Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
The Other Gods
Another day in heaven. Not one thing wrong, all the things in universe were working perfectly together, not one thing wrong at all. Except a conflict between two people. Well, not really people, they weren’t like you or me. They were a little more important, a little more major then you or me; they weren’t people at all, they were Gods.
Some of the most important Gods too. Zeus and Ares were arguing over one of the most argued matters even before Zeus over threw the titans. The idea of creating more Gods and Goddess.
“I’M TELLING YOU ZEUS THIS IS A HORRIBLE IDEA!” Ares was filled with rage, his voice echoed through the entire earth, but it only sounded like thunder to the people. “THE LAST GODS WERE HORRIBLE! ALL THEY DID IS SIT AROUND AND DO NOTHING BUT GET THE THINGS THEY WANTED!”
“Well maybe these will be a lot better off!” Zeus was a considerable amount calmer then Ares. “Especially if you teach them Ares! They never did pay attention to me, but maybe they will pay attention you!” Zeus didn’t seem to understand what Ares was saying. “Besides what was the worst thing those Gods did wrong?”
Ares just stared at Zeus for several seconds before saying, “Well let’s see, the God of Jokes you created told the people to build ‘a magnificent temple ten stories to honor your God’s name!’ Then after fifteen years of construction on those poor people’s part, he said good job! Then he knocked it all down and laughed, then turned all of their live stock pink and green!”
Zeus laughed and said, sitting down in his huge throne, “So? It was pretty funny you have to admit that!”
Ares could not believe what he was hearing; and the fact that it was coming out of Zeus mouth made the entire thing worst! Ares hesitated and said, “Lord Zeus, do you honestly think that these Gods will be any better?”
There was no hesitation on Zeus part when he said, “Well they might be better.”
“EXACTLY!” Ares shouted, and it vibrated the entire earth. “THEY MIGHT BE BETTER! THEY MAY ONLY MIGHT BE BETTER! DO YOU SEE WHAT I AM SAYING ZEUS?”
“Well they would be better if you taught them!” Zeus smiled and smiled at Ares. But it wasn’t really a pleasant smile. It was a smile that said, you’re going to do this rather you like or not .
“But—“Ares started to argue, but he stopped. He knew if he continued to argue, Zeus would do something unspeakable. “Very well.” Ares sighed.
“Great! I’ll create them tomorrow!” Zeus smiled, staring at Ares.
Ares knew what Zeus was going to ask next. He knew the answer Zeus wanted to hear. But Ares really didn’t want to answer them. But he had to otherwise he could be in deep trouble.
“Now,” Zeus said happily, “What Gods do you think I should create? Maybe another god of jokes . . . those tend to be really funny. What do you think Ares?”
“NO!” Ares shouted with anger. “WE DO NOT NEED ANOTHER ONE OF THOSE!”
“Why not?” Zeus asked Ares; shooting him an expression that said, I am going to do it anyway.
Ares knew Zeus would do it anyway but he just had to say, “Remember what I told you what the last one did to those people?”
“So?” Zeus frowned. “Well I’m going to do it anyway.”
“Yes Zeus.” Ares said, walking out of the room.
“But before you go, Ares, what other gods do you think I should create?”
“That’s completely up to you Zeus.” Ares glared; but Zeus couldn’t see it.
“Alright then.” Zeus said happily.
When Ares was walking down the stone hall, he thought to himself, “how about a god of stupidity? That would be your one and true god . . .”
Friday, November 5, 2010
The Walking man
Jack’s dream started out with him and Annie still alive, but then it faded into blackness, then a man’s face formed and started saying this:
“His eyes are a cold dark green, his hair as dark as the night sky, his skin is as pale as snow. What he wanted was really unknown; all the people knew was that he was human, but now, he’s something else. He is something not even all of the scientists in the world could even start to explain.
No one knows where he came from. But they see him every day, and all they see him do, day or night, is walking.
