Any who, you make it through to the Organization XIII storyline which is really cool because you deal with a group of cyberpunks and those who want to claim kingdom hearts itself. The one disappointments was the missing elements of the Kairi and Riku storyline which Kingdom Hearts I was full of with dealing with your heart and fighting darkness. I really didn't find any life long lessons in this game but overall, I will tell you this about the game, I was not let down at all.

Pros:
- Really In depth prologue
- All-star Disney Cast
- Really loose and free battle system
- Many great cut-scenes
- Will Turner
- Keeps its hyper-anime feel
- You play really cool areas like Tron, Twilight Town, and The World that Never Was

Cons:
- Pete
- Playing the worlds, then going back to them after you thought you already beat them
- Roxas' fate which was nothing
- Not a deep plot
- Not enough of Kairi / Sora storyline

We give Kingdom Hearts II : 4.5 / 5.0

Opening Video

Katamari Damacy

Wow, where to start about this unique game? The originality of such a great concept. At the museum a couple of weeks ago, I was looking at a dung beetle and then I realized the glory of the game Katamari Damacy.
According to Wikipedia: The primary story in Katamari Damacy deals with the aftereffects of the planet-sized King of All Cosmos' binge drinking spree that wiped out all the stars and other celestial bodies from the sky. The King charges his 10-cm-tall son, the Prince, to go to earth with a "katamari"—a magical ball that allows anything smaller than it to stick to it and making it grow—and collect enough material so that he can recreate the stars and constellations.
To play this game, you must be careful, because you can really damage your wrist with overplaying like I did. The music is awesome, the characters are funny, and the things you roll up are things you found to be really interesting. There were some technical issues, but after that, you can beat the game within a day. If you haven't played the game, go pick it up! Katamari Damacy!

Pros:
- One of the most original games you will ever play
- Brings thousand of laughs
- A five star soundtrack
- You will want to roll up junk with a katamari
- The feel good game of the summer

Cons:
- Can beat it in one day
- Overplaying will mess you up
- Tight controls
- Sometimes this game can be really hard

We rate Katamari Damacy : 4.0 / 5.0

The Intro to the Game

Until next time... see you in the future.

A Prophecy Fufilled? & The Cat Returns!

2008-08-21T10:58:00.000-07:00

Moon Energy: A good or bad thing?

Recently for those who follow Space and Science news, scientist have recently discovered that there is an element called Helium-3 which is a special chemical that is rare on Earth but apparently abundant on the moon . According to an article found at MSNBC.com found at http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26179944/ . They say that "The fuel in this case is helium-3, a lighter isotope of the helium used in balloons. In high energy collisions, helium-3 fuses with other nuclei to release more energy and less waste than the reactions in traditional nuclear reactors." and...

"Just 40 tons of this stuff has enough potential energy to meet the total U.S. electricity demand for a year. However, there is almost no helium-3 on Earth. The closest supply is on the moon.

Several space agencies, notably in China, Russia and India, have mentioned helium-3 as a potential payoff for their lunar projects. "

Overall the environmental impacts is a very positive thing knowing that as we are daily depleting our Earth from all resources and melting at a very alarming rate and switching to a more abundant source would help stop the nuclear fusion rush which the world has entered over the last fifty years.

But... there is one shocking thing that came to this whole story. Around five years ago, I had a dream that came to me one night about humans discovering an element on the moon which will lead to the downfall of our race.

The story goes, that this helium-3 was used for a new environmental and cost efficient way to send one of the largest tourist trips into outer space and back. The results in the dream... millions dead. From a chemical reaction, our bodies were not capable to handle this new chemical bringing brought into the air causing us to have broken lungs and more susceptible to the cordycept fungus virus.

Describing the events leading up to the situation, here are some excerpts from Sunset Into the Eastern Shore:
Malachi first describing about the space trip using Helium-3 -
Parking the motorcycle, Malachi takes off his helmet exposing his dark long hair and skin for he is Middle Eastern decent. “How was your first day at Barnes today? Is he finally deciding to add bombs to his collection of goods?” said Malachi. “Oh yeah! I forgot! Jonathan, they are soon going to launch a collective space shuttle expedition for rich tourist to the moon. They are using this material from the moon that will bring non-nuclear fusion that will reduce the pollution and carbon monoxide that is admitted into the atmosphere everyday. Apparently they have some type of mechanized machine that is being sent there. Interesting eh?”

The BBC report on the space flight and Jonathan's conversation with Ruth -
Finally the science and health news came on, always Jonathan’s favorite part; today it seemed that BBC was focusing more on space and NASA. “Three weeks from today will mark the historical launch of the Alpha Lunar space flight fifteen ships will be rocketed to the moon and back around. Alpha Lunar is offering civilian flights at $1,000,000 a piece to fly around the moon on a five day journey. After discovering the combination from fusion and a rare substance found only on the moon, this NASA funded company was able to find the miracle formula without using fossil fuels for space flight. Over forty people have signed up for the flight and all have gone through two months of rigorous training, making it the most expensive tourist trip in human history.” ... Ruth handed Jonathan his cell phone and said, “By the way, Malachi called your phone, it was ringing, I guess you were in a trance with your fusion space flight story.” With a smile on her face she continued, “Technology is booming, I read you can see the launch at night. You know this is going to be a milestone event, almost bigger than landing on the moon. Commercial space flight and non-fossil fuels? We are entering a new era of exploration.”

