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Mary Little

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“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.”

Documents a warobe change

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“Damnnation. All this fucking paper work. I already gave my word I’d take the boy on.” Lord Skylark said heatedly as he sat down and signed the adoption papers of custody of Styx.

Brandon nodded. “I know. I know but you know the law and all. Are you married?”

Lord Styx sighed and nodded. “Yes. I am sadly. I am expecting my first child though in three months or sooner.”

Brandon and Styx shared a look at the six months or sooner comment. But, neither said anything to it.

Lord Skylark finished the signing and came to his feet waving Styx to follow him. “Let’s go little brother. We got to make a go of it. You know.” He said turning to the door.

Styx caught Brandon cover his mouth to keep from laughing. Styx frowned looking at Lord Skylark’s back. “Your hiding something.”

Both Lord Skylark and Brandon stared at him. My father looked at Brandon with suspicious intent.

“I thought you said he was a black.” Lord Skylark said.

“I would thank you, My Lord to speak to me if you’ve got a question to ask.” Styx said.

Lord Skylark shrugged. “Are you using magick on my mind or are you using magic to see into the near future? Either way the Blacks or Shades aren’t known for that kind of magic in your kind.”

Styx glowered at my father looking down his nose at him as if he was a high Lord of the first order. “You have a tell. You didn’t look at me directly when you spoke and your fake Lordly accent slipped a bit at the end. Also Brandon knows something is wrong with you.. What the hell are you afraid of outside that door?”

Brandon laughed his ass-off. “Snarking hell. Boy oh yo has a right quick mind. Reminds me of someone.”

Lord Skylark stared Styx. “Are you a half elf.”

“I’m not a black or elf. I’m a Shade.” Styx said.

Lord Skylark nodded. “Styx Shade. I get that part. But, be honest or I’ll leave you here. Your no more fully Elf or Shade as I am neither fully human or fully Elf.”

Styx shrugged and made a motion with his right hand over his heart. “It is like you said. I’m Styx Shade. Everything else doesn’t matter. I don’t answer to anything else but my own name. Lord Ethan Skylark.”

Lord Skylark saw the motion Styx had done and knew the reason for it. “Agreed.  But, no lies from here on out. We’re family now. As strange as that might be a contradiction-“

“You keep your end. I’ll keep mean. Momma Jinn taught the way of things.” Styx said.

Lord Skylark blinked and nodded his head. “Excellent. So let’s go.” He headed to the door and opened it walking out while Brandon led Styx out.

Styx hand a over his eyes and one hand on Brandon’s bulky forearm.

Lord Skylark frowned waiting outside on the steps for Styx and Brandon to come out with Styx sharing a few words between each other about Momma Finn, Lord Skylark and Mr. Carter. Styx did more listening then any talk.

“What are two doing?” Lord Skylark said stiffly.

Brandon stared at him. “Ethan. He’s day blind. Get your ass over here and help him down to your car.”

Lord Skylark frowned. “Bloody hell. How the-“

“I told you I have cursed eyes damn it. I just need a decent pair of nightshade goggles to see in the day. I’m good to work for you. I’m good. I’ll keep my part to you. I said I would. I will.” Styx said.

Lord Skylark sighed coming up the stairs and laid Styx hand on his forearm. “Let’s go. I’ll get you your goggles and a fresh new suit as well for your raising station in life.” He said opening the door to the limousine for Styx. Styx got inside sliding in as Lord Skylark joined him and closed the door.

“What the fuck is this? You were told to get an apprentice not a mutant elf.”

Styx opened his eyes in the dark limousine to stare at the ebony skinned beauty with long flowing platinum down the back of her Scarlett silk dress. Her eyes were dark and studying Styx in disgust. He looked at her pronounced  pointy ears and tried to get out of the car.

Lord Skylark grabbed his arms. “What the fuck is-“

Styx turned to him. “You knocked up her up didn’t you? Damn nation. Damn it to hell Ethan. You had to knock up a fucking dark heart. A fucking magick kind. She warned you against this. She fucking told what they do to us when we fuck with them.. We always end up dead. Are you mad? Are you crazy?!” He said.

“Excuse me. What the hell is he saying?” The female said in annoyed voice.

Lord Skylark grimanced. “Damn it. Momma Finn taught you everything and told you to many scary stories. She isn’t going to kill me or you. We have an agreement. She’s having my kid. Elfs are kin on their word and agreements. I’ll do right by you. You’ll keep your end up. Right?” He said

Styx stared at him. “Damn nation. You have gone mad.”

