7/24/2014

Freak Show

Gather 'round
Gather 'round
Adults and parents be warned!
 
Our show is not for the light of heart
the underage
or the premature
 
For every other year
 a very special circus
rolls into town
 
It's a freak show!
It's horrendous!
It's terrifying!
It's a treat!
 
Bring along the entire family
if you dare not
be discrete
 
We have horrors to behold
Gathered
just for you
 
Pulled right out of your nightmares!
From the devil's own imagination!
 
Disfiguration!
Pyrotechnics!
Telepathy!
The Deranged!
 
It's such fun
though be warned
 
You may never leave
 
Special visitors may be chosen
to join us up on stage!
 
Don't be discouraged
Don't be afraid
 
Eventually you won't care
you won't regret it either way
 
Gather 'round
Gather 'round
Adults and parents be warned!
 
We are not for the light of heart
the underage
or the premature

I Am A Person

I am a person
just trying to get along
to be every ones friend
singing the same song
 
I am a person
just beginning to see
the accidental evil
within you and me
 
I am a person
trying to make things right
to make a world I want to live in
not this god-awful sight
 
I am a person
just a person
plain to see
 
there isn't much a difference between you and me
 
Being just a person
not much can be done
 
But try to change peoples' opinions
 
However
is it the right one?

Unknown

Haiku's
Have a tendency
never
to make sense
 
Poetry
is just rhythm
spilling
off the page
 
Poetry
can have guidelines
depending
on who you are
 
Sometimes
 it flows freely
Ink
on paper dry

Respect _slam poem_

 
 
A discussion today
was overheard
It was foul
It was disgusting
I was ashamed
 
A parent to their child
An Adult to an Adult
they should hold some respect
don't you think?
 
RESPECT
is what gains trust
Not AUTHORITY through AGE  or BIRTH
 
Not AUTHORITY through anything
 
Adults are left wondering
ironically scratching their heads as we tremble in rage and fear that though we are simply speaking our minds in a civil tone and matter that we will be reprimanded with violence for speaking out of turn though we are equals
or should be
 
Adults are left wondering as we cower
why their children never ask for help when they are in trouble
 
Why their children confide in stranger they have never before met in person
only over electronic waves in the glow of "poison" screens
instead of them
 
Why their children are so secretive about their life outside of the home
 
Why whenever someone else gets yelled at
or someone raises their voice ever so slightly
they tear up involuntarily and start to feel sick
 
We are our own people
We deserve RESPECT
 
We have our own opinions
let us speak them CALMLY
 
We have PRIVACY
knock loudly and do not enter unless explicitly told that you may
 
You May point Out A Flaw but Do not FORCE Unwanted And Expressedly Denied "Help" Upon Us
when you will do nothing but yell and interrupt when we try to explain that we have dealt with and fixed the issue ourselves already
 
Speak to us like adults
Treat us like adults
We may always be your children but we are building our own lives
Don't force yours upon us
we've lived with it for more than a decade
 We'd Like To Move On


The Runnaway King, AscentionTrillogy book two 0-122 7-24-14 *spoilers*

   So here we continue the drama of "The False Prince." It continues about a week or two after the first book ends.  Jaron is still the slightly arrogant cunning sarcastic little thing I cannot say on here from the first book, so nothing has really changed there; which I'm glad because his character is really three dimensional and him as the POV character is the only thing getting me through this story.
And at the point where I stopped I'm not sure he'll be worth it.

So the book starts off at his family's funeral with the sentence
"I had arrived early for my own assassination."
Well then. That sure is one hell of a first sentence.

He isn't ever really at the funeral though, mind you, because all of the lesser nobility is there and it's really just an elaborate waste of time because no ones really and truly mourning.
Instead he goes to the garden and climbs the wall to get rid of some energy and take his mind off of things. Like how the neighboring Kingdom Avenia is threatening war and his regents refuse to believe him. This is when he see's a cloaked figure enter and go hid in the bushes with a knife. Proceeding this event is a fight where the person is revealed to be Roden, a boy from the last book, who still refuses to believe that Jaron is in fact Jaron and was just in hiding as Sage. (I strongly suggest you go back and read my blogs about The False Prince if you want to actually know what's going on because I'm not going to bother summing up that one here for you when I've done it elsewhere) During this fight it is told that Pirates who are on Avenia's land are out to kill him because it is humiliating that they failed the job four years ago when they were hired to by Conner. After he gets knocked in the head he blacks out and wakes up when his attackers are gone. He has a cut on his arm and is soaking wet from falling into the fountain so he decides to don a cloak to hide that and listen to the service outside of one of the windows. There Imogen, once a servant girl who he befriended until he gave back her family's title of nobility, finds him and gives him a makeshift bandage from one of her skirt layers.
Previously it had been stated by Roden that they would target all of his loved ones. The only three people who are truly his friends, and the best one of them, is her. Which means, of course, that she is not safe now.  That realization sadly causes this to transpire....

     As much as I hated the thought of it, I knew it must be done. Imogen had to leave the court. Worse still, she had to want to be as far away from me as possible, so that nobody could ever suspect there was any benefit from harming her.
     My stomach twisted, as if the lies I was about to tell were knives pulled from my gut. I slowly shook my head and said,
"You're wring Imogen. We're not friends and never were. I only used your help to get back to the throne."
     She froze for a moment,unsure of wehether she had heard me correctly. "I don't understand-"
     "And you're using me to stay here at the castle. Where you don't belong."
     "That's not true!" Imogen stepped away with a look of sock as if I had just slapped her. Once she recovered, she said, "When you were Sage-"
     "I'm Jaron, not Sage." My lip curled as I added the worst thing I could think to say. "Did you really believe I could ever truly care about someone like you?"
     Imogen's struggle to contain her emotions was clear. That tore at me, but I did not, could not, flinch. She bowed to excuse her self and said, "I'll leave at dawn."
     "You'll leave at once. A carriage will be prepared to take you home."
     Shaking her head, she said, "If there's something you need to tell me-"
     I turned away from her, so as not to betray my own feelings. "I don't want you here. Gather your things and go."
     "I have nothing here." Imogen said. "I will leave just as I came."
    "As you wish."
     She left without looking back at me with her head held high. Watching her hide the pain I had just caused was worse than if she'd let it show. I had never been so cruel to anyone, and I hated myself for it. She would hate me as well, and I'd never be able to explain that sending her away with such indifference, even hostility, would save her life.
     A new sort of pain flared inside me, something different than I had ever felt before. If there was ever someone I could one day give my heart to, I had just sent her away from my life forever.

To be completely honest I'm really not as mad about this as I could be. It's a perfectly understandable thing to do. If he had told her why she just needed to go away from him for her own protection, people would know she just left out of the blue. She needs to hate him and it needs to be authentic. If he had told her the circumstances it wouldn't be. Also there will be word around the staff and such about what happened above so the Pirates will think she isn't a weak spot. Which is smart thinking, although it does not make up for what will come later.
This will be a two part post so it isn't dreadfully long so look for part two in a couple of days or hours or when I next feel productive.