And the deadly outcome (spoilers ahead) :
The same officer who detained the group came in and said, “Sir, you need to come and see this.” “What is it?” said Isaac. “It is America, people are dying by the thousands.” said the officer. “Guys,” said Isaac, “come with me; I want to see what is going on.” Changing the channel from Russian news channel to BBC, they sat and saw what was going on in America, “Apparently as of 9:00 PM, eastern standard time yesterday, reports all across the United states and parts of Mexico and Canada, with a wave of deaths coming from an unknown cause. There have been cases from all towns and cities of people fainting and going into catatonic shock, so far, over 100 fatalities have been reported and hospitals and morgues are filled and closed to accommodate the rapid growing number of sick and deceased. Some scientists are speculating that if the shuttle launches to the moon have been a cause of this mysterious out break. They claim that the mixture between fusion and a certain element found on the moon can be harmful or fatal if inhaled since our bodies have never encountered this substance making our system immune from the bacteria that may emanate from the mineral. As of now borders are being closed in America with all international and domestic travel grounded to prevent more death. There are large outbreaks of riots and looting major cities while homeland security and the National Guard tries to neutralize the increasing crime. People have been asked to remain indoors and use air filter or gas masks if you have one. More news will be reported as the story progresses, here are some eye witness reports…” Turning off the television, Isaac walks over to the wall and puts his head on it and others like Megan, Esther, and Noah begins to weep. “We’re entering a new age,” said Isaac, “the world that we know will never be the same. Jonathan, I am still trying to understand why you are here, but for now, you should all rest, there are a lot of decisions and planning needs to be made.”

Can this all be leading up for something more than we know? This incident goes into deeper detail over the next two books about the effect it will have on the world and the reason it might of have been caused. If this all true, I guess I already know my fate and I will only have to act on it because I have my own small cameo part in the third book of the Awaiting the Twilight trilogy called Saeglopur (Lost at Sea) so I must be careful then because if Virgin Galactic uses such a material around 2014 (when the book approximately takes place) then we all must be careful! Sometimes dreams are more than they seem, they are telling us the future.

The Cat Returns!

Over the span of last night and this morning, I watched one of Hayao Miyazaki's produced movie, The Cat Returns.

Pretty much to sum this up in words, this is probably one of the most unique sequel that has ever been made in my opinion. The movie following The Cat Returns is a very lovely flick called Whisper of the Heart which is a lovely story about a girl in Junior High School who spends time writing and reading but the story slowly moves into a love story with a guy who has a crush on this girl but she thinks he is the greatest guy in the world but they are both shy. Usually your typical golden love story. Any who, this sequel is about the story the girl first wrote in the first movie... or is it?

The story is about another shy girl named Haru who happens to save the cat prince from being destroyed by a H2, or actually a semi-truck, and eventually she is brought into the Cat Kingdom where she is going to be forced to marry the cat prince as a gift for entering the royalty of the cats. She gets her self into all these random situations that eventually leads her self into misunderstandings and many adventures. The cat baron is back! The cat returns. A very cute movie, Hayao Miyazaki had not that much hand in this movie as Whisper of the Heart had which made this movie a little choppy but over all it had the beautiful touch that Studio Ghibli puts into their films.

This movie gets a 4.0 / 5.0, a very great film, go see it if you want to be cheered up!

THE CAT RETURNS.

Under The Moonlit Pier

2008-08-20T14:02:00.000-07:00

Usually there are times when I suspiciously wonder around town living my double life as a secret explorer and adventurer through time. Around last night, I was journeying around the pier and I decided that it would be a good time to write a poem because my favorite thing to do in the world is to write poems under the moonlight. This poem reflects my own life and perhaps others with things we do in the nighttime. I hope you enjoy this epic.
- Jon-o

I walk here in this far off distant land.
Wondering when this chapter will soon end.
Off into the ocean I look and stand.
This pier, my life, these waves... is it pretend?
I'm given the pen, but I cannot write.
He answers my prayers, though I do not see.
I'm given the chance, but I run in fright.
Don't believe she's out there waiting for me.
My purpose, my goals, all do not make sense.
Love. This nonexistence makes my heart dense.

The moon shines down rays under the midnight.
Where fairies play a mid-summer's night dream.
A song is heard amongst the waves' last flight.
Break by break, only one hears their last scream.
Yes... it is I at the end of the pier.
There I think with rain dripping on my head.
Looking off into the distant frontier.
Only her smile brings me from the dead.
A new day is here, I must not forget...
Though now I walk off into the sunset.

My failures,
my nightmares.
This heart has broken a thousand times.
Yet therefore, I somehow survive.

A mysterious kiss,
she gave me.
Tonight, under the moonlit pier.
This second life does not make sense.

The future,
there is hope.
Remain steadfast and have faith.
The blessing of life means there is another day.

