Thieves and Liars

The world is full of them.

Children

Some people grow with age and some just grow older but never actually grow up.
We live, we learn and we grow.
This is what life is about.
Learning from your mistakes and faults can only be achieved if you see them as faults or mistakes. If a person or people point it out to you, please take the time to look at yourself and assess what is pointed out. You may end up seeing more than you bargained for but in the end it will be worth it.

Taking this opportunity to learn and grow is a chance one should not just brush off.

Hatred plays a key factor in this as it will hold you back from learning and growing. Let go of your anger and embrace joy and happiness. It will get you alot further ahead in this life.

Rudeness brings rudeness.

Ive gotten off point but I think my point has been made.

There is never any excuse why one should not grow.

You wont grow "old" as fast if you are happy.

Be kind, rewind.

Labor Day Weekend

This labor day for me was spent  relaxing and designing an armor shirt.
Based upon the scales of a dragon it uses overlapping layers of scale like pieces.
I want to end up making a full length piece from waist to neck and long sleeves. The design was fairly simple.
Now the making of it will take the longest time. Each piece willhave to be cut and sewn or riveted together. Not sure which road I will take.
Finding the right leather will be a process unto itself. Fitting is never easy either.

My full length hooded cloak pattern will be of great help on this project as getting the arms and shoulders right is one of the trickiest things I have done.

But in the end it will be worth it.

Updates and pictures will be shared as I progress through this project.

The Philosophy of Time Travel by Roberta Sparrow

Foreword

I would like to thank the sisters of the Saint John Chapel in Alexandria, Virginia for their support in my decision. By the grace of God, they are:

Sister Eleanor Lewis
Sister Francesca Godiani
Sister Helen Davis
Sister Catherine Arnold
Sister Mary Lee Pond
Sister Virginia Wessex
This intent of this short book is for it to be used as a simple and direct guide in a time of great danger.

I pray that this is merely a work of fiction.

If it is not, then I pray for you, the reader of this book.

If I am still alive when the events foretold in these pages occur, then I hope that you will find me before it is too late.

Roberta Ann Sparrow
October, 1944

Chapter One:
The Tangent Universe

The Primary Universe is fraught with great peril. War, plague, famine and natural disaster are common.

Death comes to us all. The Fourth Dimension of Time is a stable construct, though it is not impenetrable.

Incidents when the fabric of the fourth dimension becomes corrupted are incredibly rare.

If a Tangent Universe occurs, it will be highly unstable, sustaining itself for no longer than several weeks.

Eventually it will collapse upon itself, forming a black hole within the Primary Universe capable of destroying all existence.

Chapter Two:
Water And Metal

Water and Metal are the key elements of Time Travel.

Water is the barrier element for the construction of Time Portals used as gateways between Universes as the Tangent Vortex.

Metal is the transitional element for the construction of Artifact Vessels.

Chapter Four:
The Artifact And The Living

When a Tangent Universe occurs, those living nearest to the Vortex, will find themselves at the epicenter of a dangerous new world.

Artifacts provide the first sign that a Tangent Universe has occurred.

If an Artifact occurs, the Living will retrieve it with great interest and curiosity.

Artifacts are formed from metal, such as an Arrowhead from an ancient Mayan civilization, or a Metal Sword from Medieval Europe.

Artifacts returned to the Primary Universe are often linked to religious Iconography, as their appearance on Earth seems to defy logical explanation.

Divine intervention is deemed the only logical conclusion for the appearance of the Artifact.

Chapter Six:
The Living Receiver

The Living Receiver is chosen to guide the Artifact into position for its journey back to the Primary Universe.

No one knows how or why a Receiver will be chosen.

The Living Receiver is often blessed with a Fourth Dimensional Powers.

These include increased strength, telekinesis, mind control, and the ability to conjure fire and water.

The Living Receiver is often tormented by terrifying dreams, visions and auditory hallucinations during his time within the Tangent Universe.

