tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86858284532111776322024-03-13T06:45:07.097-05:00The BiteUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger17125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-86011415670984569142011-06-29T22:53:00.002-05:002011-06-29T23:05:49.405-05:00The New Layout and Blogs of NoticeThe blog layout has been changed, obviously. Hopefully this can be more well arranged, less of a cluttered mess, which should be less disrupting. Now that things seem to be more in order, I will begin welcoming people to our "Blogs of Notice" please be well-informed that you may use <strong>TristanAlexander181@rocketmail.com</strong> to send in an e-mail about your blog, only. I will not use this to accept and read any personal material of any kind, and therefore if private messages are sent to this e-mail address, they will be deleted immediately. Now, how exactly does this work? Well.<br /><br />For those posting their blog related material, you need to have and be the owner of the blog in question naturally. Here you will send an e-mail of a useable blog-icon and or logo, the logo should not be excessive in size, please bare in mind that excessive logos will make your blog mail get deleted. Once you have that, you simply give a description of what your blog is about, and why you think people should notice your blog. Now does this guarantee you, a spot in the blog of notice, and our link-bar? Not necessarily. Every friday this e-mail will be checked for the blogs of notice. And every friday only "two" will be posted. Those two who are posted, will be added to the subscribed-list, linked on the left side of this page, and, have a post made with the owners description and reason, in the "Blogs of Notice" area. And they will be chosen by SiNn and/or myself, meaning only the two favorited of 'that' week, will be posted, the rest will just have to either, try again the next week, or, well, with all due respect, float off happily in the same boat you'll likely be pissed in.<br /><br />Thank you very much, and happy blogging. Tristan.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-56353648871754824772011-06-26T22:25:00.003-05:002011-06-26T22:34:24.600-05:00Your children, and the internet gaming.Inconsiderate assholes, your children, and online-gaming communities. How does this all fit together? Too many people fully relinquish any means of a control scheme over their children, by just allowing them to play videogames, now please, be aware that this is not an anti-gaming flame, as it were, but rather, a rant against parents of those who allow their children to play "online" in general.<br /><br />The problem becomes more aware, by listening and or watching a child's behavior in any online enviornment really. The parents lacking any form of communication in teaching their children respect, they aren't the ones that have to put up with the children's behavior. So, when the child is playing this online game, these parents are not the ones made to hear the insult-matches, as they begin to lose, hearing them tell some other child to "suck their balls", or threatening to "kill one another", etc.<br /><br />What this boils down to, is that parents should teach their demon spawn to have a little more respect, to even at the very least, fully comprehend what they are saying to people, over the internet, before they are saying it, and the dangers of talking to people this way on the internet, in general. Because well, let's face it, you never really understand, who you are talking to, what kind of person this person you speak to might actually be. Even having polite conversations with people these days, is a gamble, but to be that vulgar and crappy with "everyone" who does something you dislike, its poor-sporting, which, is the wrong kind of attitude to have in any gaming enviornment that revolves around more than one person. And, it's just downright rude. So, to resolve this problem, if your child spends time on the internet, listen to them if they're one of these mouthy-types, I suggest a bottle of dawn dishsoap. It won't kill them, we had it done to us, and we turned out just fine. Thank you very much.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-46388311955701097892011-02-13T06:08:00.002-06:002011-02-13T06:23:55.938-06:00Justin. Go away.Alright. So by now, everyone has been bombarded by the advertisement, that just won't stop popping up. "Never Say Never" A movie story, about, Justin Bieber. So, they get a bunch of people together, and they talk about what an inspiration this kid is. And this is made into a motion picture, about the kid's life.<br /><br />Okay. First off, congrats to you, you've got talent. You got yourself a movie. I applaud you, I don't like you, but I applaud you and submit to the idea, that some morons out there, still give a damn about you.<br /><br />Now that being said. I have to be mean now.<br /><br />First off. What does Justin always say? He's not old enough to have said, anything all the time. He's like fifteen or sixteen years old. Which then brings me to my next point of validity.