Some say that he’s looking for a lost loved one. Some say that he’s looking for a treasure that doesn’t exist anymore. Some say he’s a lost soul, just looking for a way off of this dreadful planet. But others say that he’s much more than any of those things. The others say that he is an evil being. A demon, or even the devil.
But the truth is, no one really knows what he is.
But where he is right now, is right outside your house . . . watching you Jack Hempton. HE WANTS YOU DEAD, AND SO DO I!”
Jack woke up, breathing heavily, and sweating.
“It was just a dream, it was just a dream.” Jack kept telling himself until he calmed down. Jack looked around his pitch black room, nervously. He almost fell asleep, until he heard a loud screeching sound, outside his house. He looked out his window, a shadow went by it, and when it passed, the window was completely frosted.
Jack immediately jumped out of bed and through his house he ran, and out the door. He looked around, but all he saw were three things, this “Walking Man” wasn’t running he was standing about 3 feet into the moonlight forest, there were scratches all over the front of his house, and the third thing was something he couldn’t believe, words were carved into a tree that said, “your turn . . .”
“My turn? What—“Jack turned around and he saw the man standing there, with an unfriendly grin on his face. “What do you—“before Jack could finish that sentence he was being pressed up against wall.
“Hello, Jack.” The Man said in a voice that seemed to echo coldly through Jack’s heart.
Jack was suddenly on the ground. He started to feel like he was on fire; and he couldn’t move. Then he felt like he was drowning. Then it just stopped, he could move he could breath, but he smelted something, like smoke nearby.
He turned his over to his right, nothing. He turned his head to his left, he couldn’t believe it; his neighbors house was completely up in flames. His first instinct was to get up and call the fire department, but they went race down the road, and started spraying water on the flames, which didn’t seem to make the flames go down at all.
Then Jack heard a voice it wasn’t one of horror, or of sorrow, but it was, “Those people should know by now, they can’t stop me . . .”
Jack couldn’t believe what he just heard. Who would say such a thing? But then Jack realized, it wasn’t anyone nearby. It was the same voice that said, “Hello Jack.”
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
It was dead, more dead than anything anyone on the First Generation expected, the heat was piercing through their suits, but the air was as adequate as earth has. The soil was red, and made of mostly clay and other substances. Most of the First Generation went back inside, to cool off, or to rest after their long trip. Few remained outside.
Captain J. Hammer smiled and asked, “One hundred years of Terraforming, one billion dollars, for this?” He was staring out in the dead Martian desert.
“I suppose so. . .” Dr. Jim responded; he was one of the many scientists they had with them.
“They question is--” the captain stopped “--why?”
“Because we could.” Dr. Jim said, him too staring out into the Martian desert.
“Well that’s an idiotic reason,” said one of the crew members who only heard a small part of the conversation, “I mean ‘Because we could’ isn’t a good reason at all! It’s the worst reason to terraform a planet! We’ve all ready terraformed the moon for goodness sake!”
“I know,” the captain said, “but it wasn’t up to us. It was International Space Agency idea! Not ours! Believe me if it was up to me, I would of stayed on the moon! It’s closer to home, and warmer.” The captain said angrily.
“Yes, it is idiotic, but it’s a step closer to getting out of the solar system.” Dr. Jim shot back the Captain.
“Don’t you have duties to attend to, Doctor?” The captain said stared at Dr. Jim
“Yes,” the scientist started to walk off then stopped and said to the captain without looking at him, “don’t you, captain?”
The captain was getting irritated, and said glaring his eyes, “Yes, yes I do.”
The both walked into the same direction, without looking at each other.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
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Saturday, June 5, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Part 1: the shape of time.
Most people think that time is a series of happenings that effect our lives; others may think it’s just all one big straight line that we can do whatever we want to with. . . but it’s so much more.
Time is fragile you do one thing and another happens. That event is often called the butterfly effect. For example; you step on a butterfly and the computer was never even invented! But here’s a better example:
You throw a stone about a yard then you walk away. But a little while later, someone trips on that stone and they ask themselves: “Hmm what if I . . .” And that may lead to the invention of the first safe, and drivable hover car. But it may also lead to the end of the world!