These surrounding the Living Receiver, known as the Manipulated, will fear him and try to destroy him.

Chapter Seven:
The Manipulated Living

The Manipulated Living are often the close friends and neighbors of the Living Receiver.

They are prone to irrational, bizarre, and often violent behavior.

This is the unfortunate result of their task, which is to assist the Living Receiver in returning the Artifact to the Primary Universe.

The Manipulated Living will do anything to save themselves from Oblivion.

Chapter Ten:
The Manipulated Dead

The Manipulated Dead are more powerful than the Living Receiver. If a person dies within the Tangent Dimension, they are able to contact the Living Receiver through the Fourth Dimensional Construct.

The Fourth Dimensional Construct is made of Water.

The Manipulated Dead will manipulate the Living Receiver using the Fourth Dimensional Construct (see Appendix A and B).

The Manipulated Dead will often set an Ensurance Trap for the Living Receiver to ensure that the Artifact is returned safely to the Primary Universe.

If the Ensurance Trap is successful, the Living Receiver is left with no choice but to use his Fourth Dimensional Power to send the Artifact back in time into the Primary Universe before the Black hole collapses upon itself.

Chapter Twelve:
Dreams

When the Manipulated awaken from their Journey into the Tangent Universe, they are often haunted by the experience in their dreams.

Many of them will not remember.

Those who do remember the Journey are often overcome with profound remorse for the regretful actions buried within their Dreams, the only physical evidence buried within the Artifact itself, all that remains from the lost world.

Ancient myth tells us of the Mayan Warrior killed by an Arrowhead that had fallen from a cliff, where there was no Army, no enemy to be found.

We are told of the Medieval Knight mysteriously impaled by sword he had not yet built.

We are told that these things occur for a reason.

Donnie Darko

It is probably one of the most thought provoking movies of all time.
S. Darko is also quite good. I highly recommend both movies.

It Wasn't Always This Way

In the last couple of years I have been very fortunate to have grown a bond with someone that I wasn't always close to. My Sister.

Her and I haven't always seen eye to eye, but through growing up and family we have grown together.

I cherish this dearly.

She has made me an uncle thrice over. Three very beautiful and wonderful children.

I love them dearly and see them when I am able (which isn't as often as I'd like) but when I do see them their faces light up and remember me like we just saw each other.

It warms my heart to know I have such a good family.

Recently this year my sister brought her third child into the world.

He came a little premature but he is growing fast and will be home soon.

I am a little envious of how strong she is being through this since she wasn't able to bring him home right away.

That has to be one of the hardest things to deal with in this world. The bond between mother and child is one of the strongest in this world (better than gorilla glue).

My niece will be attending kindergarten soon and my nephew soon after that.
It seems like not that long ago they were born, when in fact they aren’t so little any more.


Growing up I didn’t have a very close family, sure we lived under the same roof but we weren’t close.
This is why we have kids, to change the things about our childhood we didn’t like.

One day I may have my own little family but until than I am content with the family I do have now.

I even have my work family where I am treated as an adult and the child sometimes simultaneously. I love it though.

We have a good time and laugh and cry together, even disagree with each other at times. We are there for each other just like a family should be.

I wouldn’t ask to change any of it for the world.

The Small Things

Ever get that text or phone call that is short and sweet but means the most?

They are the best!

Short videos are great too as well as a random picture.

Some people just know how to make your day.

I have received two videos this week that just made me grin ear to ear and laugh out loud.

A couple of pictures have done the same thing.

Blue Moon

From my camera the Moon looks blue, but with the naked eye it looks normal.

Uphill Battle

As with any mountain, the summit is only halfway there.

Great Morning

So far, so good.

I feel good, totally got a good nights rest. Which is unusual for me.

I'm in a good mood. Compared to yesterday it is a complete turnaround.

Even the kids aren't annoying this morning.

Are You Sure?

Blogger asks me if I am sure that I want to post this.