“What the hell is going on?”

The return R. Downey Jr.’s weird as fuck Sherlock Holmes…why?

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There’s talk and buzz in the air for more of Robert Downey Jr’s Sherlock Holmes becoming a Television series.

Because reasons?

I watched the first shit. I found it entertaining for a moment and annoying from my memory of the interpretation.

I remember Jeremy Brett with found love and Senior affection. I can go back to that shit and find humor and real humanity in the character of Sherlock with a twisting cartoon mix.

I find it more interesting trying to think the logistics for how Robert Downey Jr came up with that weird Eng-ish London shit accent.

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The Jones Book: Home going

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Iren

Daddy’s breathes came in graspy and shallow. I counted them in my head as his heart monitor was starting to give out.

Damn him.

I had told him to get the damn device put in his chest. Why? Why? Why couldn’t he ever listen to me on it? Damnable pride.

John Henry Jones didn’t answer to no one not even the daughter that had care for him, paid his bills and gambling debts and cooked his meals.. Damn him and his male pride and….

He looked at me. I went over to his bed and took his hand. He stared at me narrowing his eyes. I knew his thoughts.

“I promise. I’ll get the book to the Seed. I won’t let you down.”

His face relaxed. He smiled at me as he died. The doctors and nurses pushed me away. I picked up the old giant leather book from my chair. I backed away as the doctors tried to save him. My phone vibrated in my pocket. That was Chad. I had to go.

I stayed though. Until, it was finally over. They left the room quietly and covered his face. This was it. The paper was already signed. Daddy would get cremation and have his ashes buried next to my mother’s grave..It was over.

No. I still had one more favor to do for my Daddy. One more job that had to get done. Then I was done and on my own.

I turned to go but then stopped. Damn him. He couldn’t leave me nothing but a job to do for him. I wasn’t even allowed to look inside the book.

I looked back at him and went over to his body. His face was frozen with that same happy expression. I looked under his shirt and took the necklace that had the ring.

Leave it girl. Don’t you dare take it when I’m gone. It’s bad luck.

I heard his Warnings in my head from days before when I asked him if I could have it. He had shook his head stiffly and made me promise not to take it. He said it wasn’t right for a woman to have a ring from his thieving days. He said the ring was cursed. But, he never took it off or got rid of it. He always had it sense before I could remember.

I looked at the inscription inside the gold band. JJ x LB.

I knew JJ was Daddy so whoever LB was had to be my mother. If not I was going to find out. I took the necklace from him. I turned to leave and froze.

Chad Whett stood in the door way in a black hoodie two gold chains and black jeans. He stared at me knowing the promise I had made to my Daddy. I put the necklace on and raised my chin at him. “You got something to say shorty?”

Chad smiled. “I’m just waiting for you to come on. We got a flight to catch.”

“Your not-“

“Save it. You’re already losing it. Can’t let that happen. It would effect our business together. Let’s go.” He said and looked at my father. “See you, John.” He said turning and walking away.

I turned back to Daddy picking up the book before I leaned down and kissed his cheek. “Sorry. But, you should have expected it from me. I am your daughter.”

I turned and walked quickly out of the room.

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Become the best you…

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I turned 38 today. Here’s what I’m learning…

I’m not looking for someone to give a hand up. I want to be that man.

I’m not looking to be like someone else. I want to be the best version of myself everyday.

I’m not looking for government or some else to rescue me or my family. I’m here. I’m alive. I can be that helpping hand for my tribe and for people.

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A older man encouraging a younger man to let go of the blackpill ideology….#mindset

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This is but one more example of the reason that blackpill ideology is shit and a poison to the mind of any young man. It feeds into stagnation of the mind and despair in achieving anything of one’s self in this world.

I thought to put this in the previous argument but this video alone should speak for itself.

This is not an attack on the younger man. This is an attack on the ideology trying to poison his progress in the world. For the young man to be saved the posion must treated and cured.

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an argument for #Blackpill to end. #Excellence

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Part 2

Truth and lies.

There are things in this life I like many young boys and young men were taught to follow the path of go to school, go to college maybe university and above all else get a degree.

Because knowledge is power.

It’s only as you age and hopefully gain wisdom you realize this a lie. In short people with power or in positions of power very few times have or gained their power by being knowledgeable or as discerning. In fact the world is not run by rulers of superior knowledge.

