Who the hell is this guy? That’s the question I’m asking myself about a charecter I’m writing about (writing craft)

I’ve been writing stories and poetry for a long damn time. Not more then the greats but more then the average asshole that wishes a upon a star and then doesn’t do the work to craft a bridge to never never land. Yet, I find myself writing about a man that is light years smarter and practical then me and I find a interested to know more so I write more and throw more at him to see how he reacts and I am surprised every time.

I’m not trying to shine on my own shit or say I am reaching a stage of brilliance..none of that is hitting the mark. I just have a question for myself or rather to you my fellow writers and lovers of the song language and writen word.

Have you ever found yourself wondering upon the discovery of a character’s thoughts on digital screen or notepad…

Who the hell is this guy?

There is nothing new under the sun. We all gather our materials from somewhere in this world in our interactions with people in our own dreams to write or to paint.

I have an idea of where I could have gathered an idea for this charecter now upon digging through my thoughts in this post. One man or concept of man comes to mind. The Sigma who deals in strategy and mystery.

But again that is one piece of a personality type. The man I’m writing about is complicated piece of a man that exists in fictional world I had not even intended to make. I started with a charecter and world built itself around the charecter or once the charecter is established how he is reflects the world he is piece of.

I find this stuff wonderfully amazing. The craft or art of writing. I’m still learning and I’m surprised by it.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

The days have gone to the dogs but honestly…I’m having fun what about you?

The fucking ride doesn’t end my friend.

You know I started this year with that notion in my head. It hasn’t gone away. I’ve had my ups and downs and my highs and lows.

Granted the year is still not done more is surely to come but I can tell you my friends honestly I am enjoying the ride so far. The growth in my charecter and dominance holy shit is skyrocketing.

Again, this is my theme. Embrace the same gusto my friend. The Times will get tougher. Days will go to the dogs but we must push on. We must change and strive toward the excellence and adventure of owning our own bad ass attitude.

Hey, it’s in our blood. We are the descendents of survivers and bad ass fuckers.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Covid mask theories: fucking masks are giving me a rash and there still fucking my head

2020 was a blur to me with moments of brilliant writing and lots of flash point moments of grief about my mother.

I got through it though honestly looking back now I felt every damn day in some way of twisting knife pain to the heart but I got through it with my head down and mind on work.

2021? Best year of my life. No joke. Yes there is shit that went down and frustrations still but for most part I got through this year with minor new scars. Once I embraced the storm conflict vaping the shit is becoming second nature. I still have nightmare memory visions some times but I get through it better then last year.

To the matter of masks. I fucking hate um. For two reasons. One I just realized recently a reason for a strange fucking rash on my face the bullshit mask wearing. I’ve had problems with skin shit for years but Covid mask mandates have put a number on skin issues. I figured it out though thankfully and I’m managing it better with twice a day treatment.

The mental shit is wondering if I can go one day without some bitch giving me shit because of the mask shit and wondering am I fucking breathing with the shit on. I have days when it’s fine and other days I got to take the shit off to catch my breath.

Weird plus side to all this shit. When I do take off my mask it’s usually in a outdoor safe zone and I can appreciate the spring air.

Safe zone: A area around people who won’t give me shit. A area indoors around people who don’t give a shit. My own damn home.

Weird and funny times were in but it makes you appreciate having your own space of peace and making you awhere of crazy fuckers are amongst us.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Long spring

This is honestly the longest spring I can remember experiencing.

I’m used to spring lasting a few weeks of a one months time but this morning as I make my way to work it’s warm but not hot it’s breezy but not cold. These days are lasting longer and the air smells and tastes on my tongue peaceful and sweet…It really is a beautiful morning.

I’m feeling happy today. I wish the same for you.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Poetic argument that Iron Man is a more orginal Sigma Charecter then Batman

I’m flying into the discourse at the rate of 70 miles and climbing. Go with me on my journey as ride this idea down a road of nerdness.

Sigma is a dominant, loner, badass. That can be a leader but is comfortable doing his own thing.

Both charecters fit the mold to a mother fucking S but one of the charecters is an out right ripoff of an Original.

For those not in the know. Batman is a more watered down version of the Shadow. The very concepts, bad guys and storylines ripped from previous stories and radio shows of the man the myth the legend The Shadow.

What does Batman have over all to distinguish him. He’s smart, he has money and gadgets made by other people smarter then him. He does have an element of darkness that he uses to invoke fear into the hearts of men. That’s it.

Iron Man however….I would say is a charecter of his own making. One whose mind is and imagining are what makes him what he is. His weapons, his tools, his creativity and his faults all add to the believably nature of said man.

Born from wealth. An orphan and talented. You could say he didn’t earn his money in his adulthood but that would be horseshit.

It’s his mind. His mind and talent, skills, confidence, dominance and motivations that make him who he is. He doesn’t have powers. What he brings to a fight is his intelligence, knowledge and will.

The thing that made the first Iron Man of early two thousands memorable and good was the fact Tony Stark didn’t hide who and what he was…the mother fucker owned it and refused to live a lie.

Batman lies about who he is when he puts on the mask of Bruce Wane for some reason….we buy it some how but Iron Man.

No way my dude. That bad ass owns it, enjoys it and does not lie about being Iron Man….remember the quote from the original trailer.

I am Iron Man.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

You remember that time Eminem got away with raping about taking pills on MTV #FuckedUpShit

Long long long time ago. No joke this wizard asshole got away with having a whole fucking video about getting high on Pills on TV.Β  Of course they took the shit off and pretended the shit never happened but not before I saw and sang along as a youngester.

The shit is catchy and you can sing right along it without in part knowing what the fuck your singing or rapping to.