<br /><br />How can this kid be an inspiration? So what, he can hook people with the modern age dribble they call music. Good for him, but for fuck sakes, don't call this little twerp an inspiration. An inspiration is someone who elevates what they do, for the sake of doing it better. They don't showboat, and make a movie about their life when they're a teenager! Okay!? It just doesn't work!<br /><br />This then puts into perspective the idea that this is more relative to teenage girls, who just want to see this pop-icon plastered, everywhere. So what do they do? They make a movie, and put Justin's name on it, and tell this lame ass life story, of this fifteen year old. This is putting entirely too much respect behind a person, and not behind what the person DOES.<br /><br />Example.<br /><br />Justin Bieber goes and sells out a crowd of teenage girls, plays a slow paced, show, gets something thrown at him. (Not) an inspiration.<br /><br />A man who's name isn't necessary, goes against all odds, to get up in the morning, and train his ass off, with a deformed leg. All for the sake of trying, just "TRYING" to succeed in winning a marathon. (Definately is) an inspiration.<br /><br />Finally..<br /><br />To get all these celebrities to give this kid clout, and have all the little twerps talking about how great he is. Only further rejects the fact that this is no where near inspirational, infact, it detests it with the exact opposite spectrum by pointing out that this kid has become favorable by these celebrities, at the age of 15 or 16 years old. Erego, he had NO real struggle.<br /><br />So in ending. Justin. I don't care if you want to stand on stage, and blow happy bubbles while people peg you with shit stained bricks, and candy, (go ahead, rot your baby teeth the rest of the way, we don't care). But for the love of god, get the fuck off my television. It's bad enough I see people talking about you, a million times, everywhere else. Now I have to see you claiming the title of inspiration, and getting a commercial advertisement for your movie, every hour. Go away, you spoiled little bitch.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-90429953644812448272011-02-06T23:34:00.003-06:002011-02-06T23:45:41.160-06:00Harper Collins and Alloy EntertainmentHarper Collins and Alloy Entertainment the publishing company responsible for publishing The Vampire Diaries, makes a fatal flaw. Because L.J Smith wanted an end game featuring Damon and Elena as love interest, but the company Alloy Entertainment wanted Stefan and Elena as their end game love interest, they have used the legality of The Vampire Diaries being written as "For hire", to can L.J Smith from the Vampire Diaries, and have made it so that the future releases will be done by a ghost writer, with explicit instruction, barring the ghost writer from continuing with a Damon and Elena love interest, as the end game. They want a straight Stefan and Elena love interest, and less of the character "Bonnie".<br /><br />It has been quoted that Alloy Entertainment actually believes, that fans of the series won’t know the difference between the ghostwriter and L.J. Smith, anyway. Who the fuck do these people think they are!? After years of hard work being poured into a story like this, these dumbass mother fuckers believe that they can just toss the written voice aside, for a ghost writer, and no one will tell the difference. And for what? Because she wouldn't obey her publisher's demands for how their uptight, diaper stuffed asses felt that the story should go? Fuck you Harper Collins and Alloy Entertainment, take what's left of the last part of your brain, and get the fuck out of the publishing company because to all who read this, I say we begin a meme from this, for sake of the writer, over the publisher. <br /><br />Learn your place, or be cast into the abyss of your own bullshit, where no one will buy your shit, borrow your shit, or so much as read your shit in a library, and fall where you belong to the fucking gutter, with the garbage you're attempting to create. Most especially if you honestly believe authors to be so easily replaced, that people won't tell the difference. On a personal note, to that, I say fuck you!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-74655628303883192422010-11-16T00:19:00.002-06:002010-11-16T00:58:44.575-06:00Eternally YoursPrologue<br /><br />A conversation interrupted. The sunlight cast came over a well aged stone monalith, that shine through the window of the interior, of the old manor. Shadows of bodies, cast out over the stone floor, and a man placed his wine glass down on the table, before he shifted his opposite hand over a young lady's mouth instinctively. "Shh. Get in the bedroom, and don't make a noise." She nodded then ran to the bedroom as she was told, where she crawl beneath the bed, listening.<br /><br />Men in black hussled through the frame, after the door imploded from it's hinges, and red smoke rolled upon the stone floor, staining it, until it reached the man's heels, who gretted them with his exposed back. A lady's image portrayed in the exposed flesh, with the evident texture of flowers, and other mournful images.