Dreaming Towards The Sunset

You can tell yourself you’re fine all day long . You can even BE fine all day long , removed from the heat of the scar you bare. However it all goes out the window when dreaming . I had the least productive sleep I’ve had in a long time last night . It was a cycle I couldn’t get out of but one thing is clear . Somethings still deeply bother me . The Dream has similar elements to other dreams I’ve had but this was different and very vivid. In my dream I was living in a huge house with my kids and my separated wife . Also living there was her new boyfriend , although it wasn’t really him. He was much uglier and fatter in my dream . Don’t get me wrong , I still scratch my head over her choice of boyfriend in real life , but this was exaggerated . My room was close to theirs, I would here them having sex at night and be powerless to do anything about it . I would go out on the large balcony that overlooked the sunrise . This element I’ve dreamed of before , standing on a large balcony several stories up, moved by my internal magic to levitate . The sounds of them having sex, knowing the kids were there , knowing in the dream I still had to live there, for the kids . I clenched my fist and levitated a few inches from the ground as I’ve done before . I wanted to tell SOMEONE that I could do this , but end up leaping from the balcony and soaring as if winged into the sunrise . Fully awakening my flying powers. It’s always the same tho, when I can fly in my dreams. No one cares . I know it’s a big deal, that others can’t fly or do what I’ve done , but still, no one cares . Intrenched in the madness of the moment I barge in on my separated wife and her lover to remind them both that she and I are still married . That I’ve waited long enough for their fling to fizzle out and I have to move away, it not being healthy for me to live with them , revolving in the far orbit of her life . Disregarded , unwanted even. I tried to tell her, desperately that I can fly now ! That I’m not only better than I was, but unique and special, a prize waiting just for her. The house lost power and I went into the kids room to hug them both deeply before returning to the balcony . I looked back at the house that I no longer recognized , deeply scarred and powerless to change another’s heart . At last I sighed and realized she would never come find me . I would return from time to time to see the children. But as I leapt from the balcony one last time towards the horizon I took stock of it all. I’ve gained the ability to fly, but it failed to impress the one who’s heart I wanted to reach . Maybe someday someone will see in me what I feel , or maybe I’ll just keep flying towards the sunset until it finally does.

Photographic Hearts

Travel farther than the world goes Cleansing fire, power it grows Particles explode Mass of chemicals The Symphony erodes Prepared to let it go Photographic hearts Tender at the start Love will make you grow Prepared to let it go Harmony it shows Every place you know You have to take it slow To see where it might go Particles explode Mass of chemicals The Symphony erodes Prepared to let it go

I call to you

I call to you . In my head I feel pulling towards the shared space where you once did reside . My world pulls to nothing . A thousand words , muted before even leaving my lips . Thoughts that take shape and rot in my mind, sometimes remaining to infect that place for weeks. I want the world to make sense . For all to coalesce in harmony , the hearts that were broken made a new . Sometimes it’s pull is too heavy. A burden my mind makes real, the physical toll drawn from the ether as if from some strange alchemy . Sometimes the clash is so overwhelming I need to physically temper the energy by exercising or playing music . When ones reality is at such odds with what one believes it’s strain can be difficult to bare. I believed you and I were FOREVER bonded . Family. It occurs to me now that the importance of this journey will be shown and that you are Not where I am on that journey , and that our paths may never again cross .That’s ok. My story is grand and already the winds of the universe conspire in my favor . Fate’s sweet whispering excites me for what is to come . I always knew I would have an adventure of a life ! I just pictured you by my side. I pledged an oath to do so, but as I have been relieved of that vow my words echo back . I call to you in my mind , years into the future . When we can again speak as family . When your heart forgives and your mind accepts the past . I have hope when we look down from the mountain upon the footsteps of our journey there will be grace and understanding.