This Perfect Bike Ride

2008-08-20T14:00:00.001-07:00

While riding my bike today along the beach coast of San Clemente, I thought of this and decided to write it down. Summer days can be especially fun if you enjoy them the correct way, so if you have a very fun idea or a great adventure on your mind, go and do it!

Zooming in the wind.
The sun shines on me.
Beauty can't describe.
The tears in my eyes.
Back and forth I go.
Riding the beach side.

Hands high in the sky.
Catching the shore breeze.
This perfect bike ride.

One thing I wish not...
Waving you goodbye.
This grace you brought me.
Like stars leave the night.
Sadness you left me.
I wait for the train.
To take me away.
These feelings remain.

Because as I see.
You're pretty to me.
This perfect bike ride.

Thoughts flow through my mind.
Oh these city lights...
You have won my heart
Seeing you once more
Into the forest
Traveling through time.

Back to the real world
I seem to subside.
This perfect bike ride.

Oh where have I gone?
This is not my home.
I don't belong here.
Now I feel alone
This city is fake.

Hey! Stop daydreaming.
Watch out for the cars!
Phew... another dream.
Life begins again.
This wonderful day.
On a bicycle...

The Boy from Nag’s Head & The Question of Silence (A few Poems)

2008-07-28T22:54:00.000-07:00

The Boy from Nag's Head

- In relation from Sunset into the Eastern Shore

How can I wait for dawn to come?
There have been so many times when they've told me,
""Have faith, your moment is near."

Will I ever see the sun rise?
I believe not.

A silhouette of her on top of a hill.
The sunset impares my vision to see.

Who is this girl?
Will she ever come down?

These prayers are left unknoticed.
Like a letter sent to no one.
Like a tear in the rain.
Like a flower in the desert.

How can one believe when one cannot see.

Oh God, where are you?
When shall you return to me?

The Question of Silence

- In relation to Silence of the Tsaatan

Silence?
What does he mean by silence?

The cosmos are aligning,
Our tribe is dwindling,
The shadow of the future looms over our lives.

Who is this man in glasses that is a thief in the night?
Darkness surrounds him,
No soul he has.

The reindeer flee to the east,
The cosmos are shrinking.
Has this long told prophecy come true?

But wait!
There is hope…
A boy from the west.
Light shines within him, I can feel it.
Like how our elders feel the rain,
I believe in my gift of foresight.

Honor does not allow our people to be absorbed by the modern world,
But to stand and fight those that wish to take our traditions!

I do fear the day when we retreat to the caves.
A prison of technology will consume me.

For the wind guides our people,
Like it does for the falcon in the sky.
He does not worry.
Why shall I?

Faith I have.
When I call upon the earth for aid, she firmly answers.

We do not accept silence.
We do not feel pain.
As the world grows violent,
Our souls cry for change.

We are the Tsaatan.
Herders of reindeers,
Guardians of time.

We are the Tsaatan.
We shall survive!

XE : Enter the Dream Master (An excerpt)

2008-07-28T22:52:00.000-07:00

This is a little sample of the next project that I am working on, the story all together is completely based off the dreams I have been having all throughout my life and has been switched around to make it flow more. The complete story will be continual which means that I will just be writing with no real end to it. Right now this first chapter is about the times of the Dream Master which takes place during ages 5-8 when I would have many bad dreams, and this is what I could come up with so far as part of the first chapter. I hope you enjoy it and please let me know what I could improve on it to make it better or worse. Thank you. - Jon-o

There I was watching as the rain begin to fall on the Earth's surface as I drove in a single pickup truck through the vast wasteland of the desert on an old abandoned highway. The sky was gloomy filed with grey and darkness which really set the mood of the entire ride. Inside the truck driving was a girl helping me get from one side of the map, to the other. Her name was Christina and during the times I was walking along side the roads, she was always there as if I had a tracker device strapped on me at all times. So far as it may appear, I have seen many things and faced death far too many times. Still, at night when I look up at the stars or the red moon, I begin to wonder, what purpose am I alive for? Why has God spared my life so many times that it has brought me to the conclusion that there might actually not be one.
As I sit here looking out the window watching the rain drops fall one by one, witnessing their last moments free falling until they splatter on the ground, brings me to the conclusion that life at times can be that small rain drop, death hits you very hard, and when it does, you are shattered into millions of pieces.
Continuing to day dream, out of the blue, Christina asks, "Jon-o, I want to know, how does a person like you end up in this world exactly?"
After hearing such a question, you start to try and understand the meaning behind your own adventures. Doing what any typical would say while being interviewed, "I simply nodded my head and said, "Well... I hope you know Christina, this can be a long story that might drag on and cause you to fall asleep."
Dear little ol' Christina smiled and told me, "Hope you know, I asked because I am very interested in your life you know. The things I have heard you do and say have just seem unreal to me, and I truly want to understand a deeper side. The world is a strange place you know, too much happens without any recognition or knowledge of the reason why."
The only thing I could really say was, "You are right you know, we do have a long ride ahead of us, why not just tell you then."
So I gave into her demand because hey, I guess I do want to tell people my story and what I have been through in the many years of my life. Here it goes, the first chapter of my life as I will tell you in a third person perspective to keep anyone from getting confused. Prepare for the story of the dream child and my perpetual prison with the dream master Spike.

Out in the farmlands of Vermont lived a little boy named Jon-o who was living with his family that produced dairy and other products that were to be shipped out all across the world. Every morning, Jon-o would put on his overalls and go out into the fields where he would run and play in the fields and hiding in the corn fields acting like he was lost in some mysterious maze. At the age of eight, school was no concept for the young boy because his parents never put him in it since they did not find it necessary.
Guiding himself through the long fields of corn, ran his hands against the grainy feeling the leaves of husk had on them. Raising is head into the air, he smiled as he stared straight into the sun and closing his eyes.
'We got a long way to go but the journey has not been sought out. If we keep going forward, then who is exactly guiding the path?' sang Jon-o to a song that he really enjoyed since it reminded him of freedom of the farmland. Turning his head, he heard a barking in the distance which to him meant that it was dinner time and he should head home.
After a long and grueling day of play, Jon-o retired himself into his house where he entered his cozy farm home which was two stories and had a very nice porch where his mother would always sit out front and knit watching the sun set into the distance.
Putting down her kit, Jon-o's mom stood up and said to him, "I am glad you made it home safely today. Pops' night for making dinner, he is stirring up some roast beef stew with corn we picked from the fields today."
Jon-o took off his red hat and decided to sit down in the chair right next to his mother and said, "You wouldn't believe all the mystical adventures I ran into today, I played in the corn fields and acted like I was in search for my friends which were lost out there."
"Friends you say?" said Jon-o's mother, "There is nobody out there that needs any type of assistance, out here in the farm land, everyone is perfectly safe and protected. In the world, everyone is safe and never gets lost, we live in a time where peace exists and there is no war."
"Really mother?" asked Jon-o, "No war at all? Then what is the explosions I hear at night and the yelling that you and father make in the middle of the night saying that the end is coming? Is it like what Grandma talks about when she comes over about the book of Revelation and the second coming?"
Jon-o's mother dropped her knitting supplies and said, "No! That is not true at all my dear, we are simply yelling because we are worried about this year's crop and Grandma is only saying what she is because she is getting old. There is a lot of misunderstandment and questions you must have, but let me tell you this Jon-o, you cannot dwell on so many different things. You see, you are very young, enjoy your childhood while you can, you are very blessed to be here and for you shall be for the days of your life. Do you understand?"
Walking over to the railing, Jon-o looked over at the setting sun and then back at his mother, "I guess I do, there are many strange things that I feel have been happing to me but apparently I cannot understand, I feel like that my brain is the same as you and father's, I feel like a grownup."
Sliding through the door was Jon-o's dog Spike who came up to him and looked up like he was very worried about him. As he looked down at Spike, Jon-o smiled and petted him on the head.
Before Jon-o's mother could say anything, a voice came inside from the house, "Dinner is ready everyone!" said Jon-o's father. Without anything else said, the two went inside and sat at the table.
Inside the dining room, the room was lit with candles and the blinds were opened to reflect the twilight glare of the setting sun which gave the whole room a very bright color. On the table for dinner was Jon-o's father's favorite dish, roast beef soup and corn where the meat came from a local farmer a couple of miles down and the corn was all home grown. Even though the table was fitted for eight people, there was only three at the table, and Spike sat down in the corner on his mat where he waited to see if any food was to be thrown to the ground below.
The family of three consisted of Jon-o's father, who was the cheese and corn producer in the community and also worked on many large farming equipment such as repairs. Jon-o's mother, was the one who took care of many business transactions and usually went into town to pick up supplies for the family. She was the one who always taught Jon-o because he was home schooled.
"So who wants to pray tonight?" asked Jon-o's father. After no one answered, he said, "Jon-o? Can you lead us?"
"OK." said Jon-o, "Dear lord, keep us safe God and I pray for those who are in need in the world and help them out. Amen."
"Good job Jon-o." said his father, and he asked, "I really think that we are going to produce a good crop this year, I can tell by the abundance of corn we have and the high demand for cheese, that things are going according to plan."
"Well righty do," said Jon-o's mother, "Today I went into town and checked out the things we could possibly sell next week for the fair and I thought that there would be a couple of things that might go quite well on the market."
"Aye." said Jon-o's father.
As the two were talking, Jon-o started to just look down at his soup and started to eat it not paying any attention what they had to say. Talk about farmland seem to really bore him and all he really cared about was the world that existed outside of Vermont. For he had no clue of what existed except from what his grandma had told him so a lot mystery loomed over what could and what couldn't be out there. If the world was filled with peace and happiness, couldn't there at least be so much safety that his mother would be able to share about the places that exist or was there another reason why she wasn't saying anything.
Looking over at Spike, Jon-o nodded his head and said, 'You know Spike, there are just times where I could just leave this all and disappear.'
Right then after he got done saying that, he blacked out as if it felt like a large rock hit him on the side of the head.