<br /><br />They approached, as his neck arched, and his eyes twisted into near upright slits. "Give me a reason." He said, watching, as a fat man stood at a distance, holding a firearm toward his face. "Going to make this hard on yourself? More fun for me." An annoying laughter, the hee hee hah, like a mule, it irritated the man's senses, so he took for the fat man's arm, breaking it by forcing in, then pulling away, throwing the fat man to the floor, where he kneeled against his neck, before proceeding to use the man's gun on each individual that poured through the door frame, then from each window, until he peered around each corner of the room, to see they were all dead. "You're safe now." The man replied to her peeking eyes, before he rose from his knee, and put a bullet in the fat man's head.<br /><br />He approached her, as she shook nervously, but his hand extended forward, and she could feel the same warmth that she had felt before. "Thank you for rescuing me, Kenta." She blushed. "Again." taking his hand, as he would direct her out of the room. "It's nothing." "Nothing? So you do this for every woman you meet?" She said jokingly, though found herself discouraged slightly, as he nodded his head. "Yes, atleast those that I can." These words brought Kenta to stop in his tracks, and she could feel the sadness radiating from him, so she swallowed back her flirtatious urges. "Are you okay?" "I'll be fine." he said, before he began pacing forward with her again, helping her back toward the car. "We should get you back, remember, don't tell the police anything." "Right." She replied, before climbing inside, and when the door was shut behind her, she pressed her face against the glass, lost in thought. Why did he do what he did?<br /><br />Chapter One: Shira's Performance<br /><br />"He's here." A woman said, as her finger pointed north by north east, through the skylight. "No. He wouldn't..?" A man to her right commented, just as the lights flicked out over the performance, and people began to run screaming from the search light of a ship, that peered through the glass skylights. "Come on, we have to get to the stage!" "Wait Pam!" The man argued, but she was already charging head strong onto the stage, before the second stage lights fell dead, and glass showered the stagefloor, where Kenta descended. He waved back the bangs of his jet black hair, after hitting the floor, then rose from his knee, behind Shira.<br /><br />"Wait, Kenta. You don't have to do this." - "And what am I doing?" - "We've been onto your plan to kidnap Shira, for a week!" - "I see." This made Kenta smile. "I'm glad that you're doing good police work, Pam, but I apologize. Until we meet again." He said this just as the doors at the back of the theatre exploded.<br /><br />"You will not be harmed, love." Kenta whispered to Shira, as he unveiled a card from inside his long leather coat, throwing it to the floor, so smoke erupted and fill the stage area, then he took hold of her. "Up we go." He pulled her into his arm, and a zipline retracted, as Kenta rest his other hand along the wire, to pace it's rise.<br /><br />"Zack, behind you." Zack's head tilted, at Pam's call. "She's getting away." - "Humm." He watched them prepare to shoot at Kenta and Shira before he jumped in, disarming the men, and knocking the munconcious. Then as the smoke clear, Pam watched Kenta bow his head, and call back from the deck. "You shall see Shira again soon. I promise." And as if brought by the light, the ship vanished.<br /><br />"You knew he wasn't going to hurt her, didn't you?" - "What?" - "You hesitated, Pam. You never hesitate." Pam thought about her actions, and she nodded. "There's more to the story." - "I have time." - "Kenta, and his wife they used to explore the world together. After her supposed accident though, we've witnessed events similar to this." She paused, allowing the information to sink in for Zack. "It was as if he got a hero complex, when it came to women, especially the right women." - "Seriously?" Zack replied, and Pam's head nodded. "That ship you witnessed, was his own creation aswell, and, he named it after her, only, behind her name he added the word vengance." - "Wow.." Zack leaned back shocked.<br /><br />"Yeah, but, he always makes a big mess. Under the guise that she asked him to do it, and by doing it, he thinks he can keep her alive." - "So in the ship?" - "That's right, she's entombed beneath it's deck." - "That's sad." - "Yeah. Imagine being that intent on an impossible goal." Zack replied to Pam's scorn with a sigh, and shook his head. "What a poor man. I wouldn't even know where to begin."<br /><br />Back in the office, Zack sat down, and stare off at Pam allowing her to get her jacket off, and get comfortable before he asked, "So if he isn't bad, what's your story?" Finally Zack asked, as he leaned back, and this time it was Pam's turn to sigh, as she seen him cling to a whiskey bottle. "I've never caught him, only just came close." Pam paused for a moment. "Thinking, maybe.. well.." - "If he feels noticed, he won't stop doing what he's doing." Zack said, and noted her reaction as if he had struck a nerve. "He won't stop doing, what you can't." Pam stood lost in a pitiful gaze. "Yes.." - "You're pathetic." Zack said, standing up, and leaving the room, and leaving Pam to her thoughts.