The actual shape of time is far more complicated. It’s not just one big straight line (which many people think it is). It’s more like a tree. The butterfly effect is the thing in the tree that help the trees cells multiply; the set of chemical reactions may represent the people and what they do. But everything they do sets off the “chemicals” to force the cell to go through mitoses. And that clone, or copy of the cell is another universe or time line; not exactly parallel to its original producer but it’s not exactly an exact copy of its producer. So speaking that way about time, the copy of the original producer has some similar features but it’s not completely alike.
So time is more of an ever growing tree. But then again . . . it’s not like time will go on forever. Almost all trees have their end. But then again time may go on forever, just there will be one difference, man and women kind may not be in it anymore.
Because war is tearing all human kind apart. It’s wiping us out. So if we ever get wiped out, there will be no one to continue to make the cells multiply anymore. And the tree will stop growing. And the very tip top of the tree will be the end of time. The animals will not continue because they have their own way of life, and their version of life is a whole different tree. The only reason we can see, feel, and touch them is because we are co-existing with them. So they’ll probably live on, but we wont.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
You're about to learn about my family's "favorite" Squirrel.
Big, fat, stupid and a squirrel!
“That’s Bruno in a nut shell,” as my brother Joseph says. And he would know because he’s the one who runs out there and shoots him with the BB gun almost every morning.
Bruno is the stupidest squirrel we have (no we don’t keep them as pets), yes there are others. Here’s one of Bruno’s stupidest moments:
There were a bunch of squirrels out in the front yard and Joe saw them so he ran out there with the BB gun. All of them ran off, except for one . . . guess who? Yep it’s the squirrel we all know and love. Bruno.
Bruno also has some little friends; Charley, and Larry. Altogether we all refer to as the three stooges. One stupider then the other. Charley is the newest “addition” to the stooges; Charley only came along about three or four days ago. And Larry is the second newest “addition”. But Bruno is the first.
Bruno came along shortly after we hung the bird feeder. I’m pretty sure I know what Bruno was thinking when he saw them. It was probably something like this:
“Ok now I start my new diet of just acorns and no more bird seed!”
But when he saw our feeders: “Mm those look pretty tasty, maybe one little piece won’t hurt.” But when he took that one little piece: “Mm those are tasty, yes?” And it pretty much went from there. Then he told his other little squirrel friends about this heavenly food. Then they started coming, so . . . that’s probably how it got started.
We hope one day our cat Zoe will make Bruno just “disappear” and never come back again.
I do not currently have any photos of Bruno or his friends. But once I do, you’ll see what we mean by “the three stooges”. Especially Bruno.
Friday, February 5, 2010
The conscientious objector
Desmond T. Doss, great man, great Christian, possibly the greatest war hero ever. But the thing about him was: he never used, or touched a gun in his life. Well except for one time . . . when he was a child.
One time Desmond’s uncle was over for a visit. But Desmond’s dad and uncle got very drunk, and then they got in a big fight with each other (the sad thing was: no one knew what the fight was about). After a lot of fighting Desmond’s dad pulled out a gun and was ready to shoot Desmond’s uncle.
But suddenly Desmond’s mom jumped in-between them and took the gun and said to Desmond: “Go hide this so your father won’t get in trouble!”
Then Desmond was off, with the gun in his hand. Then he buried it then came running back, but it was too late the cops had put hand cuffs on Desmond’s dad threw him in the truck then drove away; taking Desmond’s dad to jail. For then on Desmond swore he would never touch or use a gun again.
When Desmond voluntarily joined the Army in April 1942 he got shipped to Boot camp where he underwent serious training and criticism. People were making fun of him because he was praying at his bed, and they were saying other mean things to him too.
