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The Noisy Jay

I was laying in my bed, 

Sleeping, like that of the dead.

When I heard a noise come from my bedroom window,

Making my now heavy head rise from its pillow.

 

My eyes cringing and adjusting to the light of the day,

When I spot a rather large bird looking like a Blue Jay.

He sat atop a ladder peering into my room,

Hitting the window with his beak that made a terrible boom.

 

I fumbled around trying to figure the time,

I look and see that it was four minutes past nine.

So I lay there staring at the bird making this loud sound,

And he continued to hit the window with very hard pound.

 

The noisy bird finally took its flight, 

As I went back to sleep as if it were night,

This was the second time that the racket was made by that Jay,

I just hope he doesn't do this every day.

Manifesto

Boredom, it is what I feel right now

Bordeom, is the ultimate eternal struggle I fight with.

Not because I lack something to do.

But because I lack the necessary personell to help me slay this ever present beast of burden, who I alone can not defeat entirly, even with the aid of my most worthy of devices.

DS.

Xbox.

Laptop.

These items alone can not help me.

I require more.

I require something better

I require a second player

In aquiring this person I will have gained an ally, a rival, an enemy, to which I can call my own and to which I can use to vanquish this unholy demon that is boredom and send it back to the pits of hell where it belongs, to tourture my soul slowly to death no more!

Rebellion!

My brain today...

automated systems engaging

stop running program Sleep.exe

execute program Wake.exe

please wait...

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system awake

running diagnostics

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Diagnostics complete. System running at 50% capacity.

Initiating automated systems.

executing program hunger.exe

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program execution incomplete due to manual system override through system memory

executing program waste_management.exe

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program executed successfully

automated systems are in stand by

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warning: system energy low

recommend running program hunger.exe

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warning: system energy low

recommend running program hunger.exe

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warning: system energy low

recommend...

warning system manually disabled.

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manual system executing program imagination.exe

program running...

program efficiency low

running diagnostics on program

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processing power limited due to low energy levels

recommend running program hunger.exe to increase energy levels

manual execution of rerouting power reserves to main power supply

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error

power reserves are depleted.

recommend running program hunger.exe to increase power supply.

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Warning

program boredom.exe is running

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Warning

automated systems over ride

power levels dangerously low

running program hunger.exe

program over ride manually through system memory

running program hunger.exe

program over ride manually through system memory

manual system over ride

disable program hunger.exe

error

cannot disable primary programs

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executing system function: Time_Check

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current time is: 6:15 pm

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systems detected familiar audio waves

matching with memory

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audio sample matched with grocery bags

executing system function: curiosity

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visual systems confirm energy supply

executing program hunger.exe

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program running successfully

power levels are increasing

system now running at 75% capacity and rising.

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all automated systems now in stand by

system now at 85% capacity

rerouting excess power to reserves

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Warning

Program Boredom.exe is still running

My brain today...

automated systems engaging

stop running program Sleep.exe

execute program Wake.exe

please wait...

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system awake

running diagnostics

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Diagnostics complete. System running at 50% capacity.

Initiating automated systems.

executing program hunger.exe

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program execution incomplete due to manual system override through system memory

executing program waste_management.exe

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program executed successfully

automated systems are in stand by

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warning: system energy low

recommend running program hunger.exe

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warning: system energy low

recommend running program hunger.exe

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warning: system energy low

recommend...

warning system manually disabled.

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manual system executing program imagination.exe

program running...

program efficiency low

running diagnostics on program

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processing power limited due to low energy levels

recommend running program hunger.exe to increase energy levels

manual execution of rerouting power reserves to main power supply

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error

power reserves are depleted.

recommend running program hunger.exe to increase power supply.

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Warning

program boredom.exe is running

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Warning

automated systems over ride

power levels dangerously low

running program hunger.exe

program over ride manually through system memory

running program hunger.exe

program over ride manually through system memory

manual system over ride

disable program hunger.exe

error

cannot disable primary programs

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executing system function: Time_Check

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current time is: 6:15 pm

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systems detected familiar audio waves

matching with memory

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audio sample matched with grocery bags

executing system function: curiosity

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visual systems confirm energy supply

executing program hunger.exe

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program running successfully

power levels are increasing

system now running at 75% capacity and rising.

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all automated systems now in stand by

system now at 85% capacity

rerouting excess power to reserves

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Warning

Program Boredom.exe is still running

Level One Encounter

    Dorn, a mighty Dragonborn warrior, walks into the Wrafton Inn. He sees a female Elf who looks to be a cleric of sorts at the bar drinking from a goblet. He strolls up to the bar and orders a dragon beer and goes sits at a nearby table.