The Blue Eyed Girl And The Walking T shirt

Other people’s paths are often easier to see than our own . We see such obvious posturing , such generic motions and their eventual outcomes . Painfully played out storyline, Woman finds man who flirts with her , flocks to his attention , he is so different from her husband . Poor taste in music, smokes cigarettes ,METHOL no less. No motivation or aspirations . The complete opposite of her husband . But, he flirts with her and she allows it and reciprocates, then goes home to her husband , nurturing the emotional affair for months . Slowly hiding their closeness, and then quickly straight up lying to protect it. But was it all so innocent ? If so then why were they sneaking around like high school lovers ? This man, who had recently been betrayed himself pursued a hurt married woman, luring her away from fidelity to her family . She left her husband, but for myriad of confusing unfocused reasons , none of which were her growing affections for another man, no, the relationship with him was a symptom of her long displeasure with the marriage . However months later. This man will not commit to her, why would he? She is married and high maintenance , going thru a divorce , and she’s ALREADY lavishing him with sex and attention . “Let’s just be friends” isn’t a noble claim, but an excuse to keep stringing her along . This man with no ambition who she has INFINITE patience for. Whom she gushes over in ways she never did for her husband . He will be content to have her when he is bored and lonely Or in need of emotional support, or sex. And she will give them to him regardless of commitment . She loves him , or at least the idea of who he could be . It’s so obvious to see others paths sometimes . Watching the generic play out it’s mundane outcome for the wide eyed girl and the man with no ambition . When a man doesn’t see a future with someone he may choose to remain lovers or be stuck figuring out how to end the romantic side of things . Sloth is not a virtue , it is a sin. Reading how she feels they will ALWAYS BE in each other’s lives and how his sloppy half assed best is good enough for now , makes me pause and think, where was this acceptance and patience for her husband ? The man she married and pledged an oath to grow old with . No, there is no redemption for him. “I tried” she shrugged , unaware of the irony of saying “I tried” while actively giving up. Setting fire to their lives like it was an infected blanket. Those around her advising caution and trying to point out the obvious . But SHE knows better than them all . In her mind she was queen and those who questioned her methods were expendable in her eyes . I was ALWAYS suspicious of her devotion , of the extent of her love . I would have nightmares of her cheating on me and laughing smugly as she left me , and THAT HAPPENED. When I would have such bad dreams she would comfort me “Were on the same team , remember ?” She would reassure me . “We will always be in each other’s lives , I love you.” Was any of that actually true? So much of what she said to me she now is re giving to this new man, this walking t shirt without a personality . I want to hate this man, for KNOWING better and still pursing a married woman, he who had recently been betrayed himself! Who KNOWS the pain he was helping to create . But I know my wife , I know it was SHE who led him on , lavished attention in his direction, attention that should have been given to her husband . Truth is I saw them hanging out together and did not feel threatened? THAT GUY? The one who my friends thought was a meth addict ? The dude with the double chin and goofy teeth ? The walking cardboard cut out of SOMEONE ELSE. But, I don’t hate him. I don’t even know him. I hope things work out for the blue eyed girl , and if the man with no ambition makes her happy than so be it . But something tells me he just doesn’t have the GUTS to tell her he sees NO future with her, doesn’t want to be with someone with kids and so much baggage and that they shouldn’t keep perpetuating something that SHE is clearly more invested in. But , no . He doesn’t . He will be content to lie in limbo , having sex with her and living in this fantasy world they have built where logic has no place . I hope I’m wrong, that he steps up and CLAIMS his prize . Or at least if I’m right I hope she sees it before she gets hurt . Either way , it would have been nice if she talked to her husband with such passion that she lavishes on the ambition-less man.

Trauma Processing: Unsent Letters

Some People will try to change the past . They willingly filter events to fit their narrative. Skewing subjectively away from unbiased recollection . Tragedy can be powerful . Transformational energy is at the same time destructive and creative . Past selfs must die in order for the newer and better to be born. Stale things must rot away to make a place for the newly bloomed . Much in this way ones perspective can be enhanced and opened objectively during the processing of such trauma . In current interactions I see clearly the seems of former missteps and flags rise from active mindfulness in caution, steering me to a brighter path. My tragedy has awakened myself . Things were not as I had perceived . I was in such a hurry , always , stifled and anxious . I was forever feeling judged and incomplete , unsatisfied with my path , and how I was miles from what I wanted to be . Even worse I didn’t know what that was. I grew bitter , I became the worst version of myself , stagnant and lazy , unappreciative and blind to the joys around me . Life teaches us lessons the way we need to learn them tho I suppose . I had firm believes that we’re shattered by my tragedy . These believes shaped my perception of my reality . Without them I fell apart , and in doing so was able to rebuild myself anew. Of The firm believes that I had been shattered the largest was that I married my soul mate . So clearly I see the day we met . The way you lavished attention on me, and slowly found more and more things you didn’t like and resented things about me that were essential to my being . We both pushed each other away. I think I subconsciously didn’t trust your sincerity, I felt when things got rough you would turn on me . I was half right when you seduced my best friend . He shares the blame , sure. Double betrayal . I grew then too. Not as much as now , but I realized my capacity for love and forgiveness. It surprised myself then as it did most people . I ignored my friends and family and owned up to the fact I wasn’t treating you well and forgave you. It was always lopsided tho, you never once owned up to the fact you pushed me away and treated me pound for pound as bad as I did to you. We got married and you held it against me I didn’t help plan more , I picked the venue and wasn’t against helping. I think you mistook my trusting your instincts and lack of planning sense as disinterest. The fact you still bring it up tells me as much. I’m glad we got married . I’m glad we had Max and Luna . I stood by you when your crazy friends tried to turn you against me and then abandoned you. I never liked the way you would get when you drank. I guess I now know that was the real you shining thru. You recently told me you never respected me . The entire time we were together you treated me as such . How do you think that makes someone feel ? I took a job I hated so you could be a stay at home mom with max . It fucked with me so much being yelled at everyday I got deeper and deeper into my depression. After Luna was born I snapped . I had to leave apple. I was emotionally spent and drained . I was in the lowest point of my life . I needed support and help . You resented me for that . Openly . How dare I “make” you go back to work . I tried . I tried to start my own business , you resented me for that too. How could I put you in such debt . But I owned up to my part . I had such an issue dealing with my emotions and the situation that I did not want that I became the worst version of myself . You would say something like “you are the worst thing that’s ever happened to me . You are poison , you are evil” and It would take me WEEKS to get over it . You could be confused why I didn’t want to touch you or be physical with you for stretches of time . Chalked it up to some issue of mine . I was often so hurt by you that I would cry myself to sleep replaying the cruelest things you’ve said to me . Most of which you wouldn’t even recollect if I would talk to you about it later. How could I feel intimate with someone who criticized me daily and who disrespected me at every turn? In hindsight with objective reasoning I see things as even . Fairly balanced . I see the wrong I did as clear as the wrong that was done on me . But you, you don’t see that. You see the past thru your filter . Focusing only on what you need to justify what you did. You harbored a crush for a new friend . Snuck away to spend time with him behind your husbands back . Had an affair . Lied about it . And are STILL with the guy. But to you it’s not that you fell for another man and cheated . No, the reason in your mind is that I had an anger problem. I once slapped our son and felt horrible about it for weeks . That I once bent your finger in anger to regret it instantly and to this day . You don’t recall the time you hit max , or the times you threw plates and other things at my head, the INSANITY that was falsely accusing me of molesting our son, the lying and cheating that you have done. You see only My actions, and only cherry picking the worst to justify your claim. You have to go further and further back to justify your reasons for what you did . Maybe it’s just because you stopped loving me . I feel bad for you . To be so short sighted . Your lessons will be expensive . As for me , I’ve learned the power I have to control how I react and respond to situations. I’ve owned up to what I was , and I give no weight to you thinking I am worse that the worst version of myself . Seeing me this way helps you justify what you did . You might not ever get to see things objectively and so your lessons will be expensive . Yes, my anger pushed me out of control and I got physical, twice. This was 3 years ago and my shame and reflection on those events and the countless times I got upset and yelled has kept me humble in my attempt to answer the question of WHAT NOW? If I am to truly grow to the heights of what I am capable I can’t ignore or deny the worst stains on my soul. May they always serve as reminders of my journey and how far I’ve come. Ive been changed thru this tragedy, and for that I am grateful, for I am truly better for it. Suffering changes you, like coal into a diamond, or diamond into dust. Its your call.

