http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:xSilentOmenx&section=today deviantART RSS for by:xSilentOmenx en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Sun, 20 Dec 2009 08:33:20 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/19615689/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/19615689/ Sat, 26 Jul 2008 23:44:09 PDT
I just don't feel right anymore. I'm fine personally, but I've lost faith in someone important to me. My brother has been on a very poor track lately. He gave up an addiction to marijuana a while back, but he's noticeably back into the habit. He's been arguing more with the family, he comes home stoned (he's moved back in with the family and I notice on my daily visits). He's gone until late hours of the night, and he hasn't actually "hung out" with me like we agreed from 2 months ago.

What really bothers me, is that we weren't just brothers, we were like best friends. We talked together all the time, we'd hang out. Now I feel anger towards him. His disregard for his own well being, his disrespect to everyone he cares about.

He was the tough kid growing up. Getting into fights at school, back to the wall as punishment, principal's office daily. I was always the one who kept his nose clean, bailing him out and tossing my neck out to spring him free. I worry for him. I think he feels I'm still going to bail him out of trouble these days. He's far off the mark. I think he fails to realize, that there are some forms of trouble only he can bail himself out of. Perhaps, this time, he's in too deep. I plan to confront him on the issue and make him make a choice.

I can't believe I've been keeping this in for over a month. Slowly it's eating away at me. With my mother so sick, my grandmother not doing much better.... then there's my own concerns. Why did those results... forget about it. My concerns are easily minimal to everything else around me. I've always been good at "toughing it out" but I think my strength for this is running thin. I may not want to admit it, but one Christine was right.... Toughing it out may clear the problems on the surface, but it doesn't clean the mess made deep down.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/19526645/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/19526645/ Mon, 21 Jul 2008 21:08:29 PDT
Supposedly agents in Manilla who marked our quality took offense to the term used to describe these phones as it was seen as a racial slur to the phillipine people. WTF? Now, if someone said something to the affect of relating the term to a philipine person.... okay I accept that. But come on. For my last week working there we had to call these phones "clam phones". All the while, we couldn't tell people it was because of the office in manilla. So, if you call a place calling a flip phone a clam phone, tell them to tell manilla to get up off their high horses and learn some english (only because they are checking quality of english agents) and to actually look up what a "flip phone" is. They might be shocked to realize, they have NOTHING to do with the philipines. I'm sorry if this seems rather, angry. I just think everything is going way too far in this racial war.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/18569406/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/18569406/ Thu, 29 May 2008 23:59:29 PDT
I feel sick, depressed, empty, alone and heart broken. My eating habits are terrible and my sleep is almost non existent. Everytime I eat.... well lets not go there. Everytime I go to sleep, I have terrible nightmares.

In my moments of being awake, I swear I hear the sound of my rabbit drinking from his water bottle, even though it is no longer attached to his previous cage which I haven't the heart to part with yet. I swear so many times I see him, though sort of disfigured and sickly looking.

I think it is my mind tearing itself apart. I do believe in spirits to an extent, but I don't believe this is a spiritual encounter. It's more so my wishful thinking and my guilty mind feeling I could have done more for Pepe.

I'm thinking if I can't resolve my feelings by the end of the weekend.... I may seek some professional aid. Perhaps there is more deep psychological damage that I'm unable to detect myself that needs further attention.

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Christine called today, and it wasn't a good call. She was worried because of some circumstance and wanted to make sure I was okay. I was distracted because here I am getting ready to jump in the shower and get ready to go out since I feel I can. I was supposed to hang out with my brother to get out for a bit. My grandma turned to me and said "Why did you tell Christine you and your brother were hanging out? He's working tonight."

My head tilted in confusion. We'd been planning to hang out for a week now, and he doesn't even call me to let me know there was a change. So here I am..... disappointed more than anything. It turns out, my brother was too busy partying it up for his friend's mother's birthday that he couldn't go into work this morning like he was supposed to and took someone else's later shift to avoid being hungover at work. In fact, it was the friend's mother stopping by today to talk to my grandma that told her she was dropping him off at work. My grandma figured I already knew. I didn't.