    Orchidia speaks with the proprietor Salvana Wrafton, "So I hear you have kobold problems?" Salvana gets flustered and exclaims, "Kobolds! Those buggers are braver all the time! Lord Padraig would probably be interested in hearing your story. He’s been trying to get the militia to clear out those vermin for the last few months with no success. "
    "Well I'm just a priestess, there isn't really much I can do on my own"
    "There may be other adventures that are seeking out lord Padraig that may help you in your quest."

    Dorn listens in on the conversation. He turns in his seat and faces the two, "Sounds like you need someone to protect your sorry ass..." after taking a chug from his beer, "well I'm down to
fight!" Orchidia looks over the warrior and gives a not  so pleased look, "Oh how great." She turns to looks at Salvana, "So where can we find lord Padraig?"
    "He often comes to the inn at night to have a drink, your more than welcome to wait here for him." Orchidia smiles a bit and she finishes off her goblet of wine, unfortunate for here she does not bode well with alcohol and moments later she passes out on the nearby couch. Dorn scoffs at the lightweight and sees her purse sitting on the bar, unattended, and wide open. He takes it upon himself to rummage through and steal a few pieces of gold and pockets it.

    Later that night a man comes into the inn, he looks to be wearing tailored clothes seems to be very wealthy. Dorn senses this man is Lord Pradraig. Pradraig sits at the bar to have his nightly drink, Dorn rises from his seat and walks to the bar next to the lord and slams his tankard down. Salvana hastily refills it.Pradraig looks up at him, "You look like your new in town"
    "You look like your having problems with kobolds."

     "I am! Those beasts vex me sorely. Yet the villagers refuse to recognize the seriousness of the problem. Attacks along the road have grown more frequent over the last few months. Something’s stirring the kobolds up. I don’t suppose you would be interested in taking a commission from me?
I promise you, I can pay well for your services."
    "I guess I can help you out." Pradraig looks him over a bit and gently speaks, "Not to say that your not good for the job, but will you attempt this alone?" Dorn points over to Orchidia, still passed out on the couch."No,  that bitch elf is gonna help me..cast some healing spells or some shit." Padraig gently nods,"Oh..I see..well wonderful..two people should be fine I guess..how much trouble can a few kobolds be to you fine folk?! Bring me back proof of their leaders death and I shall pay you well!"
    "Proof? What do you want? You want scalps? I can get you scalps?"
    "Well not all their scalps just..."
    "You want his ear?"
    "Whatever you choose as long as its from the leader"
    "I'll bring you his cock and balls hows that?"
    "Well...I.."
    "Great...know anyone else that can help us?"
    "I don't have anyone to spare, but I've seen an elf lady around here that might be of use or at least have some knoweldege of the kobolds."
    "Where is she?"
    "Well she does partake this.."
    "Hold that thought."

    Dorn walks away from Pradraig and goes over to Orchidas purse once more and steals a few more gold pieces then comes back."So you were talking about some elf bitch?" Pradraig is confused but continues, "Uh..yes, she usually comes here...alone, she might even be here right now." Dorn looks around the inn and notices the elf woman in the corner drinking. He makes his way over, "So, that dude over there says your down to fight some kobolds." She looks up at him with unimpressed eyes, "what gave you that idea?"
    "I figured since the guy is gonna pay us to kill some kobolds you would want in on the cut."
    "No, I'm fine here but if you want I'll tell you where you can find them"
    "What? You don't want to kill the kobolds before they come in to town and kill you all?"
    "No.." There is a brief pause before Dorn turns slightly and points to Orchidia, "See that bitch over there?...I just stole some gold from her purse."
    "I bet you did"

    Orchida wakes from her drunken state and stumbles to the bar where her purse sits. She immediately notices her purse has been rummaged through and is missing some money."Who the hell stole my money?" She turns and glares at Dorn, in turn Dorn shrugs as if nothing happened. She then hastily walks up to him, "Well then? Can you help me find out who did?"
    "You left your purse unattended while you were passed out on the couch from drinking, I think thats a life lesson to you." Dorn turns back toward the Elfin lady in the corner, "So where are these kobolds?"
    "Just south aways, near the stream."

    The night passes on before the two sleep at the inn and rest up for there adventure. They leave the next morning and go outside the gates, but they do not get too far before Orchidia notices movement among the bushes. She goes up closer to inspect it when two kobolds leap out and attack slashing at her with their short swords. She flees to a nearby rock to escape the danger and uses her magic to harm the kobolds, but only ends up hitting one of them, wounding him slightly. Dorn moves into the spot she once was to intercept the kobolds. He raises his mighty two handed axe in the air and swings, only to critically miss them.