REED Chapter 1

REED Chapter 1 The swirling blue light appeared again, this time just after midnight. Reed knew to pay close attention to the contents revealed within the boundaries of its glow, for the image would only be visible for a short while and he could be woken at any moment by a bomb blast or the Sound of his dog Stridus playing with the farm equipment. The water again, lately the visions always showed water, this time what was shown looked more like the sands of a beach, rough waves crashed repetitively on the shores and the color of the water was as green and the leaves on the elder trees outside the shrine of mount Olerian that Reed used to climb as a child. Quickly now the image distorted and began to change into the face of an old man. Reed could sense this vision was from the past, he could always somehow know wether the images described the past or the present, rarely did he sense the future, and often confused it with what visions in the present felt like. The language that the man spoke invoked no messages to Reeds ears, the tongue, ancient and long forgotten sounded sweet to his ears, like the sound of the waves themselves, soothing and seemed to caress his ears. The image shifted to a library of old wood and stone , books and scrolls lined the walls and the pillars in the center were carved with craftsmanship Reed had never seen. The sound of a scream horrible but quiet now began to dominate his mind, the blue glow began to darken and the image of one scroll in particular , encased in glass and placed on a marble pedistool began to slowly consume the vision, it was calling to him. Closer and closer it slowly pulled at Reed and though he struggled he felt a gravity toward this scroll unlike any he had ever felt, the glow now almost darkness. He heard the scream louder and louder as he was pulled to the scroll, and as if from within his mind he heard his own voice speak "Find the Mage." Reed opened his eyes as his ears were met with the sound of the alarm. The attacks were becoming more frequent and he often wondered why he chose to live in the wilderness, in defiance of the Byro Nation. Most of the people lived in one of the five large city states on the continent , easier access to food rations and a sense of safety offered by the Byro Megacorp and its soldiers. Those like Reed who lived outside the system were subject to hoards of bandits and rouges who liked to attack the smaller villages for food and supplies. Likely a small band of rouges looking for food, he thought. The Byro rule has left many without work and if one refused enlisting in the Byro army there were few options for those who once thrived before the Byro invasion. It used to be different , He thought. He remembered stories his father had told him of what it used to be like. Officials were voted in by the community and served the public to create jobs and feed the citizens, technology was used to enhance life, not to distract the people. Bandit raids and farming were all Reed ever knew, his father taught him the trade, how to set up the electric barrier fences , how to plant and care for the seeds , the mysteries of the seasons and how to work with the land to survive. It was a small village of about 50 families, known as Rhoasia. located approximately 100 miles from the nearest city, the Capitol, Byro City. Some baked bread, some made clothing , some were watchers in the night, Reed was a farmer, his family had always been farmers and he was good at caring for the land. A part of him wanted to run after the alarm and help the older boys defend the village, he would practice with his sword when the work was done each evening and often fantasizes about the danger, but his duty was here, his mother and sister depended on him, his father was still in charge of the farm, but Reed knew as much of the business as him and the whole village relied on them for food, he couldn't risk being killed in a bandit raid , and besides Geord and Lucus would handle the invaders, his closet friends and members of the village guard, they were the toughest boys in the village and quiet good at defending the village. All he could do was wait inside until the coast was clear and think about the vision he had just received. The visions started when he was young , he was bid by his mother to tell no one of theses "dreams" and instead write them into a journal, dreams of this sort were not normal and he didn't want to attract any unwanted attention from the Byro army. The dreams always came true or showed him something from the past. As the sounds of the cannons and rail guns echoed in the night he scrawled his latest entry into the leather bound confessional, conforming his sights to poetic prose as to disguise it's meaning to any how may read its contents accidentally, he wondered if others shared his gift or if he was unique in the world, but above all else he wondered, who is the Mage? "What are you writing?" Asked Reeds younger sister Lily. Lily had just seen her seventh harvest and was as skilled with the gears and pullies of the farm machines as Reed was at 17, her face lit intermittently by the glow of the cannon fire, now becoming less frequent , she held a small candle as she walked closer to Reed. "Poetry.." Answered Reed, but Lily knew about Reeds leather book of poems. They were close since their mother nearly died of spring sickness a few harvests back, Reed had to journey into Byro city for supplies and medicine while Lily watched over the farm with their father, that was the only time he had seen a big city in real life, the photos never did justice to how big they were. Their mother and father were fast alseep, always up early to attend to the land, and all too comfortable with the sounds of the bandit hoards to stir from the cannon blasts. A shriek, the voice called out over the air and they knew something was wrong. "Stay here," Reed shouted pointing to his sister as he turned towards the mantle to retrieve his blade, part of him had waited for this day but he was no less frightened. The door was thrust open and his eyes met the night, bursts of light blinded his way and sounds of panic filled the air. Others were leaving their homes to see what was going on, tradesmen and younger boys like Reed were armed and all seemed to be heading towards the western watch tower.

