I am called home.

I am called home.
I fall in the snow storm only to look up at good and Evil staring back.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

haunted steps

You open your eyes only to awaken upon the ground. Your surroundings are unfamiliar to you and have no Idea how you got here. Fog appears around you and your body starts to shake. The feeling of something lurking in the fog catches your eye but only for a moment and it disappears. You try to run but to where, which direction do you head and is it safe? Something comes from behind you. You take off running not caring where and come upon an old broken down home with a tree beside it. The limbs of the tree are covered in ropes with skulls trapped in the nooses without a body. The wind blows causing the skulls to  hit the trunk of the tree. Boom behind you the sound of a howl causes you to scream in panic the shade in the fog is coming for you. As you try to move your body that is struck in a petrified state the skulls start to whisper you are going to die, you are going to die. Eyes of black peer through the white fog. You yell at your self to run and your body finally moves. In to the house you go falling over chairs and a newspaper rack. You turn and run for the door and slam it shut to lock it. But the shade slams into the door almost breaking in but you do not stop you jump back up from being knocked down and lean back against the door. Its claws tear through the door and your eyes widen as you see the smoke coming off the claws and see your refection in them. But then the shade stops, now only silences you hear. You take the time and use the furniture to reinforce the door. The home creeks and cracks as it settles, you go to find a restroom and wash your face to try and wake up from this nightmare. But to no victory you are still there and now scared more than ever.  As you turn and walk away. In the mirror a face appears of a little girl she screams and you turn to see it and the mirror shatters. You fall to the ground and crawl backwards to the wall. holding your ears from the scream. As you try to say it was all in your head. Another scream is heard and a women falls from the second floor and strikes the first in front of you. She does not move, you think is she dead? You reach out and try to see if she is breathing but no pulse. You get up and walk away quickly to find a way out of this home. The women that lays dead you left behind starts to move but only her hair. It lashes out to the walls and drags the rest of the body. As it reaches the walls it twists the head around and so it faces backwards. The mouth stretches down to the chest and her eyes have red blood spikes sticking out forward. As you walk down the hallway you feel eyes on you again and turn to see the women swing left and right as she's coming towards you. She does not scream but something much worst come's form her mouth. A sound of bones breaking and souls whispering for help. you run down the hall and take a left to end up at the front door again so you head up stairs and in to a room and lock the door. You push the bed against the door and the night stand. You hear nothing and you think she was right behind me? BOOM, BOOM, BOOM you hear at the door as she try's to force her way in. On the outside of the door the women hangs from the sealing and keeps swing the body forward against the door. The body gets bloodier and bloodier. Until it drops to the floor and slithers down the hallway and vanishes. You are so scared that your heart hurts and you fall forward and pass out for a while. Later as you awake you see that the room you are in is not the same as before. There is paintings now and they are of random people. You stand and walk slowly as the painting stare at you but then you hear a creepy sound and look up to see a rocking chair moving it was empty but before you could move it falls and shatters, you jump and look the people  in the paintings are gone but where did they go? The windows start to open and close quickly and you run but the walls reach out at you with hands, feet and faces. It was the people in the paintings wanting your flesh. You run at the door and open it but it shuts again. You try again and the same thing. You feel the hands and teeth of the dead getting closer and closer. Until the door opens and you fall in to the basement. You turn and look up the door slams shut. Now alone in the darkness you feel your fear got the best of you, your heart tightens and it is hard to breath but you feel around. To find a pack of matches, you light one and immediately grab your mouth for all around you is dryed up dead people and white eyes that can't see anything but there hearing is good. But there backs are turned to you. You try to crawl but your hand touches a nail sticking out of a broken piece of wood from falling down the stairs. You cut your self but try not to scream, You dropped your match so you try to light another one. As it fires up a face is staring at you, it is so close to you that it can smell you bleeding. and lets out a shriek that warns the others.                             

                                                                                          Happy Halloween Everyone
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Friday, October 25, 2013