It’s run by people with the understanding that power is power.

How does this relate to Blackpills or excellence? A positive point toward Blackpillers is that some of it’s propopoants declare that a man should not live his life on lies or a fictional view of how the world works. A man should embrace the harsher element of the truth of life.

Where then the Blackpill ideology falls apart is that it stops there or it does go the extra mile. What is the purpose then of gaining knowledge for a proticular craft your interested in or have a natural talent in?

I push forth my own answer in blunt fashion as so:

To shine with excellence and to be the man people look to get shit done.

Excellence and application of what you do and how you do it are the gifts that come with achieving high levels of knowledge in a chosen field, profession, trade or craft. The time taken to sparken your skills to learn new skills and better perform over the other guy is what a man strives for in gaining respect,.position and an elevation of power.

Yes. There is a harshness to this world. A unforgivingness to this world but men were created in this world and for ages men have conquered and dominated in this world. Currently in the first world it doesn’t seem so much true but

Men achieve high levels of excellence in the heart of conflict difficulties and pain. Life comes with pain and trouble but this is not new. This is the reality our ancestors dealt with managed and in some cases mastered by embracing the truth and excelling in to high levels of excellence and self-esteem.

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.

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Spring time in a recession/political depression….#poetry

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My allergies are kicking my ass.

The day to day journey’s from home to work and back again fill me with woe.

Not for the work or job as it be. It’s because of the consent bullshit shit in the metaphorical air. I’m allergic to bullshit and politically motivated as such there is alot in the air in that regards.

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It’s a upon us. The season you work longer hours and think about chances to grab more out of a week and day. The prices aren’t falling. So the pay must keep raising.

There’s a reason for it all. There’s a cause behind it all I just can’t name him.

Beta bitch Joe Biden

Oh well. I can’t seem to remember the name of the person. All I can hear are voices continually talking about Will Smith for some reason.

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An argument for the end #Blackpill philosophy. Ambition.

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Opening remarks….

First off I will start with diffintions

Ambiton

noun

a strong desire to do or to achieve something, typically requiring determination and hard work.

“He was born dirt poor and grew up in a small apartment. So he worked hard to get the house, car and life he wanted as a kid and give it to his own kids.”

“Nobody gave Luke anything. He had to get his wealth out of the mud.”

Now blackpill?

The notion or philosophy or ideology has to many diffintions and interpretations. I will have to make one myself but be honest about it and hopefully fair to the otherside.

Blackpil

Noun

Life is dark at times, hostle and tough. I accept it and the realities about life not being easy. I can even embrace that harshness and darkness.

“Life was hard for Danny. He accepted it.”

The realities of life can be harsh to deal with especially sense young man are raised to believe lies about the nature of life being tough and real. However, this isn’t the full reality of life because isn’t simple or binary as we as men were taught as young boys.

There is beauty and truth and joy to life inspite of the weird and dark moments. But, sometimes you’ll only see those moments at the end of pushing through your darkest moments. Ambition or having a strong desire to accomplish objectives in life that you can invest in is what being a man is about.

I’m speaking in general to young men and men of my generation that I see and listen to this philosophy coming from. The blackpill ideology leads nowhere toward embracing a full experience of life from it’s joys and sorrows to the thrill of achieving minor and major leaps of success. A man must not embrace this ideology i.e. poison into his life. He must as is his duty as a man reject it and become the builder of his world and produce a legazy for his people, tribe and nation.

It will be my attempt in these posts to nail home the point until the eradication of blackpill ideology from modern society social forms is complete.

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Site updates…..#wordpress #twitter.

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The site is pretty fucked up right now. My hope is people are getting the content and enjoying it. But, I don’t know because it won’t show me my updates or analytics for the day so there you go.

If you wish to know when I’m dropping a post. It’s everyday however I will put up links on gab.com and on Twitter.

Yeah. I’m back on hellmouth Twitter because there’s one dude on there I like to read his writing and I’m waiting patiently for the asshole to finally drop the link on his second book this year hopefully. My handle is…GuardianD0gg

Yeah that is a zero not an oh in the Dogg part. Anyway here’s a poem….

This word is pressing on me. It’s on the tip of my tongue.

I’m hasn’t to say

That word

To that company

That is fucking with my readers seeing my shit. They have their reasons. But, then again maybe it truly is a mistake on my part. In error in judgement on me.

Na’aw fuck that shit. I know why your fucking with me and…

I will win in the end.

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