At one point he asked for Saturday off because he was a Seven-day Adventist. Though he did get a lot of heat, they did give him Saturday off. But when it Sunday they gave Desmond all the nastiest jobs.
Then he got shipped to another Boot camp in the desert. Where a lot of people ran off and were never seen again, and that meant they probably died. Then they got news that the entire 77th division (that what was the division Desmond was in) was shipping to an island near Japan called Okinawa. Then Desmond got news that his brother was joining the Navy, and this would be the last chance to see his brother that he hadn’t seen in many years for a couple years. So he went to get his papers so he could go see his brother for a week then come back. But when he got there he ran into Captain Cunningham (who he had met before in the Boot camp in the desert). Another thing that happened was: while Desmond was tying a rope, he made a little discovery that was an accident; but is still being used to this day: a double knot rope.
There was little dialog between them but here basically what happened: “Hello.” Desmond said to Cunningham.
“I’m going to drop this gun on the floor and you better pick it up!”Cunningham said to Desmond. Then he dropped it on the floor but Desmond didn’t pick it up.
“I SAID I’M GOING TO DROP THIS GUN ON THE FLOOR AND YOU BETTER PICK IT UP!” So he dropped it on the floor again but Desmond still didn’t pick it up.
“I SAID –“
“Sir it says on his papers he’s a conscientious objector. His belief doesn’t allow him to use, or even touch a gun,” said a man you just stepped in the room.
“I DON’T CARE ABOUT HIS BELIEFS!” Then Cunningham picked up Desmond’s paper then tor them into pieces. And Desmond knew that he wouldn’t be seeing his brother for a long time. . .
Much later on Captain Cunningham sent one man to go check out a top of a hill, but he didn’t return. So he sent another one up, but they didn’t return. So he sent another man up, but they didn’t return either. So finally he sent Desmond and two other men up to go see what was happening. Turns out there were a lot of injured men up there. . . Desmond looked at it and thought: “I could put both of these around each of them for more safety and it make it easier to lower them down!” So Desmond put both of the knots around then lowered him down ,then another, then another, and so on. Finally after about 12 hours he got all of them down. The reason he got all of them down is because he knew the Japanese would torture any injured solider(s). One Japanese man reported that they saw Desmond and tried to shoot him but every time the trigger got jammed! In all he saved seventy-five men that day.
One time he was in his fox hole with the rest of his men, he saw a grenade heading straight for them! So he grabbed it jumped out of the hole but the grenade blew up, and did serious damaged his legs. He didn’t call for any help though, he just waited for the litter bearers to reach him and take him to cover. But when Desmond saw another injured man so he crawled off the litter and over to that man and directed the bearers to give attention to him. But then Desmond was hit a sniper bullet while being carried off the field by a comrade. Then he crawled the rest of the way to the aid stations.
The saddest thing for him was not that he got hurt but that he lost his Bible that day. But the word got out that he lost it, so all the 77th division went back to the battle ground and there they found Desmond’s bible. Then they immediately sent it back to Desmond which made Desmond very happy.
A few days later Desmond got word that he was being sent back home, but there was an award ceremony being held for him and a few other men.
So when he got to the ceremony President Truman gave him the Metal of Honor, and Truman said to Desmond: “This is a greater honor then being president!”
For you who want to know what he looked like at that time, he looked like this:
Monday, January 25, 2010
“Good bye!” I said when my mom and my three brothers, Daniel, Joseph, and Jeremiah, left to go to a Christian concert called: W.O.W (Weekend Of Worship). I was alone, except for my dad.
“Goodbye!” That word echoed in my head; and made me think.
It made me think of what if I didn’t have to say good bye. What if I had no siblings, if I was an only child . . .
What would my life be like? Who would I talk to? What would I do when I couldn’t see my friends for long periods of time?
But wait! No one would annoy me; no one would keep me up at night complaining about how they haven’t seen friends for month and months! I wouldn’t have to hear my two older brothers fighting about: “THAT’S MY HAIR GEL!” or, “STOP WEARING MY CLOTHES!” Oh joyous day no more complaining, or fighting! Oh happy day! Oooooohhhhh happy day!