Eventually, Jon-o woke up in his bed where he leaned over and saw that the time was 9:00 AM in the morning. Not understanding at all what happened, he simply sat at the edge of his bed where he looked down to see Spike still what it seem to be sleeping on the ground.
"Spike." said Jon-o. "For some reason I ended up here not knowing how I got here."
Spike gave no response except moving his ears up, the doberman pincher was only just a ball of sleeping mass on the floor below.
Jumping onto the ground, Jon-o put on a shirt and walked into the hallway where he looked back and forth seeing if anything mysteriously changed. He had no idea on why he blacked out at the dinner table. One thing he had on his mind was to ask his parents exactly what happened to him. Stepping down the stairs and into the living room, Jon-o saw his father sitting down at the couch smoking a cigarette and watching television. Deciding to stand right next to him, Jon-o had no time to ask his father what was doing.
"Are you ready to go to the fair today to help us sell some corn and milk?" asked Jon-o's father. "Your mother has been prepping the booth all this morning, all we need to do is go down and give our helping hands and get the ball rolling."
Jon-o scratched his head and looked over at the wall where he was at a lost of words from what his dad said. Going to the fair seem like a really confusing task to him, but in the end, he just went along with going.
Following his father, they left the house and into the station wagon where they would drive off the farm and downtown to the county fair where every summer, all of the farmers gather and display their best crops.
Inside the car, Jon-o held his hands behind his head and looked outside the window as the corn fields were blowing in the wind. Behind Jon-o and his father was Spike in the wagon part with his mouth opened looking too and the passing crops as he was in awe from the ride itself.
Deciding it was a good time to ask his father, Jon-o said, "Father, do you remember what happened to me last night?"
"What do you mean son?" said Jon-o's father, "You were with us eating dinner and afterwards you went to bed."
"Bed you say? I believe that I blacked out for some reason, I ended up in my bed without knowing how I got there."
Still glaring out the window, Jon-o kept focus on the outside world and kept thinking too himself what could exactly exist out there and if there were things worth exploring, he wanted to see it.
"Father, I really don't understand." said Jon-o, "Last thing I really remember was that I said disappear..."
A loud bark came from the back of the car and before Jon-o could think of anything, the next thing that came into his vision was standing there at the county fair looking around with a box of corn in his hands.
Walking up to Jon-o was his father, "Hey Jon-o! Are you going to just hold that corn all day or what? We gotta get it over to the other side of the fair so they can start grilling and selling it!"
"What?" asked Jon-o, "Do you remember on how exactly we got here? I don't understand what is going on, one thing I saw was us driving in the car and the next thing that happened was me standing here with this corn."
"I don't understand what you are trying to say Jon-o, you drove with me to the fair and helped me take everything out." said his father, "I don't understand why you seem so confused about everything."
Looking down at the ground below him, he said, "You're right, I really don't understand myself father. If you don't mind, I am going to wonder off."
Jon-o's father took off his hat and nodded his head, "Go on ahead, I am going to keep the fort down. The carnival rides are always fun you know, go check those out."
Taking the advise that his father had, Jon-o made his way down the fairgrounds to explore what they had going on there.
There were all types of attractions at the fairgrounds such as a ferris wheel, a petting zoo, and all assortments of games. The summer heat of Vermont really started to show as the air felt like if one was to walk through hundreds of wet spider webs. People were dressed up in their usual attire such as white hats with glasses and a polo shirt.
"I wonder where I should go?" asked Jon-o, "So many things but I must choose wisely."
Deciding to check out the house of mirrors, Jon-o was filled with excitement as he wanted to see himself transform into a different shape and size from the distortion that the mirrors have. The building had a very carnival look to it as there was a large clown with rolling eyes on top the roof with mirrors reflecting off of his smile. Not scared from the weird clown, Jon-o went inside and started to explore around the mirror building. Located in the house of mirrors was basically what anyone expected to be located inside, a bunch of mirrors. Jon-o enjoyed himself as he went to one altering mirror to another. Sticking his tongue out, he liked messing around with how fat or skinny he got in size. After a good ten minutes, Jon-o sat cross-legged on the floor with his eyes glazed on his own image.
Closer and closer he got to the mirror and saw that his figure was slowly changing into a person he did not recognize. Jon-o decided to stand up and he put his face up to the reflection that didn't look like him at all, but an older man with brown hair and a 5 o'clock beard.
"Whoa." said Jon-o, "I didn't know these mirrors made me look so old and scruffy like that."
To his surprise, the person in the mirror spoke, "Disappear Jon-o! You must disappear! You are not safe here, you do not belong here."
Jon-o shook his head, "I don't understand what you are trying to say to me."
"Hold on my boy." said the older man, "The world outside awaits you."
"You still don't make any sense, what do you mean that I have to disappear?" After Jon-o said that, a sound of barking came from the distance.
The mirrored older person said, "Run Jon-o! The Dream Master is coming, he understands you are slowly finding your powers. Run!"
Shaking his head, he did not know what to do at all because he was in complete shock. Right before Jon-o, the glass mirror shattered and the person on the other side of the mirror vanished.
The barking became louder and louder and Jon-o only had one choice but to run as fast as he could because he was scared to death. Rushing past after person by person, he made his way out of the house of mirrors.
Outside, Jon-o ran past all the booths and the faster he ran, it seem like he was being lifted off of the ground. A throbbing pain sensation came into his head and Jon-o's sight slowly became distorted and black. Hopping one of the fences, Jon-o hobbled into the perimeter of the petting zoo where he fell to his knees and held his head.
"Oh wow my head hurts!" yelled Jon-o. Bark after bark, Jon-o clearly sensed that the dog scaled the fence and was standing right next to him. His sight slowly recovered and as he was able to open his eyes, Jon-o noticed it was his own dog Spike.
Now able to stand up, Jon-o was in relief to see his dog, "Spike! I am glad you are here. Protect me against what ever is trying to get me. I was in the house of mirrors where this man told me to disappear..."
Right before Jon-o could finish his sentence, his dog Spike lunged up and bit him on the arm pulling him down and not letting go.
Screaming in pain, Jon-o yelled, "Spike! What are you doing? You are hurting me!"
A deep voice came from Spike, "How many times must I tell you, do not utter the word disappear! Now you shall be an example to the community!"
All around the petting zoo, people gathered around the fence and started to laugh at Jon-o like if he was a spectacle to enjoy. Kicking Spike in the chest, he got him off of his arm and started to flee in fear.
"Help! Help me someone! This dog is trying to kill me. HELP!"
Jon-o tried to climb over the fence, but every time he attempted to do so, the people surrounding it pushed him off so he wouldn't escape.
Slowly, Jon-o became filled with fatigue and his sight slowly became clouded and foggy where he couldn't see. It was as if Spike was playing game with him so he was an example to the whole crowd.
Awkwardly stumbling around blind, Jon-o started to whisper to himself, "Disappear... Disappear... Disappear..."
Trying to say that, Jon-o felt Spike tackle him to the ground where all he could feel was excruciating pain all around him because Spike was biting him.
Now yelling the word disappear a lot, Jon-o kept fighting as he was barely hanging on until one instant it felt like Spike bit his neck and all became black and lifeless.
Instantly, Jon-o woke up in his bed breathing and sweating very heavily from what he thought was a bad nightmare he had. Grabbing himself all over, he looked for any traces of bite marks that could of possibly been made from his dog Spike. Not seeing that he was unscratched, Jon-o laid back on his pillow and said, "Phew... Only a bad dream."