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-5806898290907034522010-11-15T21:07:00.002-06:002010-11-15T21:20:53.684-06:00What The Hell, Facebook?I'm about sick to death of hearing about "Facebook". I have never, and will never hold any defendant attention for this social networking scheme. First and foremost, is the already lucile lack of rules and boundaries on which information these people can use. <br /><br />That only further becomes tainted by most front running companies now addressing social media as being the next step. Now these people want to go and create e-mail addresses on top of their bogged down behavior with messaging style services. <br /><br />What people don't realize, is that it is very much likely that any information used inside your personal e-mail with them, is being leaked into the public definition which is fine, if you have nothing to hide, for some people. But if you prefer to have your privacy because you've had to deal with one or two, or maybe fifteen psycho stalker people in the past, this doesn't seem like a good idea. <br /><br />I know I know they only sell it to companies, who cares? That's better. I want some asshole, like myself, who works at one of these 'companies' to get ahold of my information, knowing full well because he is an asshole, he'll call me, write me letters, and talk alot of shit, just to annoy the crap outta me. Seriously Facebook. No. Just no. Get back in your hole! Fuck facebook.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-33486648710851974922010-11-15T20:58:00.002-06:002010-11-15T21:07:35.347-06:00Requests and QuestionsHave a topic you would like to hear our opinion about? Have a question you'd like to ask, use the comment section of this topic, here, to do just that. Suggest a topic for a long winded rant, or just ask a question and if there's an answer to be had, then in the next oppurtune moment, questions and topics brought to light will be addressed in the order they are recieved, given that we feel the need to respond to them. Thanks!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-75092476803634238492010-11-15T00:34:00.005-06:002010-11-15T00:55:40.367-06:00Heather MartinYou'll always be remembered.<br />Now that you are gone.<br />Faithfully in the hearts of others.<br /><br />Now that you are gone.<br />People will feel as if something is missing.<br />Taken too soon from their lives.<br /><br />From those wishing they could hear your voice.<br />To those that would have the pleasure of seeing you<br />At the start of each morning.<br /><br />It won't feel quite right.<br />Because they know they won't have that pleasure anymore.<br />Now that you are gone.<br />But they will live on with your memory.<br /><br />Holding onto it, as they should.<br />Perhaps wishing that they had done more.<br />Or understanding that they did all that they could.<br /><br />You were young, yet.<br />So we know that you walk with god.<br />A place that you deserve.<br />Where you might be happier, wherever you are.<br /><br />Taken too young.<br />Heather Martin<br />You will be missed, you will be remembered.<br />You will be loved, so long as your memory remains in mind.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__B9jix3a_fo/TODV3jbi1HI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ud_a1aTs6WM/s1600/1114000718.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__B9jix3a_fo/TODV3jbi1HI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ud_a1aTs6WM/s320/1114000718.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539662692046001266" /></a><br /><br />Now for all of our readers, we ask that you bow your head, and take a moment of silence, outside of your life, to wish Heather Martin, who passed away this year of a brain tumor, a sweet afterlife. Thank you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-1665281004466316782010-11-11T21:59:00.000-06:002010-11-11T21:59:37.420-06:00Thank a VetThis Post I'm Sure is going to piss alot of people off but really I dont mind if it does... With that being said on to the rant<br />
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Today Being Veterans Day sure is a day to honor the men and women who serve all well and good Im proud of the Vets of the past and of the future Im the daughter of a Veteran and yes Im proud of him (HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!!)<br />
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IM sick and fucking tired of hearing these words teh few days before today "DON't FORGET TO THANK A VETERAN ON VETERANS DAY"" HELLLO you have got to be kidding me you mean ur only supposed to remember one day out of the damn year what the fuck happened tothe other 364 and 365 days on leap year do we see them and walk over them in the streets and look at them with disgust but on that ohhhhh so special day be all I must thank you. For all of you selfish pricks who sit up in ur high and mighty castles of what ever lala land u built for ur self. You guys really piss me off these men and women faught for what they thought was the good of this country yet you all only acknowlegde them one day out of the year while teh rest of the time u turn your noses up like ur better. As if most of