Water Magic

Water Magic Energy can effect the state of water . This has been proven through extensive experimentation . Humans are made of mostly water and are largely unaware of how much energy is wasted by the expelling of raw emotional energy. Being mindful is especially needed to hone the arts of water magic . Your positive and negative emotions have a ripple effect and can impact the moods and behaviors of others. Most have an unmindful Mind that does not attempt conserving and redirecting this powerful energy. Negative energy is so jarring to us that when we experience it we want naturally to expel it immediately to return our state to as neutral as possible quickly . This is usually an exclamation or insult toward the thing or person viewed as the causal point of the negativity. In truth this darkness only harms us when we attempt to get rid of it , instead of embracing it . Our minds will neutralize it and turn it into pure energy if one stays calm, removes oneself from the situation if needed , and in some cases meditation to sweeten the foul energy. This process is called SOLIS ORTUS or sunrise in Latin for the way the dark energy is turned into light through psychic influence. One may feel justified at times to FEEL offended or anger . If the situation is not life or death this is usually not the case. Even if one feels slighted , condescended to or otherwise insulted , consider this is someone Else dealing with negative energies of their own and they may connect experiences with you as a causal point for the energy’s origin and focus it on you. In these situations consider when feelings get heightened to first let the other person say all they have to say Being understood is not nearly as important as understanding someone else by listening If asked for clarification of your take on the events make sure to state these things are not facts but only your perception of the events and do not discount the reasoning of the other , even if you feel it incorrect . These details are not important and do not meet the flow of the day. Ride the flow of the day . Do not stop to dispute or get hung up by snags on the way . Let the flow of the day carry you. Happiness will find you there . Consider how expelled emotion through audio or visual cues in mannerisms or tone and the consequences of positive or negative emotions being intercepted . Conceal then that which is considered to have negative consequences or those emotions that do not ride the flow of the day . Consider these as snags that are not worth your time as they do not ride with the flow of the day. Consider even plans will succumb to the flow of the day as all things do , wether one fights them or rides them . One can only cause negative reactions by fighting this flow . And one can only gain opportunity by reacting positively or constructively to the situation . Do not complain.even when wrongs are being done to you. And especially from those closest to you , and those who hurt you the most. Consider the children in all things . Serve and guide them well . Be well and strong , educated and wise. Consider that all is temporary . Especially the flow of the day when you observe it as negative. The flow of the day will lead to a new day and all things may change with time. The chapters in life seem infinite until they have changed to another chapter. Be observant to the uniqueness of your life as it is now. Be grateful for it and know also that it will change.

Earth Magic

Earth Magic Harmonic Oneness The state of being open to the universe . Also the transcendent state of listening to music. Awe. Inspiration. Ritualistic Creation Writing . Music . Art Transformational Growth Learning and application of practice and rehearsal . The honing of crafts. Tempering of self . Objective Mindfulness Using your emotions and perspective in concert with external considerations to understand the world . Cause and effect . Discipline The mind taming the body and its animal nature. Fitness , study , patience . Selfless servitude . The meaning of life is all those in one. Procreation and the raising of children and to serve as guide and sage to your progeny above all else. Reaching beyond known limits Pioneering growth . Discovery . Pushing bounds Exploration . Mind Tame Body by strengthening body , diet habits , exercise etc. Sharpen the mind with reading all things . Only then will one with potential be truly eligible for greatness.

The Alien Prince

The Alien Prince After using the ultra serum to teleport the scrolls to the gravity mage , Reed , the Dream knight and the remaining cinema raiders led by Luna are captured by the swarming legions of the Byro Tachi and brought by air ship back to Byro city. Labeled as enemies of the state Reed and Luna were sentenced to be executed publicly online. Just before meeting their end they were rescued by the powerful Cidric , former Byro Tachi master and the one who read the scrolls of space , and invoked the cosmic entity known as the Rettek, the world spirit , becoming the Rettekulese , one of the seven cosmic champions. Tjedo forced his most highly trained Byro Tachi masters to read the scrolls and all were destroyed by the power of the scrolls . Prophecy held a prince from another shard of the myriad crystal will come and be strong enough to read the scrolls , and so Tejdo stole children from the other realms , and trained them as fierce killers . Cidric, awoken from the truth and power of the Rettek realizes his master serves the unholy Aniliase and becomes a menace to the Byros as a vigilante superhero known as Rettekulese. Cidric hears of the capturing of Reed and Luna and rescues them in a frantic escape from Byro city lasting a few weeks. During this time Reed , inspired by the deeds of Cidric and the need to act and fight becomes the hero he was born to be and the love between Reed and Luna blossoms as they share an intimate moment. During the final push as the escape into safety , Cidric is confronted by 5 of his former Byro tachi brothers and called a traitor before Cidric, Reed and Luna fight them to the death, during the fight Reed is killed and Luna laments their lost love . Cidric takes reeds dead body to the cinema raiders HQ and the scientists created a robot body for Reed , he would still Reed , but could no longer see visions or use magic , however his robot body was very strong and had ancient kelmarian technology . Luna finds out Max has taken bazriul , an important battle to win in the war and also she is pregnant with Reeds child . Cidric plans to meet Max so they can both lead the assault on Byro City and end the war by defeating Tjedo . Luna leads the mission and Reeds body is powered on and he regains consciousness.