More than anything, I'm disappointed that my brother would leave me hanging. I'd have been fine with not hanging out, even without substituting another day for it. As of yet, he still has to tell me.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17559526/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17559526/ Fri, 28 Mar 2008 15:20:30 PDT
An unexpected surprise. A bonus pay from my previous workplace arrived. Appparently, it's the vacation pay I didn't claim that they dumped into my account. So.... I'm not so short to make ends meet. I swear, someone is watching me and helping me this week. Strange, but nice. I start working monday full time 4-midnight. It was originally 8-midnight but they extended it to make it a better full time.

My mom isn't doing so good though. Her health is bad and her debts are adding up. She might have to give up on a lot of things to make ends meet. I wish I could be of more help to her, but she turns it down. Pride.... a funny thing sometimes.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17510716/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17510716/ Tue, 25 Mar 2008 14:26:09 PDT
I'm going to try and sleep it off. I have to be better by march 31st, or I'm a goner. That's when I start working for my new job. *crosses fingers* lets hope there is fair justice in this world.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17411246/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17411246/ Wed, 19 Mar 2008 13:59:40 PDT
I've been given a chance to be happy only for it to slip away for a bit of time. It's unfortunate but at least I'm being given a chance to make for a better future in this absence. If you haven't guessed... Christine heads back home tomorrow and it's a little disappointing. We didn't have a lot of time to do some of the things we wish we could have. It's good though because neither of us have the money to do much anyway. Her next trip down here will be more fun and pleasant. I'm hopefully getting a good job that pays $15/hour to start. It's in telemarketing, so that will be a drag but I'll live with it. Luckily, it's an inbound calling center. Mostly people calling for information on sales packages and what not. So... I won't be a public nuissance. lol.

I day to reflect and enjoy the last. However, a relationship isn't alway parted by distance. I still plan to remain in contact and work hard for a future encounter.

Good luck Christine and I'm going to work hard to bring you back, promise ^_^

Don

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17312695/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17312695/ Thu, 13 Mar 2008 08:07:43 PDT
Christine is still sick, and I think I'm feeling it too. blah. It's nothing too major though. I'm prepared to fight it out. Christine is starting to become noticeably better as time goes by. Her coughing (though still there) isn't as harsh as other times, and it's happening a lot less. She seems to be able to rest now. Which is good, she should be resting to feel better. It's disappointing though. I cooked pancakes and made her tea, and she's out cold. I might decide to chow down if she doesn't wish to eat them (blueberry pancakes... yum!). Lol, I'm teasing of course.

So job searching is for sure today. I figure if I can find a good enough job by next week, I'll pull through without a hitch. It shouldn't be too bad though. A lot of places are hiring right now, what with spring around the corner and all.

I'm excited about plans for the future with Christine, but I'm concerned at the same time. I mean, yes I'd love for her to live here in st. catharines, but I want her to be here because it's what she really wants. She assures me that she really wants to, but I get the feeling that sometimes, my enthusiasm for the idea triggers it.

Well, the future holds so much and so long as I stand and breathe, something will turn out well. I know it will.

Don

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17274404/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17274404/ Mon, 10 Mar 2008 16:18:58 PDT
I recalled in a flash, hearing her beautiful voice with excitement as she got to talk to me while she was traveling here. That voice resounding in my mind, as the excitement was contagious, I felt it too. I knew there was something special but I never thought that I would get so attached, so quickly. Seeing her was even more amazing. Though she won't openly allow me to be sincere about it (why can't women accept that men find them attractive??), I was amazed at how beautiful she looked. I knew of how kind and compassionate she was through talking to her, I got to hear a voice over the phone and I even got to see her in the flesh.

It took a little while (like a couple of days if you call that a while) before we really just... felt connected. We started reading ahead of each other, being able to know how the other would react. We spent simple time together that made us feel we were a couple. Dare I say it, I fell in an instant. I've never believed in love at first sight, and I do stand by that. It took a bit (very little mind you) to evaluate how we connected, but it's the closest story I could think to match at first sight.

We both took a trip to the walk-in-clinic today. She's been really sick and I've been looking after her as best I can. Turns out, it's a viral infection and she needed antibiotics. As for me, I nearly destroyed my left leg with a shovel (man, what a stupid injury). Now, we are literally bed ridden together. Not that there is a complaint, but it comes to a point we look at each other and argue about who is getting up to get what the other needs (both wanting to get up to help the other). Best yet, I can't remember feeling down while she's been here. I'm losing my job, but I don't care. I'm actually hopeful for a new beginning. A new beginning for a new life I can share, with the one I idealistically love. I stand by my feelings, and hope that she will in time, see herself through my eyes and feel the same way about herself that I feel about her.

