Be Kind, This is OLD!
I wrote this as a freshman in high school, over 15 years ago! It is cheesy and corny, but I got a good grade on it, and figured I'd open it up to the ridicule of the Victim.
Enjoy!
Dark Forces
Crime permeates the society in the year 2369. The police force is not well enough equipped or manned to deal with the problem. The city’s council has repeatedly struck down plans to improve the police department.
Until this past year crime has effectively controlled the city through intimidation and payoffs. A lone person, blessed with superhuman powers of telekinesis and strength as well as an incredibly foreboding presence, has single-handedly reversed the city’s worsening condition. No one, except those few to whom he confides himself, know who he is, for he wears a mask and does not speak often. To the populace of the city he is known only as the Hero. His true name is Ray, which he uses when at his base of operations.
In just a few short months, he has captured more criminals than the police have caught in the past five years. The council is regaining control as Ray strikes fear into the hearts of evil doers.
Ray is a member of an intergalactic peace keeping organization called Dark Force. Their agents use their fantastic powers to keep peace and prevent war and crime, which could threaten the safety of the universe. This group also keeps a low profile and to most people their very existence is a mere rumor.
The criminal activity in this city of Earth is beginning to spread across the planet. If this continues it stands a good chance of spreading to other planets, jeopardizing the peace being maintained by the Dark Force.
The work by Ray on Earth is effectively neutralizing the threat that crime poses to the intergalactic peace.
The tactics they use are inborn talents they have learned to use in this battle since their birth. They have harnessed and trained using their unique powers for good when they could have just as easily turned to crime.
Ray’s job on Earth is nearly done. He has already imprisoned the most dangerous crime lords. All that is left is the roundup of all the criminals working under those lords.
Crime as we know it now is nearly over. Peace is no longer in jeopardy due to the hard work and determination of Ray and his comrades in the Dark Force.
Phone-Cam Downtime.
I am going to try and avoid posting phone-cam pictures for awhile. I've been using it a lot more than I thought I would, this could get expensive quick. I plan on posting a couple of real pictures tomorrow, and maybe eveb writing a column for the Victim (quite a concept, huh?).
Fireworks 7
Fireworks 6
Fireworks 4
Fireworks 5
Fireworks 2
Fireworks 1
Fireworks 3
Renegades vs Ironbirds 1
Renegades vs the Ironbirds
Baseball.
I helped my aunt and her family get their PC working, it was infected with all sorts of crap, most likely from that wonderful piece of junk Kazaa. I ended up reloading the whole thing, and now it's back running like a champ. In return I got hooked up with a pair of reserved seat tickets to the local minor league baseball team for tonight's game. I just got home, it was a great game! They also featured a fireworks display after the game that was really cool as well.
It was our hometown team, the Hudson Valley Renegades (affiliated with the Tampa Bay Devil Rays) taking on the Aberdeen Ironbirds (affiliated with the Baltimore Orioles). Our team won 7-2. It was an excellent game with some big hits and good defensive plays. I recommend anyone who has a team by them, to support them. It's great seeing these young players who are there for love of the game, rather than the big contracts that the major leaguers get.
Tomorrow, I will probably be posting some more phone-cam pics of the game and fireworks. No groaning, the pics are cool!
Disorder
Appendages severed
Bloody orifice
Parts of one's own body
Ripped away at will
Denial of self
Rejection of spirit
Missing members
never to be regained
Never again to be whole
A small piece lost
each denial
larger than the last
Sense of self lost
Singularity gone
Lose self
become small
Only a part of
the world's
Homogeneous disorder
Phone-Cam
I apologize for all the lousy phone cam pics of the past couple of concerts. I think they look pretty good considering the bad lighting and what I used to take them. Anyway, I hope someone likes them!
Saliva on stage 4.
Saliva on stage 3.
Saliva on stage 2.
Saliva on stage 1.
I kept the bag...
Cold Grasp
Soul impaled
on the spike
of solitude
Into the depths
Eternal torment
Is mine to covet
Crucified
on the cross
of justice
Perpetual anguish
Harrowing memories
of days long since past
Times of happiness
and joy....
they now escape
my cold grasp
My past is raped
by the fiery grip of Hades
Thoughts of the future
Reaching to the past
Futile attempts
at retaining my sanity
it slips away still.....
Eavesdropping.
How many of you have ever listened in on a conversation that you weren't involved in? Raise your hands. Come on now, be honest. I admit I do. I sometimes have lunch in the food court at the mall I frequent. While I sit there eating, I have a habit of listening to whatever conversations are going on at the tables around me. If there is no one there, I will watch the people as they walk by.
People watching is an interesting thing, you can learn a lot about people from this eavesdropping and people watching. I don't really listen with the purpose to gather information or anything so much as the way they talk. You can always tell certain groups of people by the way they carry themselves.
Some of the groups I have come to identify by the way the act are mostly pretty obvious, but it is amazing how consistent the groups are. Some include the retail management types, the IBM/tech guys, the teens, the senior citizens, they all have that distinctiveness to them. The retail managers make me smile the most, they act as if they run the world, an air of self importance. It is really quite funny how they puff themselves up and try to throw their weight around as the claw their way to middle management. The tech guys also have their own little groups where the only conversation is about tech stuff. Generally they are also proudly displaying their work badges as if they were "Get out of mall free" cards. The teens always trying to act cooler than everyone else and generally coming across as fools. Seniors like to gather in groups and complain about everything.
There are no real revelations here, but it is entertaining to see them fall into line time after time. I don't know what really brought this on, but there it is.
Heights.
Is anyone out there scared of heights? I am. For some reason I was thinking about that fact as I crossed the same bridge that I have crossed 5 days a week for the past 5 years going to work. I also think about it when I see tall buildings in cities, or wherever. Not sure why it popped into my head today but it did.
I'm not so sure it is heights I fear, so much as structural integrity. I have it in my head that the more something gets used, the weaker it becomes in the long run. So I am thinking, what if I am the proverbial straw that breaks the camels back? I don't like the idea of being that straw. The idea of being up in a building and looking down freaks me out, so does the idea of that building, bridge, whatever, collapsing.
This fear goes back to when I was a kid. I remember a class trip to Albany when I was in the sixth grade. One of the places we went was a skyscraper, which I, of course, refused to go up. One of the chaperones stayed with me for a bit, and then switched so he could go up to the top. Another class trip took us to the Statue of Liberty, once we got there, we discovered that politics had closed the doors to the statue and we were not allowed to climb it. This news made me very happy. One other story was when my family and I were crossing a bridge near our home, this bridge is particularly high and narrow. Traffic was heavy that day, and we ended up stopping about halfway across. Sitting there, still on the bridge, I felt it slowly swaying from side to side. Intellectually, I know that a bridge must sway, they cannot be stiff, or else they would collapse, but still...
To this day, I don't like heights. I've never been in an airplane, not that I've had a need too. I don't believe I've been higher than the tenth floor in any building. That said, i don't think it's a crippling fear, so long as I don't have to look over the edge, I think I'd be OK.
About Me Lists.
I've noticed on a lot of blogs that I have crossed, many people have "100 things about me" lists. I am considering putting one together here at the Victim. That leads me to ask, is there anything that you would like to know? Should I even bother creating a list that no one is interested in?
Inquiring minds want to now! Or not...
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