Life is a funny thing. sometimes it goes good other timesitgoes bad. but one thing is for sure always keep pushing. i lost a great friend on the 22nd last month and i have yet to grieve properly as some would say. however people grieve in differant ways. i grieve by living life to the fullest extent that person would want me to live. so i urge you all. when you lose someone close or special. live the life you know they would want you to live.

Its has been a while

Hey readers. lots has happened since i last posted on this been working on a new story for a website. enjoying life. got married about 2 years ago almost. to an amazzing woman. i sometimes think she caould read minds causse damn shes good. well this is just a little excerpt that i had to write. hit me up and ill write more. i have lots of ideas for new blogs so follow me. we will have lots of fun together.

Darkness

The night was cold. I could hear the rain hitting the window pane outside. I looked at the clock on the night stand next to the bed. ‘damn, its only 823pm.’ I said to myself flipping through the channels. Nothing good is on. I heard a car door slam outside. I jumped up and ran to the window. Trying to see who it was, I took my hand and wiped the window a little so I can see out. The fog on it was so dense. I saw a man get out of the car. Wearing a coat and holding an umbrella in one hand and a briefcase in the other. He walked up to the door. I ran downstairs nearly tripping over the rug and the bottom of the stairs. I heard the key insert the door lock. I waited in anticipation. The door opened he walked through. He’s a young man about 20. I ran to him after he closed the door. Threw my arms around him and kiss his lips. He dropped his briefcase and umbrella and kissed me back. I waited for him to come back for 2 weeks while he was on a business trip. His kisses felt so good. Felt like I was in heaven the way he held me. His soft hands against my back holding me close not letting go. His tongue slips inside my mouth rolling around tasting of cinnamon and mint. I feel his manhood growing bigger each moment he holds me. i break the hug, still kissing him, I take off his jacket with one motion. I slip my hand under his shirt and feel his rock hard belly. He breaks the kiss and takes off his shirt. Still standing the foyer, he takes off my night gown exposing my breasts. His mouth moves to one licking and sucking my nipple. I moan out of ecstasy. His hand cups it as he sucks harder making my nipple hard and pointy. His other hand slides between my legs. I tilt my head back as he rubs my clit. I moan a little louder. Making sure not to wake anyone in the house, I clench my mouth closed. As his hand rubs a little harder I hear the noises of my juices. Dripping down my leg my knees begin to weaken, shaking. He stops and looks at me. My head still tilted back, he says to me in a low charming voice, “follow me upstairs to your room.” I look at him almost falling down. He catches me and lifts me up. Carrying me up the stairs and into my room, he lays me on the bed. I watch as he unbuckles his pants and takes them off. I feel my womanhood dripping with juice. He crawls on top of me, kissing every inch of me as he climbs over me. I feel his kisses advancing on my leg then thigh then….’holy shit!’ I thought. His magical tongue working away on my pussy, diligently as he licks and sucks on my clit. I arch my back moaning, “Don’t stop,” I whispered to him trying to stay quiet as possible. He continues. My hand clenches the sheets as I feel something long slip inside me. I feel the object flap around like a fish out of water. I close my eyes. His tongue works more. He takes the object out and slips it in my mouth to suck. That’s when I realized it was his finger. I sucked more as he ate me. ‘shit!’ I cried out as his finger went back inside me. I heard the juices again. I felt like a well the way he made me wet. My legs began to shake again. “Oh sh….!!!” I covered my mouth quickly as I came. My body shook and jerked. After a few minutes of laying there tired. I felt something hard go inside me. I cried out. I thought he left. I felt his hands on my knees. ‘Ok, that’s not his fingers in me’ I thought. ‘Then he must have put his dick in me’ he rammed me harder. I felt my breasts bounce with each thrust. He started grunting each time a harder thrust. My whole body went with his thrusts. I grabbed the nearest pillow put it over my head and moaned loud. He pounded me. ‘Shit!!!’ I screamed into the pillow. “I’m cumming!” my body jerked again and I felt my juices squirt out a little dripping down my leg to my ass. “I’m” he moaned “going to cum.” He let out a muffled grunt then moans. I felt his cock pulse and squirt juices inside me, all inside me. He whispers in my ear, “I need to tell you something.” My body still jerking from the ecstasy I just experienced. He lay next to me holding my hand, I cuddled up to him. “I am going on another business trip.” I ripped my hand out of his as he continued. “I will be gone for about a month.” I jumped out of the bed. “NO! I can’t be without you anymore. I need you here. With me.” I pleaded. I began to get dressed. He still laid on the bed supporting himself on one elbow. “I…I just can’t do it.” He got up and walked toward me, trying to hold me. I pushed him away. “You knew the business I am in when we first got together. You accepted me and my work.” I gave him the cold shoulder and yelled “What do you do?” The look on his face told me that he wanted to tell me but he couldn’t. I stomped on the floor “What do you do then? What is your job?” he tried hugging me again, I pushed him away. “You know I can’t tell you.” He kissed my cheek and announced, “I am going to take a shower.” He walked into the bathroom and started the water. I snuck my way downstairs and spotted his briefcase. I heard him in the shower singing. I layed down his briefcase and opened it. Inside I saw a passport. I picked it up and another one was underneath it. I opened the first one. It had his picture but his name was different. I felt hands on my neck and something pricked me. My body began to jerk uncontrollable. I tried to speak but nothing came out. Footsteps climbing the stairs, gunshots moments later. I heard my man. “Get out of my house, I will kill yo….” Then, nothing. I was laying there paralyzed, coherent but unable to speak. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. “Baby!” my man yelled. “What did you do to her?!” I couldn’t move. I saw them drag him out the door. Then everything went black.