All of this reflection, in but a moment. After that? The ideals for a future. Just maybe, this is what I've been looking for all my life. For once, I'm in bliss. I've never felt this great in my life. I'm on top of the world.

Don

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17256415/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17256415/ Sun, 09 Mar 2008 13:21:36 PDT
All of that turned out for not. Turns out that I made a successful first impression (heh), naturally Christine made it here in one piece (although, much of her sanity is currently absent from stupid french old hags lmao). My family even loves her company and there doesn't seem to be any complications.

It was a great surprise last night when Christine decided to make me supper to thank me for letting her stay here, and springing for her ride here (much to her lack of sanity afterwards). It was a very good meal, something I haven't had in a long time. It was also the first time I had someone other than family cook for me. I have to say, I think for the first time in a while, I lost myself.

Later that night, Christine found a rather.... bitterness towards a friend we share in common. We both felt... left in the dark and felt he could have contributed a bit more to her being here. So far, I've been housing her, feeding her, nursing her to health (she's not feeling so good) and finding ways to transport her even though I don't currently drive (damn having to wait till may for my G2 and a car).

I found myself, in a different atmosphere than what I'm used to. I felt a sense of comfort, a sense of trust and a sense of "Being a married couple" as Christine poked a little fun at while we went shopping lol.

Honestly, truth is, you really do get to see someone for who they are when you live with them. What no one told you, it's not always bad. In fact, sometimes, you can attach yourselves to one another. And I think, just maybe, Christine and I are doing just that. And it feels great.

Yeah, I know I said no more journal updates. Truth is, though this WAS my idea, I didn't do this for me. Felt I'd keep a log of my end, should Christine want to read back and see this visit through my eyes.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17165288/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17165288/ Mon, 03 Mar 2008 13:50:19 PST
For those who are interested in keeping in touch, dark_poet_in_the_shadows@hotmail.com

That's both my e-mail and my msn. I don't use aim or yahoo, so no such luck getting me there. If you don't have msn, then suffice with e-mail. See everyone on the flip side!

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17131299/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17131299/ Sat, 01 Mar 2008 10:13:18 PST
I'm sitting here currently listening to random songs.... most of them making me look back and feel worse, but it seems to help a bit. Music has a strange way of opening the hearts of people.

I have a few good friends that I feel I can count on, and that means more than they know to me. I could sit here thanking them for everthing, but what is it to show? It is hard to sum into words that much gratitude.

Again, I still feel like crap, but I've decided the only way to heal is to move forward, without looking back. So, for a few days I'm going to be listening to music to do all the looking back I need, so I can put it behind me quickly. I just need to make sure it stays there.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17120030/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17120030/ Fri, 29 Feb 2008 15:58:49 PST
I've lost so much faith in people over the years, and I think i've almost finalized my trust in general. I've spent too much time finding people to trust only to be betrayed and lied to.

If no one has guessed, yeah, i've had a bad day. In fact, my week has been hell. But that's just me, I seem to go through pure hell in one lump rather than the occassional rough day.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17085330/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17085330/ Wed, 27 Feb 2008 07:45:00 PST )

Yes, my bunny is in rough shape, but the vet got right to the bottom of it and gave me medicine that will clear him up. The bad news, the medicine is permanent and will be needed the rest of his life (and considering he can live 10 years, that will be some time). It's cheap enough though, so more good news. And yet MORE good news, the vet made it really cheap so I'm not even out a lot of money! They only charged me for a partial "progress check-up" since he had a similar condition in the past (their excuse to allow the discount) and the medicine of course. So rather than paying $200, I only came out paying half of that. And my mom was there in case I couldn't afford it, was even better a feeling. I literally hugged the vet when they told me.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17076792/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17076792/ Tue, 26 Feb 2008 16:31:22 PST
So, a vet will be seen very early tomorrow when they open, though they gave me detailed instructions I have to follow to keep him in moderate health until then. Another night spent with little sleep. This is starting to bother me... but only by circumstance not by the involved parties.

I might have to consider finding my little guy a new home.... because it's obvious my grandma has little concern about the environment he needs...

