It’s been more then a minute and months sense my last post. Reasons being I lost my way a bit and couldn’t find the motivations to publish blogs any longer. I kept writing but the motivation.
Death, loss and pain. That has been the spice and blackpills for me. Now I’m done with that. New era and new changes.
A lot of changes. Good and bad changes in the world. I find it all funny some how and I want to make people laugh and enjoy words and life for it’s puzzling and complicated moments.
I found my motivation. I’ll be bustling the blog as my job. You, the reader are my customer to delight and enchant for today.
This blog will be my street corner. For the would be travelor on the roads of the interwebs. I’ll treat you to a laugh, a smile or whimsical time and place to breath from a world of mad derangement.
The days have gone to the dogs. A division is present. Two waves of opinions. Two roads divided.
Conflict. I used to find it frightening. Now I breath it in like cotton candy vap juice and exhail red smoke and smooth dreamy vibes. I’m dogmatic and hard headed to fight in the shade of the arrows of despair with a smile and a butter knife in my hand.
I encourage you if your feeling low to embrace the same gusto my friend.
Alrighty…Long story short. I’m working on finishing Blue Technomancer and it’s going to take me more then a minute before I can get on to thinking about where I want the blog to go. I’m up to 24 episodes and I’m a long way from being done. The story spans several years and I’m testing my limits with new techniques. I’m having to fun of time to stop writing on it. When I finish it might be 50+ episodes.
On to conflict….
The West is in an unofficial war with Russia that is set to have major changing with world economy and more importantly food.
And I have eyes on the raising gas and food prices. The kicker will come when people no longer are concerned about the big screen Oled TV but finding food or growing it at their apartment.
It is what it is…..The West (Clown World) is fucking with Russia because the reasons justify the people at the bottom suffering.. Everybody at the bottom are in for conflict. Right now it’s tight. It will get worse and people will have go through real survival in the west….again.
My thoughts….I am a man and a survivor so the times don’t move me like it did five years ago. Let alone during 2020.
I don’t say all this to be a beta bitch trying to scare you. I say….. Act with intelligence and be courageous because there is no other option.
There really isn’t no other option in my mind. All I have to do is look back at the play book of people that did it in the past and my own and take notes and take action.
That said I started out this year with with several goals. One of those goals is to make more money…..
I have already succeeded in that goal twice over. The challenge now is fast can I get to 12 grand a week? I’m not there yet but I know there is a cheat code I’m missing that will work for me.
The charm, the looks, the mind, the hot girl and the skills of a true sniper elite in the special forces. All that went to shit in a single blazing hellish day when a giant flaming monster dropped down on him on the day of his proposal and changed his life and destiny forever. He awoke to the dawn of a new day in human history in a broken body mired in blood, steel and strange new elemental powers.
I’m putting it on Amazon Vella. Already have seven episodes down for the first half of the season 1 and already working season 2
Story takes place in New York City during the first events of the alien landing on the city in the book Blue Jumper. It’s a gritty action heavy story with a main character that is believable and you can connect to that kicks ass and you want to truly succeed in spite of the madness he has to contend with in the new world he has awoken up in.
We don’t believe or follow the modern ways of things. We are La Rue. We have our own way. It is the duty of a La Rue to carry on the Legacy, heritage and traditions of our tribe. You will be required to add on to our legend and advance the legacy of our story to the next generation to come. Once you set about this course there is no turning back. Welcome to the tribe..
chorus: My whole life has changed Since you came in I knew back then You were that special one I’m so in love, so deep in love You made my life complete You are so sweet No one competes Glad you came into my life You blind me with your love With you I am in sight
You never realize something is weird as fuck or dumb as fuck to hear until you aren’t in the category of it.
Girl, you opened me I’m wide open And I’m doing things, I never do But I feel so good, I feel so good Why’d it take so long me finding you This is my story And I’m telling you It’s not fiction It’s truely a fact Without you right here having my back I really don’t know just where I’d be
“I have a name. Skylark. Inform this peasant mutant whom he is speaking with.” The lady said midly.
My father turned in his seat and facing young Styx. “Her name’s lady Mary Little. She is my elfin wife of a sort and also my book keeper and manager of my affairs.”
Styx shook his head. “Mary is a proper Edo lady’s name. She’s a dark elf pure blood.”
“Mary Little is her name…..in the public. I have no idea what her real name is because according to their beliefs Mary’s hold power over her people. It’s close enough to the truth though.”
“But she has power over you though. Is that it?”
Lord Skylark shrugged. “My child is in her. It is what it is. My child will not be an orphan or live as we did. Be respectful.” He said simple.
Styx frowned but said nothing more. He studied the beautiful elf on the other seat facing him. “My apologies Mum. I am Styx Shade. I meant no disrespect to you. It’s my street up bringing and such. Sense your married to my brother that would make you my elder sister in-law.”
Miss Little held up her hand. “Skylark has no family. You-” She paused looking between them and frowned. She fixed her gaze on Lord Skylark. “Skylark. Who is this boy to you?”
“He was raised for a time by Mother Fin.” He said.
“He will not be an heir to your holdings. No matter what legal agreements stand between you two or otherwise.” Miss Little said with a calm assurance.
“I am his teacher. Styx is going to be my disciple. Once inducted into the guild he will make his way on his own. He has a gift. I wish to nurture.”
Miss Little snorted and caught Styx staring at her in confusion. She looked at him pointedly. “What are you confused about boy? You are a boy in fact. How old are seventeen summers at the most?”
Styx shook his head. “Seventeen and a half fall days Mum. Again, I apologize for my low born behavior. It’s just a habit and experiences I have had.”