There, after telling a long story, we were taking a break off the side of the road at an abandoned rest stop. Christina was looking forward outside the perimeter nodding her head with a very understanding look. Raising her finger, she said, "Seems like this character you tell me about appears to be one various carious young boy. How real did this dream seem to him, was it real?"
I reached into my pants where I pulled out my pocket watched and rested my foot on a rock where I looked off into the distance where all I saw was a mountain that was covered with trees as far the eye could see. "To him at the time, you could see that the boy was starting to gain a real consciousness of the world outside him. And when all of this started to happen, the concept of reality became more skewed and distorted. To myself, I really began to think how life was back then, how many years exactly did pass and how many times I have been reseted like that."
Christina took out a piece of jerky from her bag and started to chew on it. Offering a piece to me, I kindly declined because I am not the biggest fan of meat. There Christina looked over at me and said, "So Jon-o, I want to know more about this Dream Master guy called Spike who you think is your loving dog. What really doesn't make sense to me is that every time you are attacked, why don't you put together the pieces that something is clearly wrong in your life?"
A very smart question Christina asked, and the only thing I could respond with was, "Hey, take a seat Christina, I will continue on what happened next because it gets better you know. Clearly, seeing me here today, there is an ending to what happens, and still to this day I am surprised."
Christina slapped her knee and said to me with a very enthusiastic voice, "Shoot away! I am all ears."

Fragments (a short story)

2008-07-28T22:49:00.000-07:00

Half of the day was spent driving down a road unfamiliar to Jim, away from the world which he once lived. The sun was near setting over the hills and next to the road were fields of frozen grass that were blowing graciously in the wind from the final moments of heat in the sunlight. Since the season was slowly traveling through winter, the days got shorter and the air got thicker.
Inside his Mini Cooper, Jim could only stress with the situations that he was getting himself into. The last time he could remember that he was truly happy seem like eons ago. There was a time in his life that he traveled the world, and all he wanted to do now was to escape it. The car was silent and all that was going through Jim's mind was sadness, the girl who he truly was in love with for the longest time said she was departing ways from their friendship.

Andrea was sitting in the passenger seat of a car where the driver was an unknown person to Jim; it was someone that was there to take her away to wherever she wanted to go. This was a girl with a pure heart, a pure soul, and happiness that had the tendency to flow to many who were in her presence. Yet therefore because of the good person she was, Andrea was ashamed, but felt that her actions were the right one. As her hand was floating outside the window, she kept her eyes closed breathing in the thick cold winter air that floated over the countryside. All around her was the strong scent of evergreen and there she sat from the passenger seat thinking that she being driven home.