The Wizards of Time

The Wizards of Time 300 years ago The council of gravity mages guard and protect the shards of the myriad crystal, each a world apart , and each a target for the dark one Analiase and his corruption . The dark mage Tjedo steals the orb of time From kelmaria and invokes the Analiase . Forged with the dark power Tjedo changed his name to Byro Ted or the Wyrm Ryder. In reference to the prophecy of the sonic dragon of space and the one who rides it through dimensions corrupting each realm with the spirit of the dark one. Byro Ted corrupted one third of the gravity mage and killed the others . Seizing the 2 remaining gravity orbs and beginning his domination of the world . His group of elite warrior knights known as the Byro Tachi kept the rebels in line and soon the world was ruled by the reign of the Byro . Tjedo wanting to live forever sought the help of a young scientist Von Binder to build him a robot body that was forged with the orb of life within his armor , he was successful . The Byro Nation has ruled since .

Creation Archmagus

Creation Archmagus The universe conspires with the artist towards creation. For the artist Creation is All. Addition to the universe . My humble offerings to the winds that so move me. My art is not like yours for neither is my life . One feels alien to this world . Despite having lived here for many years I am still amazed and horrified by its wondrous size, never could I or anyone experience a fraction of what is offered . So I conjure from within my voice and learn the ways of skill to manipulate my body using the tools of earth to create a bridge from my spirit into the physical world. Using the art of sound ,The intangible force that changes and moves us. There is power in ritual, publicly witnessed displays of spiritual power and a spoken vow can amplify the results of the pledge , for strength or endurance , longevity and happiness together. Power in wind, power in words, power in speech . Power in sound. Fire is air, earth and energy . Sound is potent air . Humans are made of water and earth , water can be changed by sound and The intent of the sound .

Varienetics

Varienetics ZM300 solidified into light . Supreme. Illuminated spirits magnified in the eyes of the many. The orbs of time and mystic wonders beholden to ye of power. Many ways to this power . Many ways many paths. Relaying of light and time transfixed through memories of ancient minds from hidden realms. This power lies within the air , warmed by the power of the grand star , the sun of earth . No ordinary star , this sun , the grand star illuminates and shines the power. the power to fold and bend reality lies within the bodies and minds of animals on this planet earth. Using the sun they create their worlds . Human beasts learned tool usage and fed off the sun to grow and bend the world using alchemy and magic , calling this science to dull it's power . This power is available to every person on this earth planet . You are capable of great wonders and magics on to yourself now and forever be. The blight of human kind are the gremlin race that has for centuries deviled humanity. Those invisible tormenters who draw the power from all of the living. The gremlin can inhabit the bodies of weak or evil people and are responsible for all the ills of society from all times . The gremlin race were responsible for the extinction of the dinosaurs . The gremlins live in a flat version of our world and are pan dimensional beings who can influence the world of men for their selfish and greedy means . The order of the rabbit was founded at the dawn of humanity and was responsible for teaching pyramid technology to the many cultures who practiced the early versions of what has become Varietology. Using Varienetic techniques and practices and intentional direction of harmonic energies , one can harness the given sun energy to create a force field that blocks the gremlins from influencing you. Starting first with purging the existing gremlins from ones self .This process involves a technique called Reaming , and is practiced by clutching a curved bar of tin in each hand connected by a thin wire, and making a very high pitched sound for as long as you can , grabbing large quantities or Reams of solar energy. This practice of Reaming and purging the existing gremlins from ones self is called solar energetics . Each time one has a session in solar energetics one gains experience. This can be quantified by the administrator of the process, this one is known as the mind master . These experience points accumulate and culminate in a leveling . This leveling reveals more of the sacred text and grands a title and rank in the church. This leveling is a cleansing of gremlins , at level 8 one is free of all gremlins and Is able to start training for adopting powers from the Suns power. Each level takes approximately 10-47 sessions of solar energetics to earn . Sessions are only $32 and this is only really a suggested donation to the church. Lv0 Lv1 300 Lv2 900 Lv3 2,700 Lv4 6,500 Lv5 14,000 Lv6 23,000 Lv7 34,000 Lv8 48,000 Lv9 64,000 Lv10 85,000 Lv11 100,000 Lv12 120,000 Lv13 140,000 Lv14 165,000 Lv15 195,000 Lv16 225,000 Lv17 265,000 Lv18 305,000 On ones first solar energetics session One is rated by the mind master to see where their natural talents lie, it is possible to start off at a higher level than zero if one is deemed worthy my the mind master. What can be told to the people at level zero is the truth of the world around them , the very nature of reality and the existence of the invisible gremlins that have always hindered the progress of mankind and the bane of all the societies he builds and stealer of the magics he draws naturally from the sun, night time is when the gremlins dwell.the gremlin , like humanity needs the energy of the sun but cannot bare to be in its light directly , unless the gremlin finds itself a host body . Most people have 2-6 gremlins living within them, corrupting them and causing the problems they have on a daily basis , this is amplified by astrological influences and season of the year, the winter time is cold solely because of the existence of gremlins , who make it cold, using the earths stored solar energy . On Kinesthetic body rhythmotion. You have to channel all the energy harvested from seller energetics to your solar plexus. That's how it got its name.. It's located at the heart chakra and from there you can use the energy in many different ways. Commonly expressed through kinesthetic body rhythmotion As you level up, these rhythmotions become more fluid and more powerful. And once you reach supreme levels, The body becomes unnecessary. Rhythmotions are able to reach and touch the ethereal and astral planes. And the consumption or ingestion of certain substances can either nourish and strengthen or weaken the pan dimensional gremlins inside. Using the ancient techniques to ward off the gremlins has been in effect since the dawn of time , these priests of Varienetics have fought the war against the evil of the gremlin for centuries . Those corrupted and infected individuals who the gremlins have used to seize power have suppressed and hindered this knowledge from spreading to the populous . These evil people have infected the media to make a mockery of the gremlin race and convinced many that the gremlins do not really exist . They even made two movies trivializing the existence of gremlins , which were secretly and ironically based on true stories, and written by gremlin infested Hollywood hot shots to spread the anti reality most live in. A world wear invisible gremlins and solar energetics do not exist , a damned world. The goal of Varietology is to spread this knowledge and help humanity rid itself of the oppression of the silent plague of gremlin vermin that hurt us all.