My happy life........finally.

Hi so here I am again writing another blog. But guess what? Remember last time I said I would be talking to someone special? Well turns out he got the death penalty. So I guess I wont be talking to him anytime soon. I was relaly looking forward to talking with him and getting his story but I guess now I wont be able tto for a while. So in this blog I will talk about what is going on in my life for now. So anything new? Yes. A lot has been going on. I know I havent typed anything in a long while and I apologize for that. But check it out. I have found a great guy that has been talkingg to me for a long time now. I am just curious why I havent met him before. Hes so great to me. For obvious reasons I will not say his name but when he reads this he will know who I am talking about. Every night day and morning I talk to him and he keeps me in a good mood. He gives me a reason to live to breath to smile and to believe. Belive that I am the special person that he enjoys being around and loves. But life has since then been the best for me. In the near future I see us being together and loving each other the best we can. Yes we will go through sad times and happy times. The main thing though is that we love each other and will be happy for all times. Anyway, lets see what else is going on. Hmm. Well I guess that’s it. Just that I met someone that gives me joy in my life again. He is truly the person that I love and I need in my life. Not to mention that he makes me the most happy person in the world. I hope that one day we will be together forever and never leave each others side. I really love him a lot. So thank you readers for reading this once again. And please come back to see anything new on my blog.

No Title

Ok so i havent wrote anything for a long time. I can assure you that all is the way that it has been left. IN RUINS. I am feeling an overwhelming emotion of love. However it is hard to actually consider myself marrying anyone. As a child i remember not wanting to get married but rather staying by myself. Not trying to be attached to anyone. Well, that has all changed after i met one particular person. Now i want to get married and have a family. Funny how maturity changes your mind and life. But dont fret good loyal readers, my mind is more sadistic than ever. I am currently in the process of writing yet another masterpiece that you will be able to read first hand only right here on Blogger.com. As an extra bonus, i will through in a follow up article on the matter of the actual person that i wrote on her life. She is an inspiration to all writers who want to give their readers a sense of sadist emotions. So look for it readers in the week to come. until then, farewell and happy days and nights.