u pansy ass mommas boys couldnt hold a candle to well most all vets. But in ur minds you throw a day for them give them a free snack a pat on the ass and be all yup my good deeds done see you next year. Well news flash you morons there are more impoverished vets who made it there lifes mission to help this pathetic country and the spoild rich pricks to sit around and do nothing yet you turn ur noses up at them every other day of the year but this one. You want to show kindness and give help heres an idea get off ur lazy fuckin asses and help get the vets who helped make it so you can be lazy fuckin assholes find a place to live and food too eat and stop looking your noses down like your better because sorry pissant your farrrr from better so far from better that you make the lowest of the low look good.<br />
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Im sick of Hearing Have you thanked a Veteran because quite frankly the people who ask that are the same people who walke over a homeless man with a sign saying will work for food.<br />
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To all the VETERANS out there THANK YOU not just to day but everyday.. For all you self rightous asshole who think your better then someone else reach back and smack ur selves up side the head because well I'm Here to burst your bubble your not better you'll never be better and your mother should be punched for teaching you its ok to act like you areSiNnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13975065072902528623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-28482580881915239122010-11-11T21:44:00.002-06:002010-11-11T21:55:37.927-06:00Marijuana LegalizationI believe pot should be legalized. It stands to reason, of course, that it is just my opinion, and the opinion of someone who doesn't smoke pot, atleast not anymore. <br /><br />Now, what I do understand, is the general nature of people in question. It wasn't legal then, we did it anyway. It makes it more tempting, when it is illegal, to do it in the first place, only it brings about a reprocussion that the government assumes, is hefty enough, that it would keep people from thinking of doing it, and they're right, only to a point. It keeps honest people from trying it, because let's face it, they're scared. Or there's the group that has no intention of ever doing it, and that's great. <br /><br />However, failure to legalize marijuana reflects in making it seem even more worth doing to begin with, plus, for those that do, smoke pot. The available options of taxation and other principles could drastically help the state of things, as they currently stand.<br /><br />This doesn't even begin to go into how I believe they should do it, based on the idea that they condemn it for being harmful, and such, but they allow the consumption of alchohol, and other things, which I believe are much more dangerous than marijuana.<br /><br />So that's my opinion. What do you think bloggers? Should pot be made legal?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-53042523352847698012010-11-10T22:15:00.002-06:002010-11-10T22:22:14.829-06:00Anti-SmokersGod damn anti-smokers, and their bullshit. They believe that by putting a lable on the cigarettes saying graphic things such as "<strong>Smoking can kill</strong>" Will force their oppression over what we do. All it does, naturally, is make me want to smoke more, and then question their integrity. Notice, the bold is intended as that is how they wish to have it, on the cigarette packs by October 2012.<br /><br />Now I'm not saying everyone has to smoke, nor am I going to stand around advertising it, and suggesting you should do it. Don't, it drains money, and overall it's a poor decision, however, what gives these nazi bastards the right, nay the privledge, to insist upon giving us their bullshit? <br /><br />If I want to smoke, I'll fucking smoke. If I want to drink, I'll fucking drink. If I want to make a pipe bomb, and cram that fucking thing up a pig's rectum, I will! And to these morons who think posting shit like this will make me think otherwise, fuck you. Fuck you, and your stupid ideas, you should be lit on fire by a can of gas, and a fucking cigarette, you new aged communist faggots. Take your shit, and go back to fucking Russia, or where ever the hell they bred you moronic abortion failures.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-30503922163851567642010-11-10T21:35:00.005-06:002010-11-10T22:04:34.585-06:00Stupid people who do that thingSo. Today I had this occurance, where I'm sure everyone has them, but the thing here is to remember first off. I have a memory span, that is close to zip. Half the time I can't remember what day it is.<br /><br />But, where this becomes annoying. Is like I said, everyone has had this instance, but someone comes up to you and they do the "Hi." call you by your name, and your first response is. "Who the fuck is this?" You try to walk away from them, and they keep talking, they go on to give you their name. Now I'm not completely cold hearted.