I still remembered the fucking video my dude. It was…well everything that incorporated about the song. Cocain dreaming. Eminem got a group of rappers together D12…I believe and started a short lived band.

Holy shit.

This is back in the day when we had more literate assholes that pretended to give a damn. Now…well it’s kinda boring. All I hear from modern rappers is low energy talk that is about well the same shit. Me fucking. Me get money. Me fuck your mommy and all that bullshit. Honestly fuckers had more fucking energy talking about getting rich or being not the fucker to be fucked with in the day.

But…I’m just an old fuck don’t mind me none.

Oh modern rap is shit.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Geena Davis was a bad bitch in the day. I’m trying to figure out if she was a bad ass bitch though.

I’m set to make an Ode to one of Geena Davis’s films. Where she was without a doubt a one of a kind bad bitch in the day.

It’s one of the lost treasures of the 90s that was as much a throw back to the 80s. Pure action, comedy and humanity. The fucking rang that bitch had back in the day was holy shit.

Bad ass bitch?

I don’t know. I really need to review her 90s shit. She wasn’t a watered down piece shit action females we have today..

Yeah. I’m not sorry at all. Geena Davis would have made a beter black Widow then the pretty female they got to play her. She was the shit in her time bar none mother fucker.

If you missed out on her undefeated regain that’s just to fucking bad. The bitch was the 6’0 mother fucking bad bitch in her day and a fucking winner at life.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

China πŸ‡¨πŸ‡³ the country nobody wants to fuck with because everybody woes them I.O.U’s

It’s not really a secret my dude. Think about it from a micro level.

Example. George Simp has a dude in his life that he tends to borrow a lot of cash from because he’s shit with money at times meaning he has a gold digging girlfriend that won’t fuck him.

Let’s call the dude Chris China or Mr. China. He doesn’t ask for money back my dude. He don’t even say much to George about when he going to get his fucking cash..he just askes George don’t say shit to him about his shit or wife.

George had a friend Big T he was trying to help him money wise. George had a falling out with Big T because he got jealous of his big dick or some bullshit. Mr. China comes up to George and tells him he’s tired of seeing his face in his neighborhood so he tells George to fuck off. George being a simp, fucks off and ask Mr. China for six grand while he goes.

A bit of a long bullshit way of saying we’re screwed but it is what it is.

Why aren’t you worried?

I laugh. Mr. China has probelms of his own to worry about his beta bitch simp problem in his neighborhood is growing and fuckers got debts of his own past due.

So why is George fucking with Big Dick Russia? George’s girlfriend is all behind the shit. Her name trickie Trotskyite. Mr. Russia dumped her ass years ago and the bitch is still sore about it.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Back buttom conservative hoes hate Mother Russia…why? The fuck I know let’s theorize!

Listen any time is a good time to fuck with neo liberal conservatives or as I like to call them back buttom conservative hoes.

The war drums are sounding off for the back buttom conservative hoes to make a bid at fucking with Russia.

How do I know this? All roads lead to fuckers talking about shit in the Ukraine. Now you and I don’t give a fuck on the real who is even taking a shit in the Ukraine but apparently back buttom conservative hoes do if it could get them into a fight/war/bullshit with Russia.

No word from silent Pimp cocain Democrats on it. Why? Wars good for the pimping business my dude.

Also remember the rule…if pimp cocain Democrats and conservative hoes are joining hands or fucking in bed together then you know whose getting fucked…

Us.

This sex addiction the fuckers have with war is something that is both bizarre to me and weirdly funny. I just wish a upon a star to be in a room with Crept Keeper Joe and ask him when he first busted his first nut starting a fucking war..was it before he sold secrets to china or did he always have a weird fetish for starting world worlds for fun.

This is the shit I think about you.

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Seth Rogan…Paper Airplanes by M.I.A is the song that perfectly illustrates him and his movies

Holy shit…the song came to me as I was looking for a song for the day but the song is so mother fucking nutball crazy it makes Weird science seem sane.

First time I saw the trailer for Pineapple Express the song hocked me and not for a good reason. It’s like a brain fart coming out of someone elses mind and filling your head with a weird feeling of money and unicorns that fart out rainbows.

I thought about Seth Rogan then and all his weird nut ball movies. They all have that weird feeling of being high and the fucking pounding headache the day after and feeling of why did I smoke see that shit…that shit movie.

(I’m stone cold sober by the way. I never smoked weed. Really I never have.)

Anyway, what the fuck was my point?

Seth Rogan! Yeah. How the fuck did ever get famous??

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg

Cyberpunk morning 5…brainstorming

Okay…let’s take a Nomads with a twist of A Time To Kill and mix of Mad Max..hmm. let’s go.

Prologue

Erin

I got the report that Jonny was dead not from the city station but a next from the clan elder telling me to come home. I was barely awake or had time to cope with my brother being dead. I took a few seconds and then I got out of bed. I would need to get the body ready for travel to the Wild Lands. To home.

I got out of bed and washed up. I was out of my apartment and hitting the street with side piece on my side.

Hmmm…add some action.

Ch ?

Erin

Peter gave me the long look as I got out of the train as they unloaded the body. I knew what he wanted to know.

The elder and the rest of my brothers were all wondering. I sighed. “I have to find out who did it first. It would save me time and mess with the cops if we can get a name. I’m a runner and I have a license to terminate on the request of a-“

Peter took me in a hug. He kissed my temple. “Thank you.” He said.

I patted his back. “We’ll get em brother. Eye for an eye.”

“Tooth for a tooth. No mother kills one of our own without punishment.” Peter said.

Hot damn! I got something here..

Warm Regards

Guardiandogg