Gouka

“Just look at you!” my mother told me. I looked and I realized that I was covered in flour. My face got hot. “Mom, that’s what little girls do when we are in the kitchen.” I began to cry. She smiled and hugged me touching her finger on my nose. ….
The train stopped suddenly, bouncing me back to reality. I really do miss her. She died a few weeks ago. I couldn’t believe it. Although the doctors say it was natural causes, I don’t believe it. She was the healthiest person I ever known. ‘Next stop Alexandria.’ The automated computer on the train sounds like Stephen Hawking. I made sure I had everything ready and got off the train. As I looked around, I saw a little girl that looked lost. I walked up to her, “are you ok?” the little girl smiled. She was no more than 9, with a flower Sunday dress on with a matching bow in her blond hair that was holding it up in a ponytail halfway down her back. I couldn’t see her eyes very well because of her sunglasses, but her teeth looked very white so I knew she wasn’t a runaway. I knelt down “What’s your name, sweetie?” Looking up at me her smile got bigger and replied “Gouka.” That was the most interesting name I have ever heard. “Ok, Gouka.” Standing back up, “where are your parents?” Her smile still present on her face she answered, “I don’t have any.” I gazed upon her confused, “where do you live?” she grabbed my hand, “This way.” She led the way as we walked on the train platform, down some stairs and into what seems like the service area. She stopped and pointed. What I saw almost put me in tears. She was pointing to a cardboard box lying on its side. The box had blankets hanging out of it and a beat up old doll. I think the doll was supposed to be white but instead it’s blended in to the darkness so well. I only saw it because the rat was laying on it. I was really starting to ache seeing this poor sweet girl living here. She ran over to her dolly and whispered something. Her hand flailed and the rat was on fire. It ran off screeching and hissing. Gouka laughed as she picked up her dolly. She dusted it off and hugged it. I walked over to her and hugged her. “We are going to see what we can do, but tonight you are staying with me.” She looked up at me happily and hugged me tighter. “Thank you.” She said. I smiled and giggled. “Come on, let’s get what you need.” She ran over to her box reached in and grabbed a book. “I’m ready,” she announced running over to me with her hand extended out. We walked up to the street. Why did that rat catch fire? I didn’t see her light a match or anything. “What book is that?” I asked her as we crossed the busy street. I felt her squeeze my hand, “Parapsychology and the Skeptics.” I was puzzled. “What is that book about?” Walking up to my apartment she replied, “You should read it sometime, it’s really good.” Opening the door, she walked in first. “Yummy it smells good.” I put my purse and keys on the table and took off my heels. ‘What does a 9 year old know about Parapsychology? What is it anyway?” “Nice house miss.” She complimented. I smiled at her and got a towel out of the cupboard. “My name is Aki.” I handed her the towel, and suggested, “Here is a towel. Why not get some nice water on you and warm up?” Gouka took the towel smiled and hugged me, “Thank you.” She went into the bathroom and turned on the water. I hurried over to where she put the dolly down and looked for the book. I opened it as I sat down on the couch, reading the inside of the cover, “magician, unusual phenomena, and telepathy?” What kind of book is this? The water turned off. I put the book down and got her an oversize shirt out of my dresser. She can sleep in that while I wash her clothes. She came out of the bathroom. Her sunglasses were still on. “Sweetie, you can take off your glasses.” I smiled as I handed her the shirt. “I know.” She put the shirt on. “But the glasses take away the headaches.” I took her clothes, “ok then. I will dim the lights for you.” She walked over to her book and stared for a moment. I watched her. She picked up the book and sat on the couch began reading. ‘Strange little girl.’ Putting her clothes in the washer I yelled into the living room where she sat, “are you hungry?” I poured soap and turned on the washer. Returning in the living room she was still reading. So I repeated myself, “Are you hungry?” Gouka stopped and replied, “No I just want to read.” I was disappointed but at the same time confused. Why is she reading that? “Sweetie, how old are you?” looking at me she replied, “older than you think. I am not 9 years old.” What! How did she know what I was thinking? Lucky guess, maybe many people said that to her. “So? How old are you?” I asked her again. She closed her book and patted on the sofa next to her. I smiled and sat down. “Do you know what space and time are?” I must have looked confused because she answered her own question, “ok, space and time work together in the science of Reletivity.” I was really confused. I am just a waitress at a bar. I don’t know what she is talking about. “How old are you? Who are you?” she sat back and giggled. “My name is Gouka. I am 137 years old.” I started laughing. “I’m sorry. But you are a cute little girl.” After I said that I heard the voice in my head again, ‘Stop laughing at me.’ I stopped laughing and stared at her. ‘I don’t like it when people laugh at me.’ My heart pounds fast, “are you talking to me in my head?” She smiled the biggest smile at me, ‘Yes I can.’ She is really starting to freak me out. ‘How?’ then I remember in the book it said telepathy. ‘is that what she is reading about?’ then the answer in my, ‘Yes that is why I am reading the book.’ I gasp. She can hear me in my head? My thoughts? ‘Yes I can.’ Gouka giggles. “Everyone has a talent. Now do you believe me? I am not 9. I am 137 years old.”

The 10 Plagues Revealed

Just thought it would be interesting to put this down. Will do it list style. 

The Plagues happened at the same time as a massive volcano eruption. The volcano Santorini sent ash in to the air effecting the surrounding area. The ash is found in Cairo and the Nile River, proven by testing the composition of the ash. This volcanic eruption happened between 1500-1650BC while the Plagues happened between 1400-1550BC. So it fits there. 