Hands in his pocket, Jim was taking a walk out onto a frozen pier where his head looked straight up into the sky as he kept his tongue out to collect any snow bits that made their quest from the heavens to the ground below. No words could describe his life except that he has been cheated through all of his life. There were always those bigger and better people that always seem to sweep anybody away that he grew an connection with. As a hopeless romantic, he felt life existed in his head with Jim collaborating scenes like if he was a director to a perfect celestial love story.
Leaning his hands folded over the railing of the pier, he spit over to the frozen water below. Many things that he did not want to think about entered his head which was covered by a beanie that Andrea made for him last birthday. 'Why does this happen to me every time?' thought Jim. A song came into his mind that he remembered one time singing on top of the hillside one night gazing up to the stars thinking about Andrea.

From the top of the flight
Of the wide, white stairs
Through the rest of my life
Do you wait for me there?

"Stop the car." said Andrea.
"What?" said the man that was unknown to Jim, "The sun is setting, and we are miles away from town."
"I said please stop the car." Andrea once said again as she looked directly into the man's eyes.
Not saying anything more, the man gave into her request and stopped the car letting Andrea out into the frozen barren fields off the side of the road. Off into the distance drove the car, and off into the distance Andrea walked.
Continuing to walk for fifteen minutes, Andrea stopped and looked directly into the sun where she kept her eyes fixed on the distance as it slowly began to set to the west. The wind blew furiously as it was giving its last breath before the day ended and the reign of the moon was about to take place. Staring into the sun, Andrea decided not to close her eyes, not understanding the goodbye she gave to Jim. Around her neck, the scarf blew along with the wind; it was the same scarf that Jim had made for her birthday. Her hands were lying restfully in the pea coat that kept her fully warmed and safe from the declining temperatures of the outside.
Andrea let out a cough and out came her thick breath that created a puff of smoke that only stood still for a split second only to be absorbed by the rest of the air. Finally deciding to close her eyes, all Andrea could see under her eyelids were various orange shapes and forms because her eyes were trying to repair themselves from such a long exposure to looking into the sunlight. Andrea's head moved down facing the ground and finally the inevitable came to her, a memory of the past.

All the way out in a distant town, Jim and Andrea sat next to each other in a bus stop because due to an extreme snow storm, they were forced to wait overnight until the roads cleared. With her green scarf wrapped around her neck, Andrea looked down at Jim's shoes thinking of where she was going to be heading in the near future. Next to Andrea, Jim had his arms crossed glancing to the left of him shaking his leg because even though the two were good friends, he was always nervous because of her.
Andrea's eyes shift to her own hands as she began to play with them. 'I wonder if he likes me still. Can't he be bold enough to just simply hold my hand? Being so many miles away from home, I do wonder what goes through his head sometime.' As Andrea was somewhat a little bit upset as she was never being given an attempt, the thought left her mind and her eyes shifted towards her right and outside the window.
Days before being stuck at the bus stop, Andrea thought of another memory of Jim. They were outside at the park lying on the snow watching the night bring bats in to their true habitat. It was the closest that Andrea had been to Jim as her head was resting on his shoulder to keep her warm. Making jokes and telling stories, the moon was the biggest and brightest the two have ever seen them which brought a better view to the nocturnal creatures that existed. Spending the night out in the winter night, her next memory came as Jim was behind Andrea holding her but she was only being caught up in the moment, she did not truly like him at the time, but he was the person who made her smile the most out of anyone she knew.
Now mentally, she was back at the bus stop, but this time she was alone. Getting out of her seat, she was disappointed and mentally headed out into the outside world. Truly, the memories before she was at the bus stop were only false images to her, she never was held in Jim's arms, never watched the stars above, or even spent the night in the wilderness. They were all fragments of Andrea's thoughts. Once again, she made up an image of the two sitting in her living room watching a movie while Jim was holding her hand. All was on her mind was being held, but that was the true reason why she couldn't be friends with him, even though he was given so many chances, he always folded in the end.
Now the two were walking in a large field where only one tree stood, leafless from the winter season. Trying to keep up was Andrea following the fast moving Jim who had his arms in his pockets. It was as if she was in Jim's universe but only existed as a phantom to his mind. "Why is it you never attempted any move with me?" said Andrea as imaginably said in her head trying to catch up with his fast speed. "Don't you care that things don't magically fall into place, you have to make somewhat of an effort you know!" Jim was just to fast for Andrea to catch up, and before she could realize, Andrea was back in the large open field where the sun was almost there to finally setting.

