There is an empty power, something to keep out the uncreated power. To reach the Veil, one requires the power of some esoteric hope to open the Way for the mightiness of being. Fantastical mastery may break through in time if given the chance, yet always there is the chance that it fails, short circuited by Time's minions. Even to write about it defies description until we are reduced to gibbering nonsense, rather like this. The hope of glory springs eternal, but my prose is limited by humanity. Humanity, if only to be transcended by rainbows of light, to be washed into fullness by the purity of Water, holy water of the ages, given power by kings of the spirit. Oh, to see it! Oh, to feel! Oh, to break through this shadow realm, where we are mere puppets to the forces of Death. Oh, to break through to the Majesty of Life, to reach out across in Universal Love and feel the song of Creation. Am I a dreamer? An Idealist? Most definitely. But it's because we're here in a place far from ideal. Transcend, include, spiral around into the fullness of time. Peace. May peace prevail on the Earth.
My birthday is coming up. I love the present opening, birthday cake and celebration. You never know what's inside the gift wrap. Unhealthy food is always delicious! And of course celebrating that you're one year older than the day before makes you happy. I've put together my birthday wishlist already but I have no idea what I'll find hidden under the wrapping paper. I hope that I'll get something good-maybe a book I wanted for ages?! I love celebrations-birthdays, Christmas/Xmas, Easter...whatever special occasion it is. It's fun and your friends and family usually get invited to your party if you have one. I love celebrating anything and everything!
The anomaly, a giant complex built on top of some ancient ruins the first survey found. No wonder this place was kept under wraps. The tech here is like nothing I've ever seen, weirder is how quiet it is here. The occasional grunt or snort of a pinky or the sound of clawed feet tapping against the metal floors. Guess I'll enter the complex now, hopefully the source of this invasion is inside.
Well that was satisfying. Walk into the base and twelve pinkies just sittin around a slime pool, themselves surrounded by slime barrels. One rocket into the middle of the group led to one of the most spectacular explosions I've seen. Blood and slime every-fuggin-where. Found one of the UAC automaps and loaded it into the PDA, surprisingly simple layout for this base, no clue why they shaped it like a star on top of a wand though.
Went through the north door, wall closed behind me, not sure why, it didn't sound mechanical either. Two rooms, one on the left, one on the right. Filled with pinkies, they ate my bullets and the rooms gave me some back as a reward. Nothing left in this place but an elevator up located in the center of the star.
Must be where I'm headin next...
Social Media. Instagram, Facebook, Tumblr, Twitter, Snapchat, YouTube...are becoming our lives. Adults and Children sit in front of screens every day-whether it's TV or a computer. I personally only have Instagram but I'm on it all the time-posting, commenting, liking photos I love. I feel as though although it's called 'social media' it's not very social. Yes you contact friends/family but you don't actually physically hang out with them. Instant/text messaging doesn't have much meaning. All you have to do is press a button to send your message. Not much effort at all. Why not write a letter, get some fresh air outside? Do something else. I can't believe I'm spending my freewriting session writing about social media...Done for today!
Classified Ad: Ventriloquists Dummy for sale. Barely used. Reason for selling: has a mind of it's own... When Lucy read the ad she picked up the phone immediately and called. Hello. How much is the dummy? Never mind. Whatever it costs I'll buy it. I just got a divorce and I'm lonely and I think this dummy will be just what I need now... I don't know lady. This dummy thinks for itself. Yeah well I don't care. Best part about having it around is I won't have to cook for it, or do it's laundry or listen to it fart and burp after he eats. And I can put words in it's mouth whenever I want.