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17035287/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17035287/ Sun, 24 Feb 2008 02:49:00 PST
Let me disect this point to prove why people are full of shit and are babies when they cry about "marysues". EVERY CHARACTER IN EXISTENCE IN ANY STORY OR PICTURE BASED SAGA IS A MARYSUE! Where did we take a character who faces impossible odds and conquers them is unacceptable? Every character meets with another at some point do they not? Every creation has a piece of it's creator within it. What I'm not to understand is why so many people are attacking a concept that has been around in literature days. What is the point in a defeated protagonist to a story. In our exploration of physical limitations, we have begun to stifle and silence the creativity of human nature.

I can understand that you dislike how a character can do certain things, or is based in "fanart" frequently, but who said YOU had to care? You don't like it, don't pay it any mind. In fact, don't read too many stories either because your opinion will wander... oh and maybe you should cut out most of your tv agenda.... In fact don't bother stepping outside of your room. Stay glued to your computer like you have been for the past eight months, living and breathing the internetz because someone made someone YOU THINK is better than something you could have created.

So seriously, why the hell marysue???

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17002992/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/17002992/ Fri, 22 Feb 2008 03:02:07 PST
I'd be so tempted to ban the person who said that if I were an admin and claim "oops I thought it said "me" not "em". lol. Pageviews may be fun for some people, and a huge deal for others. Myself... I'm sitting only at over 1000 and I couldn't care any less. It is no milestone, it is no accomplishment other than X amount of people saw my profile (and how many times was it myself?). If people want to parade like their art is "serious business" then I just give them no attention, which should deflate their pageview correspondence by... 0.2%... because everyone else is likely to be retarded and go look at them anyway.... and if their ego is that big they'll be on their own page a lot too.

So, "srsly" give it a rest people! I'm seriously sick going to X amount of pages and reading it...

On a different note, I'm well, how is everyone else?

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16972390/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16972390/ Wed, 20 Feb 2008 05:40:41 PST
I've also decided that I'm putting up with too much crap from a lot of people, and I can't really emotionally handle it. I'm all for helping people and being kind... but I think I need a break to have some "me" time. If I don't, I feel I run the risk of being severly unhappy.

So, I've decided that I'm going to take a break from things. That includes work. I'm going to ask my boss if I can start working about 24 hours a week (part time work) so I can start getting a life outside of work. I want to start going back to school so I can pick up my PSW certificate (personal support worker).

I have a plan to better my life and I'm going to act on it. Hell, me requesting less hours isn't too bad... considering they have a bunch of other people jumping for the chance to get more hours. Although, I think I may just quit altogether. I want a better chance in life anyway....

An interesting question asked to me. Why do I put "..." in the middle of so many sentences. It shows my hesitance to combine the sentence (or my breaking the sentence in thought). As an intellectual, I tend to think certain things out, and I have a poor habit of showing it in my typing. Is it stupid, sure. Is it needed, not at all. Are you going to stop, hellz no!

See ya.... love ya.... bye!

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16955543/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16955543/ Tue, 19 Feb 2008 01:54:06 PST ). Private businesses were given permission to NOT consider it a stat pay holiday... but I don't care about not getting extra money since NOW we know to actually schedule more people to work since every government run stuff (and some private businesses) consider it a stat holiday. Yeah, we got screwed over but now we know.

Seriously though I had to laugh. I was surprised to see the mail arrive today... and the mailperson was unhappy as all heck (dang nab it.... can't even say "hell" or "damn it" lol) because APPARENTLY it's only a provincial holiday, not a federal holiday. So, since the mail is a FEDERAL service, they get jack (not even stat pay). I feel for them, but I can't help but laugh.

Anyway... see you all around.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16893009/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16893009/ Fri, 15 Feb 2008 03:10:51 PST
She hatched up a brilliant scheme and I'm surprised (there was ever so much deceit, oh yes). You see, she pulled both of us into the office, and gave us BOTH crap (forwarning me before hand she would do it so that the other employee would not get the idea I spoke to her before hand) and told us both we had to show more respect. However, she did bring up that I haven't been a problem and that this is a "first warning" but reminded the other employee that there are several marks on her record. After work, the manager and I shared in a really good laugh.

Point being, justice was served and the other employee THINKS they got justice too.