<br />I pretend to play along, in the hopes, that this moron gets the point. I don't want to talk to them, and they move on. But, then they start dredging up memories from school. Fucking school. As if I could be bothered to remember someone, I didn't stay in contact with, this fucking long. Finally I had enough, and I replied "You know what, this has been real nice, but I've got shit that I need to do, and you're in my fucking way."<br /><br />So this douche bag. Insists that I'm the rude one. Long story short. Don't come up to a complete stranger, and start remembering shit. Second, if I don't know who you are, after you ask if I remember you, then chances are, I don't want to fucking know you to begin with. And finally. Everyone could stand to learn to shut the fuck up once and a while. Constant blabbering from a complete stranger, gives me a migraine.<br /><br />I came home, popped 6 Excedrine, and pretended that just for a moment, the world might one day get more smart. This is the impression idiots like this leave me with. I think for those of us who have this occurance, from time to time, we should just start smacking the fuck out of them, I bet they get the fucking picture then.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__B9jix3a_fo/TNtqyz1UmZI/AAAAAAAAADw/6PrGHIy3eII/s1600/1107102237-00.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__B9jix3a_fo/TNtqyz1UmZI/AAAAAAAAADw/6PrGHIy3eII/s200/1107102237-00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538137587922016658" /></a><br /><br />To the people who do this shit, look. This idiot is Robert. This is the kind of moron, who comes up and claims to be known. Do you want to grow up to be like this this guy? That's right, that's a man, not a really old woman, a man, in a fucking dress. Stupid people come in all shapes and sizes apparently. Make it your life mission to read a book, to gain a healthy ability in taking criticism, and do it fast, before you all come out looking like Robert, the queen of the fucking fairies.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-78111929752038299402010-11-10T04:33:00.003-06:002010-11-10T04:55:34.791-06:00Interview With Tristan<strong>How would you describe your written work to people who have not read it before?</strong><br /><br />Honestly. I try to make things as descriptive as possible. My personal desire - now wether I fail or not is beyond me. - is to put the person reading it into the character's world. Which I've been told I have a nackt for. Now if only I were better with names. As far as what style? It usually insists upon a level of gore, no matter what style it is, but the actual style itself can be just about anything.<br /><br /><strong>Do you explore into unusual practices in anything you work on, even privately?</strong><br /><br />I do. Infact, I have a very evil and gorey mindset, when I'm writing.<br /><br /><strong>Hero, or The Villain. Who wins?</strong><br /><br />Neither, in most cases. With some exceptions. I prefer to make most of my work revolve in such a way, that everyone loses. Especially when the time is right, to kill the story.<br /><br /><strong>Are there any works, that you would say influence you?</strong><br /><br />Too many to list, actually. From the Art of War, which helps in design of political situations, and battlefield motivations. Anne Rice for supernatural muse. Stephen King for horror. Even some very old poetry. Like I said before, too many.<br /><br /><strong>How would you describe your writing process?</strong><br /><br />Much like with how I handle this blog. When it comes to ranting and raving, or, just writing a poem or working on a story. I tend to make sure I have music playing before hand. Something to drink to my right side. Cigarettes to my left for the all to common smoke break. Once all of that is in position, the rest just comes down to wether I am in the mood or not.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Will you ever post any complete work on blogger?</strong><br /><br />I have thought about it, mainly to motivate the rest of my work into some public eye, but, to be honest. I'm not very trusting, so I can't say for sure at this point in time, wether I would or not.<br /><br /><strong>Anything else to tell your readers, about your work?</strong><br /><br />I'm very critical. I go through, thinking that I'm enjoying writing something, until I get chapters and chapters in. Then wind up trashing it because it lost it's taste to me, and I think if it loses its taste to me, it's useless otherwise to continue. I also have a very dirty mouth, therefore characters in the story, like, with the author, reflect by being just as foul, and often as bold.<br /><br /><strong>Anything else, not relating to your work?</strong><br /><br />Nope. I think I've said all that I need to. Thanks for reading, and if you lost interest before reading the whole thing. I don't blame you, but fuck you.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-42497256715475723432010-11-10T03:46:00.002-06:002010-11-10T04:17:31.491-06:00Para(Psuedo)PsychologyHello again bloggers. My first topic of discussion for Hypnotix is telepathy. Now. I want to begin by saying, that you don't have to agree, with me, or with anyone who would participate, in this discussion. That being said. Things like telepathy are widely discredited in the scientific community, given that there's no proof. However. There's not much proof of anything, in the scientific community. In truth scientists are largely just as lost as everyone else, but, more imaginative. Imagine that.