Fwenipezian Prince

The BYROS have experimented with the gates before , attempting to summon the gods , occasionally something would materialize through the gate, something pulled from another realm, mostly plants and rocks but still the kept experimenting. Sometimes brave ones would be sent into the gate , none return. But once a child of 10 years Emerged from the azure gate. He had long blonde hair and pointed ears. His skin pale and it shimmered in the light of the gate. His eyes as blue as the gate itself . He spoke an odd tongue in confusion as the Wizards were summoned to witness the boy. The one who came from the gate . He would learn our tongue and tell us his name was Cidric and he came from a land called Fwenipez. His speed and ability to learn were unparalleled. He would learn the Byro ways and studied at Shem Naru with the priests of Byru , learning all about the seven spiritual cosmic entities and the relics of power. He would train in Byro Tachi and become first of his class. Even meeting with the master himself , Byro Ted.

Harken The Old Ones

Magic, the old ones , the fey , the darkness flee before the king mankind , where men flock these powers run dry , the world conquered and bent to the will of the greedy . One must seek these powers . First one must be awakened. Mind and body must be sharpened. Inner flame harnessed. One must travel to the wild. Ancient spots of energy where the worlds blend. Sacred ground. One may present themselves to they. If worthy the magic may present itself. One must show extreme caution which powers to align with lest ye be consumed . The powers of light and darkness are endlessly battling , ebbing and flowing for influence in the realms of the material beings. These forces align themselves to the strongest eligible material beings they can in order to grant the wizard power. These forces respond to like energies, good onto good and evil onto evil.

Android 25 (2600s)

Android 25 (2600s) Robotic scientists begin experimenting with a new substance called Midichloride that appeared to give robots the ability to dream, these robots returned from a haze to have personalities , most robots are simple programs to resemble human speech but not thought or emotions per se, they are workers , and have no problem being the tools of humanity , but the 25th experiment returned with a distaste for the programmed work he was assigned and refused return, soon almost 1/3 of the androids were with him and terms were made. Allow us an underground secret realm where we can enter the dreamscape ( the term used by 25 to disprove the dream world he and his robots were living in) or else war. Humanity gave in and allowed thousands of robots into a large secret underground realm and locked the door. The robot , Android 25 was known to the free androids as The Guardian Oracle

Rael's Diary Second Entry

We kill many spider and so drinking an Sleeping little . I go first light to place to buy thing alone as I like. I buy very nice dressings and fancy bow and special arrows. The man likes my pickle smell, I will be back . Next I walk back to nice inn and we are now all walking to place with many guards to be hearing from man who threatens me, now man very double double scary to me and I choose not to kill him for now. Still tho he pay me gold but says not to kill his prisoners, I torture this man for him? Is polite to kill after torture for rewarding the information man to him. The man knows not this but still offers Job to us . Fus dragon man and Fart elf join us and I give them some of my potions , after all they needs and the foot clan, oh man we so tight like brother and I travel long time with them and I am trusting . Next we take job and man tells of cult of dragon crates and it seems these dragon people and spiders are to friending with unknown plots . We decide to go south to calimport, I do not like this , going where slaves are common, it disgusts me , but I must kill the spiders and so I go. We get each nice horsey and food , and we riding to big adandoned castle , people sell things and we are to buying , bastion run off with very nice one as always and in the morning we go inside to look at haunted place. Locals say not to do this. Is dark, is scary , trap almost kill me.. We go back, people were right ... This place, it is not for us yet. So we go, later we hear that place got attacked by ogre who hear loud trap sound and many are killed, as hilarious as that is I must digest. Traveling south we stop in town and go to shopping around before leaving for memnon , we find local black market and big assholes toss me out for being too much with the hands . I am pissed so I going to rob someone. I find gem man and wait until he sleep, I unlock door and sneaky sneaky. I manage to loot 2 small safes before pressing luck and going to basement, I open door and get crushed by trap, waking up next morning in bad pain in jail cell, I talking to nice guard and break off nail for to lock picking when guard is getting me water, next guard takes shift, notices my broken cot and comes in to move me to new cell, I steal keys and lock him inside, a lot of running and chasing hahaha they cannot catch me. But they do slice me a few times , I manage to steal back all of my things and sneaky sneak into shadows on roof tops, I am resting now , what a fun day, I wishing I still had gems , but glad I escape from jail, what great adventure , I will need to leave town soon,