Maybe Facebook should ask this as well?

I see too many comments that should have never been posted.
Sure you can edit and delete your posts after the fact but I bet that if you are asked before you post in the first place it would make you think twice.

As my mother always said "If you don't have anything nice to say, than don't say anything at all."
The world would be a lot quieter. And a hell of a lot more peaceful.

Be kind, rewind.

Love is a Moral Compromise

My emotions are all over the place today. There was nothing to focus completely on.
When I finally got to a point that I could get something to focus on, I felt that I had trouble doing that.
I was entirely too angry.

I did something that I wasn't sure if it was right or completely wrong, but I did it anyways because I was asked nicely and I love her.
But that's how it goes right? We do things for those we love, despite how we may feel.
Love can be a moral compromise and we don't realise it till after it is said and done.

I hope tomorrow is a better day.

Totally!!!

A Love Note

Until the end of time, a diamond will shine and until our last breaths, you'll still be mine.
I'd live a vain existence, if not by your side.
I'd take getting knocked down by oceans tide to just breath one more breath with you in eyesight.
I know not what I do wrong nor how to make it right, but I promise that one day, at some point in our lives we'll be old and gray together and i'll be happy to call myself yours.

MINE

Wishing you were here to hold in my arms till morn.
You think you are not worth but it is I not worthy of your beauty and spirit.
The pulling nature of your eyes are spiraling my heart and mind, melding them with yours.
Those beautiful blue oceans to lose myself in for days on end.
Your soft beautiful skin to hold and caress.
So fragile I am afraid to break your heart and soul, I gentle my touch.
To see you smile makes me exstactic.
I want to take care of you and show you the world isnt as dark as it seems.
Your light only makes mine burn brighter, to show you your beauty and the beauty of this world is a war I am determined to win.

The One I Love

My friend, my healer, the one I love.
I wish i could show you exactly how much you mean to me.
One day my dream may come true, until than I shall live in this dream state, waiting to wake up to bliss and eternal happiness.
My soul mate, My other half, The one I love.

Blind

I want you to be mine, but you don't see it, to feel this is killing me.
My heart and mind always at war.
To have you as my own would be my ultimate dream, you are a never ending golden day.
Until your voice fills my ears, and your beauty fills my mind, I am in utter agony. Without you I live in a dismal existence.

It Hurts

My arm really hurts today. It hasn't hurt like this in quite awhile.


To Explain:

Earlier this year in February I was involved in a work related accident, a Forklift broke and part of it fell on my left arm  pinning it to a concrete Ballast. It also gave me quite a good wound on my head.

I had to get 11 stitches in my arm and 4 staples in my head.

I began physical therapy late February and also started my light duty work in the office as well.

At first I couldn't move my arm more than half bent and no movement in my hand.

now i have almost full range in my hand. but complete range in my arm. half my arm and all my hand is still numb though.
I am doing home therapy at this point and see the doctor every couple of months due to the slow recover of certain parts of my hand.

I still have soreness and pains in my arm and hand.
The muscle in my arm has somewhat rebuilt but is having trouble going past the scar, which is mid arm so i have a bulb below my elbow and is skinny to my hand.

It has been an interesting ride. 

I'm Sorry

Some men can't hack it. It's funny when a woman can do a hard, laborous job better than a man.
It's even more funny when men think women aren't equals.
Doomahss

Trapped in my Mind

This morning i wrote a very long and extensive story about the inner workings of my mind. 
The train isn't the best place to write such a thing because if you select all and the train decides to suddenly stop and it makes you accidentally delete everything, you are screwed. 

There is no undo button.

So that will just have to stay in my mind. 

As always Trapped in my Mind.

Dreams.

Cougars, and assholes.

It wasnt enough.

Facebook is for complaining. Twitter is good for porn. At least here I can talk and not worry if anyone reads it or not. Let the ranting and raving begin!

-Angry monkey.

Running late

Plan your trip accordingly.