<br /><br />Now. Telepathy, or Thought-transference, is the ability to read thoughts, and store information, between two linked neuropaths. These neuropaths of course being linked by extrasensory perception, or ESP. Basically any sense, that escapes the natural five senses. Typically the idea of people claiming to have these abilities leads to a basic thought of schizophrenia or schizoaffective disorders. These people create false positives, or, believe in their own bullshit, pretty much.<br /><br />However - from an adult view. I have to ask. Can you create an image, and have it just "randomly appear"? It's possible, but extremely difficult. You'd never actually think of something new, without an originally created thought. Example. I asked you to create this randomly given image. So basically if an apple didn't exist, and I said to think of.. and I went about describing the apple, you would think, of the apple. The same can be said for the shared thoughts of the "supernatural" it adapts and changes the original image, but the base image, has literally no understanding of how it came to be. I.e Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, Goblins, Ghouls, etc.<br /><br />I would also like to submit to our readers here, that there is a sense of telepathy, evident, amongst "lovers". It is the only reason people share any concept of human "empathy". And strangely for those of us who may-be more intelligent than we let on. Empathy becomes incredibly hard to have, due to a basic understanding of what it is.<br /><br />Outside of the realm of basic understanding, we move into the principles of religion. The entire concept of some higher conscience. Good and evil. The means by which people come to understand these things. Now without going into a religion is bad, religion is good arguement. There are perfectly logical reasons as to these supposed signs, however, not always. Some people claim to have divinated thought, that can be neither proven nor unproven, as the scenario goes. Therefore believeing in such a thing as religion, god, and so forth. One is therefore made to believe in such a thing as telepathy.<br /><br />Now, with the neuropath functioning with electric energy pulses passing through neurons, is it so unlikely that two neuropaths can connect such energy between neuropath A and neuropath B? What do you think bloggers? Please remember to keep this on base. There will be a time and a place for religious discussion and such.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-88851901218724825722010-11-02T04:21:00.003-05:002010-11-02T05:01:11.979-05:00A few movie reviews.Please note before I begin. I have no vested interest in any of the following titles. And therefore, I gain nothing for any response I may give to any of the films in question, other than my honest, and possibly brutal opinion.<br /><br />Saw 3D - Horror Mystery.<br /><br />I might catch alot of crap for this one. But, I actually did-not watch this movie. Instead, my review for this movie, is simple. I question "Why?" "What?" and give my opinion. Why do they continue to give us the same crap, and more over what makes it important because now it's slapped with 3D work? What makes this any less crappy, than the previous ones? Why do you keep trying so hard? Just give up.<br /><br />Editted for my own personal amusement: Fuck this movie.<br /><br />Red - Action Comedy<br /><br />I was suprisingly pleased with this movie. The storyline has value, the action is interesting. The comedy side, hilarious. The cast for the film, massive, and delightful. As far as an Action Comedy genre goes, I'd have to say this one gets a decent 8 out of 10 on my rating scale.<br /><br />The Expendables - Action/Adventure<br /><br />Much like with Red. This movie left me wanting more. The storyline was amazing. The action was intense. Some comedic value, the cast brought together many of the bigger names, that would make it questionable at first, but, they pulled it off, and it was awesome. Again, for an Action genre, this was one of the better ones, I have to give it another 8 out of 10 on my rating scale.<br /><br />Inception - Sci-fi thriller<br /><br />I went against my friends better judgement, and I watched this movie, or atleast what I could watch of it. The thought behind it was awesome, but the way it was played out, ultimately destroyed the story. The cast was alright, the intensity, was okay, but, it just didn't strike me, as anything more than well.. boring. I give this one a 4 out of 10.<br /><br />The Sorcerer's Apprentice - Action/Adventure Comedy Drama<br /><br />While you get what you would expect, with a disney movie. Family oriented. It actually did not take away from this film in my opinion. Cage did a very good job, which to be honest - It's about time. - Earlier performances have been left lacking. The graphics involved in the movie, were pleasing, the storyline fulfilling. It had it's moments of being downright hilarious. However, they could have given more attention to the main-evil. It still worked out well. 7 out of 10.