On a different subject... wtf is with this "family day" nonsense??? Okay, I can see some people thinking that "family" is something to celebrate, but come on. Another holiday on top of all the useless ones we already have? Just an excuse to get another stat pay day.

Did anyone stop to consider how those kids who abhore their family for the following reasons:

1. Substance abuse
2. Neglect
3. Disassociation (sp?)
4. Violence
5. Any other legitimate reason I may have omitted

Also, I think we just made dozens of orphans cry this year. WHOOPS! Tells you where our "well spent" tax dollars are going.... Way to go McGuinty (sp?)! We just wasted a buttload of money just to invent a day to have a stat pay in.... and in the SLOW COLD SEASON WHERE SALES ARE DOWN AND BUSINESS IS STRUGGLING AS IS! (sorry for caps, it ticks me off). I could be wrong, but I'm HEARING it's a stat pay holiday. I thought drugs were illegal... because they HAVE to be smoking some messed up crap to come up with this stuff.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16873251/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16873251/ Thu, 14 Feb 2008 00:28:06 PST
I just wish at this point... I had someone special to just... rest my head against and forget everything that is going on (you know who you are )

Anyway.. at least Valentine's Day isn't being spent without someone special this year (first time in four years). To that person (I'm not revealing anything lol) a very special Valentine's Day, and I'm working on a Valentine's Day gift right now for you... hope you don't mind cheesy poems

To all of those who do not have someone special to spend the day with (and hey, I feel for you guys and though I'm not alone this time.... I still think it's a stupid holiday). Happy Single's Awareness Day, and Happy Valentine's Day for all the couples out there.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16531463/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16531463/ Wed, 23 Jan 2008 04:08:12 PST
Many boys today are actually playing with the female characters in games. Why is this a big deal? A lot of the games give you the choice(so the boy is available too). In pokemon, I took a survey and more people are actually using the Dawn character (even guys) because of it's originality and change in concept design. I have to agree (use Dawn myself heh) since the male persona doesn't seem to go through any drastic changes (still holds a close resemblance of ash).

But even outside of that, smash brothers is another change. With the additions of Peach, Zelda and Samus... it's hard to avoid playing them. Even Harvest Moon... they have created girl and boy versions respectively... and because of some features unique to each.. many people play the two of them.

How is this different from years ago? One of the few female characters we knew back then was samus in metroid. Even that left speculation because "there is no way samus is a girl" because the suit did not display any female characteristics (no "bewbs" if you will). Other games that took a leap and really got people into playing as the girl characters (though I believe for the wrong reasons) were Tomb Raider and Perfect Dark. Of course, both were under the pretense of "she's totally hawt". Now.. rather than wanting to see hot chicks for the ONLY reason to play as a female character, society today is appreciating the unique styles and becoming more open to unboardered play.

I don't think nintendo or any other gaming company intended this result. I personally believe they were opening the gaming channel to include female gamers (yes they do exist boys). Now, because of this... we seem to have a more diverse gaming community.

I know a random thought.... I just thought I had a need to express it.

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16499067/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16499067/ Mon, 21 Jan 2008 02:45:00 PST
Informative debut!

Yes this entry is to inform anyone who is interested in my literary works, I will submit odd teasers here and there (or maybe the whole thing chapter by chapter). For now, here is the rough idea of the story.

A young man lives locked within a 17th century style home in the modern age. Chained to a wall he has no history other than this basement. He was abandoned by his mother as an infant and found by his current captors. He was fed and nourished according to daily needs, but was not given anything beyond that. One day, this man would meet someone who would be key in his destiny. A demon spirit reborn in smoke that would be called El Grek would visit him every night, teaching him dark magics to prepare him for his freedom.

Finally, when he is ready, the man binds his captors within shadow and locks them into a deep nightmare, as they are gradually tore apart be shadow and left for dead. Upon his freedom, the man knew he had nothing to fear. Born a social ghost, unknown to the world.. he was free. But... this freedom had a price.

El Grek turned to the man, donating a name, Omen. In return of the knowledge El Grek had given Omen, Omen would have to seek out the shrine of the Oracle and begin to learn all the things he had missed out on. Because of his caged life, Omen has little to go on, little knowledge at all and an antisocial barrier where his lack of trust is significantly tremendous. This is the first steps Omen takes in his fear of ignorance, and his first steps to better understanding.