1st Plague. River ran red LIKE blood. But there is a common algae plume called the Red Tide. This makes the river, or any water, look red like blood. Why did this happen? The ash changes the PH level of the river allowing the algae to bloom. 

2nd Plague. Frogs. The algae are killing fish. Fish eat frog eggs. No fish, record number of frogs. Frogs can't live in polluted water and so leave the river. 

3rd and 4th Plague. Lice and flies. The translation can actually be lice, fleas, gnats, or midges. But you have river full of dead fish, and now dead frogs. This brings the insects of the 3rd and 4th Plague. 

5th Plague. Pestilence. Flies, dead frogs, dead fish, easy enough no? 

6th Plague. Boils. Certain types of flies that bite can leave behind boils. The bites get infected, they turn in to boils. 

7th Plague. Fire and Hail. Ash in the air causes a mixture of ash and water. The ash, very high in the air, causes the water to freeze so when it falls it is hail and not rain. The fire? I saw this amazing picture in Nat. Geo. of a volcanic eruption. There was red lightning. It was amazing to see bright red lightning. Why is it red? Chemicals in the ash makes red lightning. So fire in the sky, and hail.

 
8th Plague. Locusts. Locusts come about when the ground is very damp.
They bury their eggs in the sand about 4-6 inches. After record amount of hail the ground would be very wet allowing the locusts to form. 

9th Plague. Darkness. Ash in the air. After am eruption in 1815 there was darkness for 600 kilometers. After Krakatoa it was dark for even farther for days. 

10th Plague. Death of First born. In Egypt the first born was king. They would be the one to lead the family after the father died. When food was scarce the first born ate first and sometimes was the only one to eat. After locusts ate everything there was only grain locked in vaults. The hail got it wet, locust feces, it made it moldy. And so when only the first born ate, they were the only ones killed by moldy grain. 

Simple right? Back then they never would have known. Back then lightning was His wrath. Back then a disease was His punishment. Back then nature was unknown. But when you look at it with science, not that big a deal. It's true that disturbing ecosystem may lead to undesirable effects and given the insufficient hygiene, some of the plagues directly affecting the people were very likely the consequence of the chain reaction triggered by Plague #1. 

But science should be as exact as possible to elevate a rational speculation to a theory -- and that's the point where the mainstream science failed to deliver the unchallengeable explanation to the causes of the Plagues of Egypt. 

We must seek an alternative explanation to the phenomenon which employs an exact scientific methods, where the exactness is supplied by the usage of mathematics. Exactness is a synonym to equality, and so we must employ something similar to the famous E = mc^2 to arrive at the true theoretical explanation to the question what caused the Plagues of Egypt. 

Firstly, we must establish the quantities and the time of the occurrence: There were 10 plagues that took place in the Biblical times, because Exodus, the second book of The Old Testament, describes them all. 

Secondly, we need to formulate the question regarding the cause of the plagues mathematically, where the cause is an unknown variable x: 

10 = x 

To solve this equation, we need to restrict our solution with respect to the source, which is Exodus. In other words, we are looking for significant event strongly related to number 10 in this book . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

Here it is: the 10 commandments -- the list of "religious and moral imperatives" that God gave to Moses to go by. Now we can solve the unknown variable: 

10 plagues = 10 commandments. 

The interpretation of the above equality is simple: The people of Egypt utterly disregarded God's moral codex and God punished them for that. He counted, so the punished folks would know what those plagues were meant for. 

Of course, mathematic equations are the most exact instruments, but they cannot be completely detached from physical aspects that they define. The confirmation of God causing the plagues must therefore assume an observable or detectable form. And so here is the final brick to the theory: 

You know, the theory has a weak spot. 

No, it has not -- it's perfect. 

Yes, it has. There is a glitch: You handed the 10 Commandments to Moses after he and his people left Egypt. You punished the wrong guys. 

No, I didn't. They are all the same; Homo sapiens = Homo sapiens -- the same bunch of disrespectful creatures. 

But if the Egyptians knew that you had issued those 10 instructions, they would have behaved. 

That's what you think? What are you up to, dude? Are you going to teach me what my own creation would do or not? I know those chipmunks better than anyone else, and I truly say onto you that you know shit about them. 

Too bad I lost the tape with the above conversation on it; otherwise I would turn the theory into the fact and forwarded my academic standing further than anyone else would ever hope for.