Waking up on his bed in the winter morning, Jim had no idea about the day that was about to happen to him. Scratching his hair, he got up, showered and went outside into the winter air. It was as if he lived this memory over a thousand of times within the last twenty-four hours because it was later that night, his life would be changed for ever.
It was night time. Jim and Andrea were walking together down a dimly lit street heading to her house where she was going to talk to Jim about their friendship. Jim thought the completely opposite thing; his romantic side came into mind.
The trip they took a week earlier came into thought for Jim, there in the bus station, he could of swore that Andrea kept on getting closer to him in the seats but as every inch she moved, Jim would back away an inch. Out of anyone he knew, Jim was the one who always buckled under pressure. The time almost hit past midnight in the bus stop and there was Jim sitting there fiddling with his fingers as Andrea was nearly resting her head right next to his thigh on the chairs. What do you do in such a situation to not make it weird?
The next morning came after Andrea talked to him and fragments of Jim came into his own mind as he walked down the parking lot of his old high school thinking of what he could do to fix the mistakes that he once made.
Taking a trip back to Andrea's birthday, it was where Jim gave her a present that he hoped would end his hopeless romantic streak and win over her heart, a bouquet of pink flowers and a box which contain a green scarf which he made for her. It was if Jim was sitting a mile away from her on the park bench because he was, again, nervous out of his mind. Handing the flowers to Andrea, she sniffed them, looked at Jim, smiled, and that was it.
Jim slept on the couch downstairs that night after he had a long talk to Andrea; he was in complete shock and utter confusion. Everything that he invested himself into the last nine months was erased instantly, he knew he made the ultimate mistake, and he was paying for it.
Alone, in his dream he was, sitting on a couch in a living room where there was a party and moving in fast forward, all the people that he knew in his life, and the ones that he fell in love with were passing him by in an instant motion. To Jim, it was as if he was living his life in a mere few seconds symbolizing that life is too short and waiting around for love to come to him instead of going to it is not the best strategy.

There was a tear that fell down Jim's cheek.
There was a tear that feel down Andrea's cheek.
In their minds, there was only silence.

Jim was skipping down the hall; it was during the first week when he and Andrea became friends. A fragment of Jim's memory passed through his mind. His life long prayer had been answered.

Andrea's house, where the event took place, she told Jim to what she thought were her true feelings. "Like I told you before Jim, it cannot work, it never will." Andrea said as her arms were opened to show what she thought were her true feelings at the time. "We simply cannot functions as like this, our friendship appears to be a relationship that is not a relationship."
She watched Jim take a sip of tea and did not say a single word back until he finished his cup. "Only if I did things different then we wouldn't be having this conversation. I just wish sometimes things could work out for me, but they don't. All my life I have wanted to be in a relationship that I truly cared about. So when I met you, it was my biggest fear to screw it up, and now I see that I have done just that. Truly too, I always thought that God would simply make things work, maybe I still have to be patient, I am just overwhelmed because you are the greatest person that I have met."
Andrea smiled and covered her face because she was blushing. "There were times when I just simply wished you tried to hold my hand. What is a relationship without the physical connection, it is like we are the same magnets that separate from each other when you put them together."
Jim laid his hand on Andrea's shoulder as it was instantly shrugged off and he said, "Please be straight with me Andrea, what is it you are trying to say to me?"
Andrea looked down at the floor and said, "We simply cannot be friends, I only see cloudy future between us two."
Now with his hands in his pocket, Jim said, "Okay, I get it." And not saying another word, he left the house and sped off in his car filled with anxiety like if a fragment of Jim's soul was ripped out of his chest.
Out in the field, Andrea watched the final moments of the sun and closed her eyes as the memory of when she talked to Jim the other day left her mind.

Back on the pier, Jim caught the final moments of the sunset too as he was saying a prayer for assistance and guidance for the future. Still, all he could think about was Andrea, knowing that it would be the hardest thing he ever had to do. He was day dreaming at the same time that Andrea was standing behind him on the other side thinking of the same exact thing, but he knew truly in his heart that was not true, or was it? Looking behind him, he simply only saw nothing, he only wished it was true, which it was not. Now nodding his head agreeing what he should do, Jim walked off the pier and into his car where he drove off into the new nighttime.

The two were sitting on the couch when they first met watching a movie which they both thought was the greatest thing they had ever seen. Now realizing the moment that Jim was in, he grabbed Andrea's hand to hold it.

Driving down the dark road, Jim said, "I see you as you see me ... look at me. Change your heart cause I am already spoken for." Scratching his nose, Jim simply shook his head thinking of all the fun experiences he had with Andrea over the last year. Smiling, he finally realized that his prayer was truly answer because he always wanted a friend to share so many fun experiences with a person he shared so many common interests with to take away the times where he felt alone in the world.
"God," Jim said, "I want to thank you because you have truly answered my prayer and I want to apologize for not believing in you from taking away the person that meant so much to me. You truly to read your children's hearts and with that, I am blessed." Not knowing what else to say in his prayer, Jim was simply ecstatic from his revelation that he met the coolest person that he has ever known and was given many memories which existed as fragments in his head. "It is truly our memories that have carried me through time."
Jim kept on driving excited to go home and sleep in his bed to awake to a new day that existed to him. Speeding up in his Mini Cooper, he ignored the cold attributes of the winter world around him. Slowly making a approach into the outskirts of town, he stopped at a stop sign, a first in many miles. Outside to the right of him, it was Andrea who was waiting to cross the street because she was keeping a safe distance from driving traffic. Jim looked to his side and at the same time, Andrea did the same, the two crossed eyes. Andrea moved the hair out of her face and looked down; Jim moved over to the passenger door and opened it waving for her to get inside. Andrea sat inside the Mini Cooper where she leaned over and kissed Jim on the cheek. Simply blushing, Jim reached over and held her hand. In the passenger seat, Andrea rolled down the window and smelt the evergreen from the night sky and thought, 'From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.' And under the moonlit sky, they drove off into the distance.