As he travels the world in search of the Oracle's Shrine, Omen meets up with some interesting people who his first reaction is to shove aside and ignore. These people include a woman named Yula Mandrell who is a professional thief, a young child that Omen names Reign who was abandoned much the same way Omen was, and a black rabbit who silently stalks the adventurers. Eventually, even more characters are met, and even El Grek decides to tag along.

As they adventure, details take them as far as Asia and as close to the return to the basement which caged Omen for so many years. Will Omen find the Oracle's Shrine, earn his freedom and gain everlasting knowledge? Well, look forward to the release to find out more.


Well that was exciting. Depending on the story's success I may turn this into a series (hence the split in title). The series is Forbidden Omens, and this "tale" is To Hunt an Oracle. If this story bombs (does poorly) then I might kill the storylines and leave Omen up to Ano to illustrate in EoD.

Also, if anyone wants to submit character ideas (or as you call them.. OC's) it is a great step and very helpful. This story is already developed so they won't make appearances here, but future stories could (if you wish them to be)! Also, since FO and EoD seem to be sharing a connection, Ano might find some interest too .

]]> ~xSilentOmenx http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16440534/ http://xSilentOmenx.deviantart.com/journal/16440534/ Thu, 17 Jan 2008 01:23:44 PST
It's a long walk home from work at 3am (bad vibe already?). As I'm walking, I notice this woman and she's screaming for help. I thought it was a gimmick until..... this guy starts pulling her away. I ran over to see what was going on (BIG MISTAKE! I feel like a soft hearted DUMBASS). The guy ran away. I walked with the girl over to a payphone and gave her a quarter. As she picked up the phone, tires screeched. The guy nearly ran the both of us down with his jeep! If I didn't grab her and jump us both out of the way, we'd be dead... no question... The guy went to open the door. I assured him I did not know who she was, did not want to fight him (pointing out my inferior body build to support that) and that I only wanted to make sure she was alright. Luckily... he respected that and even apologized for nearly killing me (even assholes have a heart I guess....)

Anyway, she ran away and he chased after her (he never got out of the vehicle since she didn't give him the chance) with his jeep. I called the police, told my story... got a ride home (i was damned if I was going to walk home after he SAW me on the phone from a distance). The police promised not to contact me and get me involved (since they caught both the girl and the guy and my story was validated which I found out during the ride home) and I told them I do not want any of this coming back on me.

So yeah... just really grateful to be alive today. I bumbed my elbow at work and I think I buggared it up more jumping away from the vehicle. Now... to explain why I'm wearing a tensor bandage around my elbow at work.... *le sigh*

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I'm looking at all the great pieces here and I just... I'm awe struck. I used to have great skill when I was younger *sigh* art class was wonderful. But.... alas... I grew distasteful for my reasons. I was out to impress someone (my 'stepfather' and make him notice something I was good at. My art wasn't for me... it was for him. I'll see what I can do. Maybe invest in a tablet and try more modern style... couldn't hurt.

My heart will always be in poetry, but I'm finding an old passion. Who knows, maybe I can regain some skill to even do some comissions lol. Yes... the hand art i've put up is terrible... for two reasons. My passion wasn't in it as it was only really a rough sketch to give ano.... and it's been a while. I'm going to ink a drawing I did (though it's on lined paper) and submit it as a scrap, see if it is up to standard lol.

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You end up being unable to move past it, and you get mesmerized with it... perhaps too much so. You dwell on it and it tends to consume you. That's why it's important to give time to mend. Soft words spoken for a friend who I am giving time to mend as I type this.

We justify some actions of malice by tough love. Is it always true? Maybe this is a guilty mind speaking, but can we justify making someone feel bad in order to validate a point or protect the person? It's really hard to say. I mean, you slap a child's hand away from a burning stove element, but the kid never burns their hand on it and learns not to do it again right? I suppose it depends on the person's ability to comprehend or learn. I suppose one can justify it by not being able to breakthrough any other way... but still. As children we are always told that you get what you give. Does it mean we are to give what we get?

There are so many flexes in life that we can't pinpoint a true definite answer. perhaps this is why so many politics are scorned. Too many hard life decisions that don't have a definite answer. The only difference is, politics works with our nations money... and people get more tense over dollar signs.

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