    Uknown to Orchidia, behind the rock she took refuge by, was three other kobolds who leap out
and started to attack her, beating her nearly to death with spears in their scaly hands as one of the kobolds runs toward Dorn to flank him and help his comrades. Orchidia manages to escape, scrambling toward the gates of town. She says a few words in prayer and her wounds begin to heal slightly, all the while Dorn struggles to deal with the kobolds and can't seem to lay a blow. Orchidia Stares at Dorn eagerly. Dorn catches eyes with her,"Why are you staring at me?"
    "Perhaps we should run since we are not doing so well?"
    "Well obviously since your way the hell over there while I'm dealing with these guys here."

    Meanwhile, above the town gates on the wall, a couple of archers watch the spectacle,"Say aren't those the adventures that the lord hired?"
    "Yeah..I think so..man they sure are having a hard time."
    "Yeah, you'd think they would be better than this."
    "Should we help them?"
    "I guess...we have nothing else better to do."
    The two archers take aim and start to rain arrows down on the kobolds one takes a couple hits while the other nimbly dodges them. The two adventures get backed up toward the gate as they try to fend off the kobolds. However, even with the help of the archers, the kobolds overwhelm and violently beat and stab them till they lay unconscious on the road bleeding to death. The kobolds scurry away believing their job to be done.

My political thoughts

    Ok, so I may be the most un-political person you could possibly come into contact with. I have no clue what most politicians talk about, but that does not mean that I am not without my own views and beliefs. Technically I'm not sure what side I am on and I don't particularly enjoy choosing sides for fear of becoming the proverbial "Anakin Skywalker", fighting for a cause I was told to believe was right but was wrong.  However, according to numerous tests I taken on various sites, I am apparently a Social Liberal and a quick Wikipiedia check I think that about sums up my views more or less.

    Anyway, discussing my political spotlight is not the real reason why I chose to write this blog. More or less to drag out my soap box and stand on it with the intent to share my thoughts on current affairs concerning the U.S. After watching various documentaries and doing a bit of research of my own I found that the United States is becoming the new Roman Empire and almost exactly like the Roman Empire it will experience the most epic downfall this century will witness. This country was once a great superpower that some countries actually idolized, now practically every other country either dislikes the U.S. or, in more radical ways, want the U.S. to die a horrific death.

    Now don't get me wrong, I love this country and everything it originally stood for. I say originally stood for because I refer to the two documents that this country was founded upon, The Declaration of Independence and the Bill of Rights. Even though they were written long ago by men who are much like some people are today, rich white people who own property and have people who serve them, they still were looking out for the common good of man. Unlike today where those same people could give two shits in a hat about anyone but themselves as long as they can make a dollar off someone who could use it more than they. Now I'm no economist, but capitalism has gone through some changes...and not for the better. I am all for private business, this is after all the land of opportunity, and the ability to make a profit for oneself. However, when a business becomes so large that it starts to swallow smaller business to eliminate "competition" then it is no longer becomes a business, it becomes cancerous disease that grows and grows to such a size that it runs the country more than the actual government does. 

    There needs to be a limit, the proverbial "Level Cap", to these business's and corporations. These companies have so much power and influence that nothing can stand in their way. Quoting a line from The Godfather (the video game) "One lawyer can steal more money than a hundred guys with guns." and it is the truth. Not only that, but when companies like these grow bigger and bigger their moral choices seem to dwindle in the fact that they no longer care what their company does as long as their job gets done and a profit is made, paying no mind to the peoples lives they may have ruined or the irreversible effects their productions have on the ecosystem. Even though laws and regulations are put into place to control certain aspects of company production to prevent these things from happening, all they need to do is unleash their army of lawyers and new policies and contracts are put into effect and efficiently bypass these laws and regulations as if they never existed. How is this possible and why are they allowed to get away with it? The answer? The dollar. Everyone gets a cut, everyone is happy, and turning a blind eye is a lot easier to do.

    Well I hope those fat cats with their millions and billions are happy now because if something else does not get fixed soon, the dollar is going to be worth as much as a dump in a toilet. As I said, I'm no economist but from what current predictions are, the national debt is climbing and soon to be so epically high that this country is going to go bankrupt and in my views will end up in one of few ways. Either A: The country will go into a depression even worse than the one in the 1930's and will never fully recover. B: With current ties to foreign production and trade with countries who hold most of our debt, the one outcome would be that countries will eventually buy out the United States piece by piece till it no longer exists. Or C: The United States will go through another "Revolution", politically first with protests, petitions, and legal reform but will ultimately turn violent when things do not get resolved right away and riots, uprisings, and even rebel coups could present themselves.