Rael's Diary

I wakes up in the large arm of Arkvir , head double double pounding and the hurting is full. Friend tells of little man get boom boom from over powered merchant lady and we have to leave right away! We leave word to our friends to meet us south and we leave town. Next I smell something like garbage and climb climb to find hiding gnoll Warriors , I hate gnolls, I wanting to see him dead strike him with aarow , next we battle and kill many gnolls, trade way is a little safer and I tell this to soldier guard as we enter zazzaspear .we go see fancy man dance and play lovely musics and 2 spiders catch my eye, I hear warning in head to go to room of fancy man before killing these men, I hate spiders, I wanting to see them dead. I wait for Arkvir and we help ourselves to piss for wine and modest cheese. Fancy man arrives , calls himself Bastion, he warn us of killing men in bar and ask us to help with alerting city guard , I jump out the window immediately of course and hide on the roof, spiders wait and finally Bastion and Arkvir start fighting with spiders and one is killed, I am a little upset I didn't get to kill any spider yet..they arrest one and take to fortress for questioning , I follow on rooftop sneaky sneaky , they go inside and I rest and then go find myself a shop to rob real quick, all sneaky sneaky I unlock door and go in very very quick and grab potions then leave and boom back on roof, they go back to inn so I follow and back up the window into my room for some sleeps, next of the days I eat much food and follow them again on roof to fortress, this time man sees me and we are talking, I decide not to kill him and go down to meet my friends , they lead me into large room where they talkin about liscence to be killing spiders, this I am liking . I go downstairs and torture the shit out of the captive and learn of tunnel and crap warehouse where many spiders are living. We make plan to fill the inn with guard and lure spiders to performance for trap, bastion talks to head of spiders like friend and they give up, one man try to shoot guard but he fall as soon as I strike him, I am double double fast. Next we go to big building , I climb to top and see dock around back and exposed back as well, I scope out area and go back to meet friends , they go inside front door as I go back up top, snipe 2 out of the 3 dock guards and climb down to first floor in time to see my friends they have killed many spiders , I check out dock and find some food and a spider ring and a loose sewer gate, I sneaky around the basement and we are going down the tunnel , bastion getting rat bit and big dragon man fighting a slimy man, don't worry, I kill them both for them , it is nice . I follow light and see many slave people's and unlocking the door dragon man leave with them, I am rounding corner and see hiding spider , I hit , they break loosing of hell as I go into creepy chapel with paintings , and round corner I see 5 men and double double shiny golds and large chests of gems . I shoot man, he does not die and I sneaky sneaky away , meeting up with Arkvir I may have said something loudly and they find me, I shoot at man and he does not die, I run very very fast around the circle for to hitting him in the back , when I do I smelling burnt and all others are dead crispy crispy. I hide and hit him as he goes by then I sneak and finally kill spider master. This pleases me , so does the shiny shiny golds and gems, we going back to fortress to tell guards of our adventures and going to watch bastion sing songs and drinking many wine and eating treats of delite, other wood elf and other dragon man should be here tomorrow , this pleases me.

3064

In the year 3064 the Byro Nation rules with a robotic fist and free expression is limited and false information about reality is spread into the national cinemas encouraging the citizens to elect cybernetic upgrades to their bodies , one such upgrade is given to the elite group of terrorist tactic enforcement known as the thought patrol who seek out the rebels by sensing happiness and imagination waves. This group of rebels so named the Cinema Raiders for their bombings of propaganda centers that spread the word of cyber upgrades to the uneducated populous. The Gravity Mage is the name of the prophecy of the kelmarian priesthood that tells of one who can read the ancient scrolls of time and invoke the cosmic entity known as the Xpavo and summon his power to save humanity from the digital oppression. The rebels have been searching for the chosen one and found one who passed all the tests and was raised to be humanities savior, the still unknown scrolls needed to be discovered and were so found with the help of another. The Dream Knight is the name given to an individual who has magic dreams, they are able to see events from past present or future and one such person named Reed had clues to the location of the scrolls but led a peaceful live outside of the chaos of byro city where he and his lady love lived a quiet life, until he was driven by duty and a desire to help save humanity by venturing to the city to meet the Rebels. Reed reveals the location of an island that holds the scrolls , and is sent to retrieve them with a small team of elite soldiers, Meanwhile in byro city, Max is hunted by the thought patrol and narrowly escapes on the railway system by even then the robotic minions chase and are defeated in a showdown where Max barely survives and makes it back to headquarters where he meets Reed newly returned with the scrolls. Max then reads the scrolls of time and invokes the spirit of the Xpavo gaining the ability to fly and absorb and shoot photon energy from his fists, the Rebels then March on the byro megacorps headquarters and half the city is destroyed in the process liberating the city for now , with his new powers Max is able to free the city and there is jubilation , under the rubble is found an experimental lab that has hundreds of robots, referred to as the guardian oracle, Reed sees the one guiding him in his quest, formerly android number 25 from the world of 500 years ago these droids were housed in a desperate city where they ingested the ultra serum midichloride which is now known to transfer concienceness to other planes of existence , there the oracle foretells that a huge army with the robotic lord Byro Ted himself is on the way and agrees to help in the battle.