But then again I do have good days with my brothers! Like sometimes we do joke around, and play games (Although most of the time the games don’t have plot. And when they do it’s usually not very realistic or creative). It’s not like we whack each other in the head with metal poles! Though we use to whack each other with sticks when we were little though, and throw rocks too. But we also defend each other against bullies from time to time.
When they came home I was glad to see them! Sure, I know all those types of things will start up again. But I really don’t want to be an only child. Like I said before I do have good days with my brothers and those make up for the bad ones.
Besides who would I annoy if I didn’t have any brothers?
Thursday, January 21, 2010
8 things about Sam
8 TV shows I watch
1. The Simpsons
2. House (When my mom lets me watch it.)
3. Heroes (But sometimes it get boring, and weird)
4. Football (Occasionally)
5. Animal Planet
6. Ghost Hunters
7. Myth busters
8. Spongebob Squarepants (Although sometime it just kind of weird)
8 favorite places to eat and drink
3. Pizza hut
4. Taco bell
6. Burger king(Occasionally, but definitely not all the time.)
7. Apple Bee’s (Although I’ve only been there once!)
8. Mexican restaurants
8 things I look forward to:
3.Hanging out with friends
8 things I love about winter:
1.Cold(Believe it or not. I like the cold)
3. The thing way it makes everything look
4. Hot chocolate
5. When there’s no school because too much ice or snow
6. Apple cider
7. No school!
8 things on my wish list:
1. Move to Montana
2. Visit Russia
3. Visit Africa
4. Go to Stonehenge
5. Go to Niagara Falls
6. Run for governor, or president
7. Climb Mt. Everest
8. Cure Tomato Blight(The tomato disease)
8 things I am passionate about
8 things I have learned from the past
1. To be polite.
2.To do good or karma will work its ways.
3. To trust your instinct(s).
4. Don’t judge a book by its cover.
5. Don’t stereo type. (Like saying all French people are rude.)
6. Don’t take more than you can eat. (…I have a short story about that…)
7....Hmm, let me think.
8. Be quiet when other people are talking. (Though that’s kind of hard for me.)
8 things I want/need (Oh you shouldn’t of put this on here…)
1. Race car!
2. Bigger room!(I actually need this one!)
3. A pet lion, or wolf
4. Space ship!
5.100 gallon fish tank
6. An island
7. Salt water fish
8. A giant house
8 people I want to tag
The Frog Prince
Monday, January 18, 2010
Haiti is an island located south of Florida, and east of the Gulf of Mexico with a population of about nine million. It was a third world country for quite a while. Until recently it has slowly been "crawling" out of being a third world country; which is very good!
A certain "incident" has happened that did indeed kill at least 10,000 people; and it might even be more…
"What?" you might ask.
The thing that did happen was an earthquake. 7.0 to be exact.
Bodies, bodies everywhere, and not enough places to bury them. That may seem a little harsh, or even sick! But it is the truth. (Unfortunately)
"So what? At least it is not me!" Someone may say.
You don't get it, do you? Thousands of people died, and all you can say is "So what?' And "at least it is not me!" They do have a special place in hell for people like you! (And for little boys who don't hug their mothers; of course!)
Stop, just stop right there!
Stop being so self centered, and stop being a jerk!
"But- I'm not being a jerk or self centered! I'm just glad that I'm still alive!"
Oh sure because it wasn't you, and your still alive that makes everything alright?
Just because you're alright does not mean the rest of the world is alright!
Especially Haiti! Their suffering the most right now!
Yes very much so! In fact there are rumors of there being riots in some cities.
"Is there any one over there taking care of those people?"
Yes, actually! Doctors, and nurses, and a few other people.
"Is there any way I can help?"
Yes there are organizations out there helping out! You can donate money, food, clothes, and even a few toys for the children! Here are some of the links and locations: