I really have nothing to type that is extravagant or deep. But I have this buddy of mine that is crazy in fact he is insane. Not clinically but just insane. I like him a lot. He works with me at my place of business and he always greets me with a hello or he jumps on me. :-p I want to make up a story about him so here it is.
Once upon a time there was a man by the name of Feve. He lived in a magical land called Teatro del lechón alma. This is no ordinary land, it does not have human beings in it no, everything that lives there is an object that is used by humans. Feve love and hates it there, you see he is the land's only broom. As you could guess being the only broom has it's perks and it's down falls. He love it cause the objects of Teatro del lechón alma gave Feve attention but the attention was not good. They walked all over Feve with little appreciation for the sweeping he did everyday. An ordinary day for Feve included sweeping the walkways of the land, cleaning everything that the objects drop like food or other object, sifting through the piles and piles where the objects "dump" what they have been holding. So, Feve didn't really like working for the objects of Teatro del lechón alma especially when they treated him like dirt. One day Feve decided not to clean and take a much needed rest. When Feve approached the mayor of the land, the lands Specula, to tell him of the decision he made the Specula was furious.
"Why would you even dare to ask the Glorious Specula to have a day off." Specula yelled "You will never ever have a day off from now on you are never to leave the perimeter of the land again. You will be forever guarded by my faithful servants Sideways Baseball cap and Bicycle."
Feve left the palace in chains followed by Baseball cap and Bicycle, whose names he found out were Javid and Damie. Feve was determined to be free of this torturous place once and for all, so he decided to make up a plan to get rid of Javid and Damie.
While doing his daily sweeping Feve discovered that the Baseball cap and Bicycle do not like the Specula and find what he is doing wrong and unjust. So, Javid and Damie decide to help Feve out by faking a kidnapping. To make this happen they enlisted their friends the Milking stool, Kecki and the Lip Stick, Batelyn.
"The plan is simple" Said Javid the Baseball cap under the seclusion of a popcorn poppers kettle drum. "We will create a diversion by picking up the Bieber Record, Denkall, and making him sing his heart out. The Specula will hate his music so much he will be looking out of his palace to the south and that is when we move out the north."
"How in the world are we going to make the Bieber Record sing, everyone knows that the only way to make him sing is to get him turned on." Said Damie the Bicycle.
"We can handle it" Kecki and Batelyn say with a giggle
The day came for the majestic escape from Teatro del lechón alma and everyone was ready the girls lured the Denkall the Bieber record to the south with promises of loving and Damie, Javid, and Feve were ready in the north. The Lip Stick and Milking Stool got in position to but a sex inspiring dance for the Denkall, literally. Now Something about Denkall the Bieber Record is he can not sing unless he is truly aroused by something but he can not hear his own music. He believes he is always making music.
The ladies start their dance of sexual power and magnetism and nothing is happening. The Milking Stool flips over and puts all 3 legs up in the air spread wide and still nothing is happening. The Lip Stick is slowing moving up and down and up and down and the Bieber Record still was not singing.
"What is your problem? Are we not hot enough for you?" Asked the Lip Stick, Batelyn
"Yeah, are you gay or something?" Accused the Milking Stool, Kecki
"What?!?! NO!!! I am not gay!! Can't you hear my beautiful music I am singing!!!! You all are just deaf!!!" Replied Bieber Record, Demakall.
Just than the most attractive man in Teatro del lechón alma passed by, The Golf Trophy. He walked right between the girls and the Bieber Record and then this sound started ringing through the town. It was the clearest loudest sound anyone has ever heard. Once the initial shock wore off the Milking Stool and Lip Stick look in from of them and the Bieber Record is staring at the Golf Trophy with mouth open singing!
"OMG! He is gay!!!!" The Milking Stool and Lip Stick squealed with excitement.
They grab ahold of the Golf Trophy and start dancing with him to stir up the record even more. While the music is playing the Specula appears yelling as loud as he can to stop the noise. When he gets down to where the girls and Trophy and Record are he stops dead in is tracks turned on the the Milking stool and Lip Stick. The girls notice and keep dance for the sake of the plan.
Meanwhile the plan is working perfectly and the guys are already out of the city limits with Feve and un hooking his chains.
"You are free go!" Said the Baseball Cap
"Come with me" Feve asked
"We can't we need to go back and save Kecki and Batelyn" Replied Damie
"But go! Be happy with you life!!!" Javid Yelled as he and the bicycle ran back in to the city.
There Feve stood a new broom in a new land with a new life. Life was good for Feve. He is ready for the new adventures this world can make for him!
I had this blog and was trying to find a way to write. I wrote an entry and it all made sense. These are the letters of my life.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Rasberry Banana.....10
So, I have been thinking about the act of change. What happens to a person when they decide to stop taking the abuse that constantly is around them? What happens to a person when they realize they are stronger than they are? When people wake up and look in the mirror and start loving themselves for themselves and not for who they are with or what they have. When someone stops blaming themselves for the past they have had and realize that blame is useless, a waste of energy. When someone finally accepts who they are and that people can and do love them, truly deeply passionately love them, the power in that acceptance is so powerful. When we stop finding it creepy to be treated like a prince or special and we start saying that I am special and I can be loved. We as human being would become more of a loving race instead of making lies and excuses up for the love we feel and the love we share. But here is a question to ponder, where is the line? Where is the line of I am scared and I don't want this to happen, love from or toward someone. I think it is a fine line because your fear is a very fox like creature. It will constantly play games with you and make you believe things so your heart doesn't get hurt. Think about it though if human's became truly honest, honest in the fact we just stop filling our lives with excuses and masks to hide and say what we truly feel. The other day I had a conversation with a friend of mine. He is dealing with some pretty heavy stuff and kept crying on nights he would get drunk and feel better the next day. This happened probably 4 or 5 times till I got a text saying something about guarding your heart. This word "guarding" gets thrown around more often than love into todays society. It is a word to cover up, to run and hide, to play dead to your emotions. I don't know another word to use but guarding your heart so you close it off to certain things and you don't let others in is just another way to run from yourself. So anyways I got this text about guarding and he wanted to talk about things. We talk for probably hour and a half and the issues we discussed had nothing to do with what he was dealing with it was what he was hiding from. The root of the issue and not just covering it up with people and relationships but the reason for the pain in you. The raw venerable naked truth that you say than you feel so alone and relieved at the same time. This truth which is inside of us all is what needs to be reviled. Your life with be able to live and breath with you with the burden of this pain you keep hidden.
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