Books and Arts

The sound of a buzzing comes from a security camera that over looks a part of a city.  The emptiness of  no one around and the wind blowing through the building makes them sing. In the heart of this city there is a large museum that houses wonders of beauty the arts. Drawings and paintings line the walls of this museum. But as we go on with this story an old man between the ages of 70-90 walks in through the front doors and continues up to the second floor and stops on the fourth left and sits on a bench near a painting on the right wall. His name is Crawley and he lives in this ruin city. He takes a deep breath and releases it. The cameras zoom in on him as he just sits there trying to look at this painting. This one painting only, now you might be asking why only this painting why is this one so special that he travels 50 miles a day to see just this one. The painting was of a  view through the woods and seeing a women standing out in the fields of flowers with arms out to each side with her back to you. Well the painting was special but not because of its beauty no. Crawley speaks to you now. Crawley: Nice to have company, my name is Crawley and the reason that I am here is the painting is telling me a story. The person that painted this wonder of life was my wife who has been gone for sometime now 29 years to be correct. I am old but I live because the world saw me as no threat but others fought nature and she struck back with hate in her heart for the way humans destroyed her green world. Out side there is statues of people trapped in stone forever more. Mother nature took back the world as you can  imagine. The buildings and streets are covered in green plus trees are everywhere. My wife died not from the virus that turned  everyone but from cancer in the brain But that was long before mother nature struck. There was no way to save her but before she died She painted this as a gift to me and told me there is a story for me to see before I die. The story is that she is waiting for me to come home to her and to live happily, but there is another story to tell to all out there who read this. This is my words to you all. stories are not just characters and places. No, when you put a pencil to a blank piece of paper You are not just creating a story, you are creating a world that lives on as we live and breath. Even when we are gone that story remembers you and all that read it. The same  goes for drawing you are creating someone and even creatures too. You might not think so but that being will be maybe become a brother if you are an only child or a lover if you are alone in the world you live in. He or she could be you in the next life or breath you take in. When you draw a being of your creation take responsibility and give them a world and a purpose to live for. Don't let them  suffer in the emptiness of the void. They are your family now love them and dream of them to spending time with them. They will give you strength to over come trials and hardship they will be there for you. well my time runs short so be good and look out for those that need you and a life with a purpose. The room gets dark and mother nature appears and steps towards the old man and covers his eyes. He breathes in one last time and when she removes her hand which is a branch with leaves on it. Crawley sees his wife again standing in the field of flowers waiting for him. He finally dies in the real world to be with his love of his world. Mother nature turns to see the stranger standing there. He kneels in her honor as she puts her hand on his head. She thanks him for seeing the old mans yearning wish to be with his wife.    

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Timelands

A door fly's through the air and smashes to the ground and shatters into pieces. All around where you stand is ruins of castles, houses and items lost to time in this land called the Timelands collide against one another. In this dimension you can find any thing but be careful not to got lost. Now the ruler of this realm is a young girl the age of thirteen years old. Watches over it with a good heart but she has no subjects, no people to watch over to keep the peace between kingdoms because there is none. She only waits to see her brother that she looked after for years. Time passes like words in the wind for her brother is the stranger that is not lost yet. He fights on but with the coming of the cycle his daughter is next to take the road of the guardians of protecting the stars and worlds. Long ago the stranger made a choice that condemned his brothers and sisters to a save the flow of life but the one in the Timelands he forgave for he loved her more than a sister but with the line of his family they were not his real family for each of them were born by different mothers and fathers. Out of all of them she was the one to take care of him when he lost his memories of the past. The secret I must tell you is she is 2300 years old but stayed in the form of a kid. As for the stranger he is only 905 years old and is in the body of a 23 year old men. Still working to fix his choice he made long ago. He was forgiven but he still thinks it is not enough for atonement. Each night he screams in his sleep reliving the nightmare of killing for the wrong reasons. But with the help his wife and his master he is working to be a good protector now for his sister and worlds. Back in the Timelands he visit once but that was to save his sister from her death. Before she was the ruler of the Timelands she was a protector of a human world but they were rule by greed and power she try to stop them from war and got caught in the middle. Which cost her the highest price her life and heart. Her brother the stranger was enrage and when to the world of humans and was going to wipe them from existence but she cry for him to stop and he listen to her plea to spare them for they would learn in time of there crimes. The stranger picked her up and disappear. He end up taking her to the Timelands to never lost her but he is still searches for a way to get her house to be no longer alone. Her only wish that she wanted more than any thing else in the universe was a kiss from her brother. Every night the stranger shares a tear for her and she shares one for him longing for him to save her from the lost lands of the forgotten. Her name my friends is Lilith. As for her brother his name I will not release yet. :)      

Friday, October 18, 2013

The locked room (remake)

The clock strikes 12 and I sit staring at the door waiting for the time to make a move. But the door is not real so am I not real or is it the clocks ticking, ticking that drives me still. I stand I turn, the room is empty. Still I am pacing back and forth. Am I losing my self for I am lost still within this locked room still. I am mad for I am not real. A mirror appears and eyes are on me now. What do you want from me? Are you real or am I real? With eyes on me still they reach out. Who are you I yell what do you want from me? Still it holds out a hand is it evil or good no answer still. I yell I am not real where is this place?  I give in and reach for the hand but now the hand with draws from my reach. I jump and garb on to it as I enter the cold mirror that disappears now. My eyes are closed now but I open them to behold a being of warmth and hope holding tight with arms around me. With words of I am real and you are real for you are meant to be here and beloved. The madness is ended now for you are real and meant to have a life still so hold tight. Look to the stars and yell I am free now and it will remain that way still now and forever.