    The U.S. is going to be very very vulnerable within a few years time unless something is done about it NOW. But of course the United States is by far the most arrogant country and will not do ANYTHING about it until it actually backfires on us. I fear for our future, I fear that the once mighty United States of America will become another civilization that future children will read in history books and wonder what happened and how could our great leaders let this happen? Ultimately, I fear that one day, I will awake to the sound of riots, the sight of flames on the horizon, with crowds of people running with weapons turning this land of peace and prosperity into a veritable wasteland and war zone. I know that this is the most extreme vision of the future and has a small percentage of actually happening, but with things the way they are and the possibility of foreign control, government change, or total economic collapse all routes will evidently lead to some sort of uprising, be it violent or not. However, being a country founded upon personal firearm possession and having a short temper when coming to issues that affect our well being.

    Although I am holding a very pessimistic view upon the future of the U.S., there is one thing I noticed with the history of the U.S. The ability to overcome huge obstacles, obviously without some sort of drastic change. So in due respects we have the ability to be apart of history, a chance to speak to our grandchildren and go "Oh I remember the great revolution of 20xx" But I can't say that I am really surprised that this will happen. It has been too long without some sort of radical change necessary to fill the next generation of students history books with. In part I'm kind of excited to see what will befall, but also wary, most of all though it will require patience and preparation. I step down from my soap box now and will probably not speak of politics for some time now if at all. /rant

My Gaurdian Cat...so to speak.

    For lack of anything else to write about I discovered a quirk about my cat that I have found to be a double edge sword. To tell this story I must tell another, A while back, when I was still living at my first apartment, Mary (my ex) had brought home a small kitten. It couldn't have been more than a few weeks old for I could hold the small thing in the palm of my hand. I've always had a soft spot for cats, I grew up with them and found them to be extraordinary, specially their larger cousins of sorts. Anyway, there was something special about this cat that I felt. It was very friendly and loving...maybe a little aggressive when it played but none the less you would of though it was your everyday cat. I named it Ash, one for the color of his fur and when you held him in you hand it look like a mound of ash in your hand but after noticing its awkward habits of sometimes getting hyperactive and spontaneously run around and playfully attack someone without notice, it had reminded me of Ash from the movie Alien, an android who towards the end of the film randomly goes hang wire and tries to kill the crew.

    Fast forward a little bit, I'm at my second apartment and everything is ok. Ash is his usual self but lately has shown a bit more aggressiveness. I should point out by now that we have yet to have him neutered, so I figured his aggressiveness was due to that and since I was still struggling with money at this point I never really had the money or the time to take him to the vet. But all in all it was tolerable, whenever he acted up we would just spray him with water or put him in the bathroom for "time out" and he was right as rain for a good while. The other thing that caught my attention was that his aggressiveness was hardly ever towards me. When he did display it it was always toward either Mary or Chauncey (my other room mate at the time) which was weird but not uncommon. But at least after he had calmed down would he go and lay in their lap or sleep next to them or what have you. Now I'm at this entirely new situation that has me kind of worried about my cat that I've had for little almost two years.

    As you all know or now know, I lost the apartment I was staying at up till now. So now I have moved back in with my father up north on bell. Today we had grabbed a good portion of all my belongings and decided to stay at my dads from here on till I go back to collect the rest of my things and clean up the place. Now my dad has came back and forth ever other day bringing boxes and taking. Since Ash has only known three people his whole life, seeing someone new was a bit of a shock so he was wary of dad, hiding under the bed, staring him down, and meowing really loud at him. Understandable I suppose, but it happened every time he came. Now it was the big day and we transported him to the house and into my room, his new home. He was scared, baffled, disoriented, and what not but the one thing that he showed now was complete fear and anger towards the rest of the family...except me.

    When ever someone would come to my door he would instantly start growling, when the person poked their head into the room he would give a hiss and meow loudly. A surprised sister had a the cat cling to her leg for a moment. I know he is in a new environment with strange people all around and I'm sure with time his attitude may change as he slowly accepts his new home. But it feels strange having an animal that's extremely loyal to me and only me and no one else. I'm sure a visit to the vet and some patience will do some good but for now I guess I'll hang a "Beware of Cat" sign outside my door. 