<br /><br />Predators - Action/Adventure Sci-Fi<br /><br />Predators delivered more than I actually expected it would. I started out with the impression that a single character from the trailer, would draw me in. This character, however, died quite quickly, and I had almost felt disappointed, that is until it got more intense. I couldn't stop watching. The plot is old, and it brings to question again, why do they continue, but atleast with this plot, it's not so dry that it was unenjoyable. 7 out of 10.<br /><br />Twilight Eclipse - Fantasy/Romance<br /><br />No. Just no. There's honestly no diffrence to the storyline. Girl loves vampire boy, and werewolf boy. They both love her back. The interactions between them are obssessive, depressing, and draining. The only thing that has kept this going is Jacob and company's inability to keep their shirt on. While it teaches the moral value of obssessing to the point of suicide, over any man, to your children, congratulations. Behind the horrible storyline. Wolf boys should stay off steroids. Vampire boys shouldn't get uglier everytime you see them, and shouldn't sparkle in the sunlight. Base human women should have a brain. Like most romances it draws on the unrealistic view of men that women (or guys if you swing that way) could never have. It dives from unproblematic life to depressing draw and kill, without killing. Which leaves me ending this harshly made review by saying, you would have had 2 out of 10 for the effects. I say would have, because you shouldn't make a vampire/werewolf flick unless you're going to murder important characters. 1 out of 10.<br /><br />The A-Team - Action/Adventure<br /><br />Now I'll be honest here. Initially I made fun of the very idea of this movie. I thought that bringing back a classic in such a way, was just, well. No. However, Sinn and I watched it anyway, out of what started as boredom. It was excellent. Hilarious. Action packed. Long story short. I'd give this another 8 out of 10.<br /><br />A Nightmare On Elm Street - Fantasy/Horror<br /><br />I didn't come into this one expecting much, when I heard that it was someone else directing it, aswell as someone else playing as Freddy. That being said, it wasn't the worst movie, and it didn't come out as bad as I had expected it to be. It still lacks, because well, I don't think anything will ever truly reach it's potential, as far as Nightmare on Elm Street goes. Still, for being what it was, it was still pretty good, gorey, and over-all decent. I give it a 6 out of 10.<br /><br />And that's my few movie reviews, for this evening. Keep checking back as more will eventually be posted.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-69221104309118987522010-11-02T04:01:00.004-05:002010-11-04T01:28:47.378-05:00Freedom of SpeechOkay, so this dickless wonder. I won't even say the name here, because I don't care to attract the attention this moron brings, to this forum. He suggest that the freedom of speech only initially stands when discussing the government. Now, it doesn't take alot to know that this kid is well.. full of shit. But, I feel that this is a striking notation of the lack of education, on an important matter, because being an artist (of any kind) we rely on the freedom of speech, to really, do, what we do. If we don't have this important subject; we don't have the lives we lead, so I'm going to correct this here, and edumacate dumb shits. Though this is the internet, and thus it probably will not do any good.<br /><br />The first amendment as written, does not only protect a persons right to free speech, against the government. Instead, it rejects the ability of the government, and authorities to interfere with one's right to life, liberty, property, freedom of speech, a freedom of press, freedom of worship and assembly. No government authority may attempt to interfere, with these subjects, within reason. So, for those mindless bastards, who would argue, that a threat can have you arrested, this is true, but this does-not stop us from free speech, again, within reason. For example. I have the right to call you a mindless neo-nazi yuppy politically stupid dog, who should go kill yourself. Aslong as I don't address an intention to cause such harm, myself.<br /><br />The rights hereby addressed, reflect on the inability to allow government control the creation of a purely authorative reach, and establishes that they in no-way may change this, so long as these rights do stand. Now if you are out there - and you happen to read this, and you ever thought anything less of what those rights mean. Hopefully for your own sake, this has learned you something new, before your lack of education on the subject, but constant intrusion into the situation. (You know who you are) does one day get you hurt.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8685828453211177632.post-7202305021505882492010-11-02T03:37:00.002-05:002010-11-02T03:38:37.763-05:00ChangesSome posts were deleted, for the purpose of linking, and organization. Changes had to be made, and thus we are addressing this. Thank you for sticking with us.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0