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Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Secrets

A library of infinite knowledge stands with the stranger sitting in the center of it all. But our story is being tell by his daughter. She sees he is troubled by something and he is not letting anyone in to talk about it. But she always knew that he goes through a lot of pain and secrets of people he meets or words they wanted him to keep locked away. But we all have secrets some stronger than others. Secrets come in many forms, some could determine the fate of lives like destroy them or save them. The people hold these secrets to keep them safe or others safe because the world outside can be cruel to everyone so they protect them selves by standing hided or lying to others. The stranger starts to cry and a storm forms outside and begins to rain. His daughter so badly wants to run in and hold him close. To help him with his burden of destiny. He knows that she is there watching him suffering with his own secret. The secret of he will have to leave soon and she is his heir to his destiny but he is proud of her and knows everyone is in good hands. The room begins to darken and Death walks in and sits on his desk. She smiles and says it is time to pay the piper. He stands and says in a strong voice that even with all the secrets of people and worlds. We must be strong and stand by our friends and family for when the time comes to open up to the light and take that first step out of the darkness to show we are there for them always. Death shakes her head and says but every world is not the same it is like a two sided coin. There is going to be people that do not support them or there role to play. Some maybe have good intensions and others bad ones. So like they say picking your poison is like picking your crow. You don't know who you can trust in the world. But they are all not mind reads. The stranger says please just a little more time to spend with my family before I have to journey to the mist of the souls of the lost. Death stands and walks over to him and holds him tight. She softly whispers in his ear that his soul is worth more than any ones or any world. So tell her the secret you keep from her Because there will come a day that you can no longer protect her from the guardian blood line. Death kisses him and disappears into smoke. The doors to the library come open and his daughter rushes in and holds him. She says father are you alright? He looks at her and kisses her head and says have a sit my love for I have a secret to tell you about me and you. As he looks at her his heart sinks because it is like looking into a mirror. He sees that she has grown up and is ready to take his role in life. In the back of his mind he has try to keep her from fate when it is time to let go and fade from the path in front of him.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

The Universe

Far off on some distance world a small comet comes down and strikes between the forest an beach. A crater is made but does not do much damage to the surroundings. Within the crater a hand comes out but only a hand. As it moves towards the beach the cells on the hand begin to reform a arm than a shoulder and pretty soon a whole body rises up and walks off. It was the stranger just on his way traveling and decide to stop and rest awhile here. He touches his chest and reforms his clothes as he stares out at the stars of the universe knowing that there is others like him doing the same thing. As he stares out he knows the universe is staring back at him and all for we all are just a small speck in the wheel of flowing water of life in the universe. He sees a women on her rooftop in Paris staring out at the stars thinking some are planets and some are balls of energy flying by continuing its travels. Than the stranger turns his sight to another world where a alien is doing the same thing. He wonders to his self what type of life are we? What is our role to play to be known for whatever reason?  The women on earth wonders what life lies outside the world she lives in. Will things change or remain the same for her or for all? The stranger stares deeper into the universe seeing it as a map of stars guiding you to your destiny. For with every star out there is a soul to count for it and for every soul there is life to build it or destroy it. Like good and evil they go hand and hand. The stars are the path and the worlds your stepping stones to your role of importants. The stranger kneels and listens to the waves wash up on the beach. The night is there but the star lit sky is your light to chase away the nightmares to bring only hope and maybe a feeling of knowing there is someone staring back at you if your alone. The stranger sees that the ocean is claim now and the water is reflexing the stars like a mirror. He shares a tear for its beauty. To all out there that stare at the stars any time remember we are not so big because we can be the smallest thing in the universe. But we can always help in large ways. For example you could help someone and thing it was a small job when to them it was a big help. The stranger walks back to the crater and waves his hand and the ground reforms like nothing every happen. He puts his hand to the ground and a stone rises up and with only one finger draws a star in the stone to show this could be your start someday. He than sees a portal open for him and his beloved wife walks over and says time to go home my guardian. Before they go he shows her the stars and dances with her on the beach.  Her smile and happiness warms his heart and shows him he is in the right place to be of some help.