LYRICS

Lyrics Cellophane style in the neon lights Cinema raiders keep in time Losing my mouth yeah I lose my mind Cinema raiders keeping time alive Cellophane wisdom in my mind I say it's alright Hopes and dreams it's irrelevant to me, I say it's alright Hours taking minutes and the clock stops clock stops Television static got my tubes all charged up, and the corporation mercenaries marching marching As the skeletons begin to pile up inside the darkness And we, Rebels are the only ones Brave enough , to fight and now the war has began At last, it must be said its a gas Life ain't easy, when love isn't all you need. Run! Run faster, before the thought patrol pull out their blasters Cause I already know how to defeat them. Retrieve the ancient scrolls and then I'll read them. Each and every day The citizens begin to plot the coup of you know who Run run far away if you ever want to see another day Navigate, turn turn Sparks calibrate watch it crash and burn Jump jump , dive dive Faster than light trying to stay alive Run run , hide hide Trying to move trying to move trying to survive We're not the only ones, multiply day by day And soon you'll recognize and listen to what I have to say Cause you really don't have to be so bad to see that , yeah you really don't have to be so bad to see that The revolution is here Fast and bold to places yet unknown We hunt down the relics of time and space, harvest their magical powers The oracle from 500 years ago A robotic man with a mark on his hand, his number is 25 In the year 3064 the robot aliens came down in hoards There's nothing we can do But pray for war, pray for war, prepare for war Come a long way and by all counts I got a long way to go Come a long way from miles away from the scars and the robotic enemies sealed with magic Been a good boy I saved your souls from mechanized hoards of doom Recite the word on ancient scrolls now I fly and my enemies flee from me sealed with magic Total warning theres no time theres really no time at all Stimulate yourself and let your feet undone. Generate a groove and synthesize the sun Regenerate the beat deploy the soldiers of rock the cavalry is me I'm like a machine gun So step to this and show me what you're working with I just wanna boom boom I'll blow you to bits with my photon fists it's just something that I cannot resist , I just wanna boom boom I'll blow you to bits Prophecy of time is coming true at last. Inherit psychic energies revealed in the past. Kinetically engaged and supernaturally blessed, and when I'm through with you I'm coming for all the rest So step to this and show me what you're working with I just wanna boom boom I'll blow you to bits with my photon fists it's just something that I cannot resist , I just wanna boom boom I'll blow you to bits We have won the day, enemies have run away Byros are all dead, retribution retribution They, they don't see, invisible minds, explode serene. They, they don't know, invisible minds , they steal the show You can find your way out of your own fucking shopping mall and Television roses and time Bleed your way out You can bleed your way into something Television lost track of time Oh television lost track of time Oh television roses and time

MAX Chapter 1

MAX Chapter 1 The Byro Megacorp's eastern control tower loomed high in the sky, piercing the smog halo that made the city constantly overcast and dimly lit. Those who worked there were in charge of the media. Everyone knew the propaganda machine that was the Byro Megacorp had long controlled the flow of information and suppressed any news of the rebel uprising from the public, instead filling the airwaves with so called entertainment , distractions from the oppressive state, encouraging the apathetic populous to be less engaged and less interested in what was really happening. The front gate was guarded lightly for such an important building, the first 30 floors housed the actual entertainment division, some of the brightest and most creative minds in charge of writing and distributing average dribble, always promoting trust in the father corporation and loyalty to the state. They had been in power for as long as anyone could remember, at least 3 generations, maybe more. History had been severely limited and the propaganda has been slowly transmitting false information into the minds of its citizens the entire time. The newest campaign was to encourage and promote the upgrade. The operation was quick and besides the small microchip on the left temple it was barely noticeable. The upgrade connected one to the information database and allowed digital content to be streamed immediately to the users self, providing advertisements and virtual simulations alongside the corporations regularly scheduled programming. What they didn't know was that it was a two way street, the corporation now had access to the users brain and could program what it wished. The Byro army had a similar operation for its military version of the upgrade that linked all soldiers to the grid and made silent and deadly assassins out of the volunteers now become death machines, almost completely hollow shells of the people they once were. The tall satellites that broadcast the signal for the users stood tall above the media division , above the secret agenda floors of 30-89, above even the rumored 90th floor, on the roof of the tower. "The roof is Almost impossible to get to by air, the cannons would spot and annihilate any intruders of the air space on sight. It has to be a direct assault on the tower. a small team of 5 or 6 would need to some how sneak into the building ,reach the roof and destroy the satellites.this would deactivate the upgrade chip and allow for time to find out which tower has the servers needed to deactivate the program for good." He crossed his arms and smirked confidently. The plan was air tight. "You're forgetting one thing Max,"chided the elderly man entering the corridor,his beard and long hair the color of ash, he limped slightly as he walked. "And what's that exactly?"asked Max, His arms still crossed. "That you are far too valuable to lead this mission." He replied Max tensed his face in frustration, he knew it was true, all his life he was trained in the ways of the ancient kelmarian , his blood was that of this sacred race of old. He could wield the magic of the earth and read scrolls of power and enchanted books. The rebel army used his talents to further the war effort , but Max himself was a treasure hunter. They hunted the relics of time and space to harvest the magical powers of the amulets and tomes. Slowly Max was becoming more powerful. He was 5 times quicker than most men, could blend into his surroundings , becoming almost invisible , and had the strength of 3 men. "I'm sick of just waiting here and hunting , I want to fight, I'm stronger than you think..." Reazu smiled a small smile. "Oh I know you are strong Max, even now Byro Ted or any of the Byro Tachi could crush you, you are too important, it's too risky. Javus will go in your stead. He knows the tower and is almost as quick as you."

Vows 2012

Vows Most people look their whole lives for someone who gets them and compliments them, some people never find that person. We were lucky enough to find each other early on. With this ring I promise to love you forever, I can't wait to continue our life together, start a family and grow old with you , I love u so much