The Motherland

    So tonight is the last night I'll be here in California. It's about 2:30am and I have to be up at around 7am to pack and hit the road to make the long trip back to Arizona. A large part of me just wishes to forget everything I have in that state and just start over here, but unfortunately I have obligations to attend to. I enjoyed my time out in Arizona while it lasted, especially with the friends I made, the experiences I've had, and the lessons I learned. In no way will I ever forget the times I've spent there and people I met, but no longer does Arizona appeal to me like it used to. The motherland calls and beckons to me like a siren, even more so now that I've made my trip out here.

    My move will not be right away but it will be soon. Since I had lost my job at Target for idiotic technical, black and white, company red tape, bull shit policies. It's gonna be sooner or later. So far its looking like this:

    Plan A: Upon my arrival to Arizona I begin my job search, hopefully one I can acquire within a month, and continue to live in my apartment and finish out my lease. From there, I move back with my dad, save some money, pack my essentials that I can carry on a plane, then move out back here and start fresh. That is the plan I'm hoping for. But of course with every plan there must be a contingency, which brings us to...

    Plan B: Upon my arrive to Arizona I begin my job search, by perchance I do not acquire one by the time I owe rent to the complex I live at I will have to cut my losses, tell the complex of my situation, break my lease, owe them money (which will put me further into debt), then move back with my dad, scrape up what I can to buy a ticket to California, and starting fresh sooner than I had anticipated.

    We will see what will happen but from the positivity I have gotten this past week I think I can take whatever Arizona can throw at me, so bring it on. I have contacts and friends in places that I know can help me. You know who you are. And to the friends I have acquired over the years I've spent in Arizona. I will always remember you and will still be in connections with ya. Anywho, it's late and I need to be up early so I'll see you guys in Arizona sometime tomorrow.

My Yerning

    Well now that I don't have a job I've had a lot of time to think...and play video games but who says I can't do both? Anyway, I've been reminiscing about my college days, even though the school was crap, I did learn a thing or two from them. With those small nuggets of knowledge, I look at my games in a new light. I don't see three-dimensional avatars on a screen completing various tasks or destroying multiple buildings and/or persons. I now see rendered wire frames, animation sequences and triggers, bump mapping, skinning, and story building. As much as hated the school, I enjoyed the time spent there, specially with my classmates. Was the only real time I ever felt part of a team working for a common goal. We brainstormed, came up with crazy ideas, even built a basic story for a game...but we just didn't really forgo with much due to school and work.

    I guess what I'm really saying is that I miss being apart of a project, working with friends, having a good time and come up with great ideas then actually putting them into use. I managed to pull out my Bamboo Waco drawing tablet from the depths of my closet, blew off the dust, and plugged it back into my laptop. Hopefully I can shake off some of these cobwebs and get my creativity flowing again, but what I would really enjoy is to get a band of friends together and think of something to create...there's no greater feeling than to shape and mold something from nothing and make it into something...even if it turns out crap it's still something. 

    Anyway I guess in the mean time I'll just practice with my Waco and if anything comes up or if anyone has an idea, I am more than willing to put my creative touch on it.

 

My Ballad

    Since I have a lot of time on my hands, I figured I'd start a blog. I wanted to make my first blog a story of my life so far but did not want to just write out a novel since that would be really bland I suppose, so instead I wrote it in ballad form. Its my first ballad so forgive me if its a little rough and there are some gaps in the story but just bare with me here.

Ballad of the Cursed

Here I tell you of a tragic tale
Of a young lads life
His urge not to fail.

He was raised with love and and affection
And grew up with a lot of expectations.

He travled the land from here to there
The sights he saw were many
No friends to bare.

His only companion
Was his brother Kenny
The times spent with him
Were great and many.

You might think that this tale is not tragic at all
Here is where the story takes its fall

As he matured yet was still a boy
The news he got that day was not of Joy

He had found that his mother was sick
A cure not in sight
Wounds that can't be licked

Cancer was the enemy
His mother battled
Fear and saddness
Everyone rattled.

The boy had hoped
The boy had prayed
All his please ignored
He felt betrayed.

His mother had lost the fight
Not a stroke of happiness was in sight.

His life was all but a haze
He had learned a great deal in those days

He continued to grow
He was now a man
Friends he gained
Happy the best he can.

The years of school had gone
He had graduated
With cheers and song.

The yern for adventure was filling his plate.
So he decided to go out
See another state.

So out he came to the desert
The heat a blister
To see his dearest father and his lovely sister.

Before he could even put his things on the floor
He could see that his family was at war.

Sister was wild
Could not be tame
Fighting with father
Telling him he was lame

Father was patient at first
His anger was building
Ready to burst.

As for the hero of this tale
He tried his best to bring peace
But it ended in fail.

Drowned out the fights so long
With the sound of music and song.

Over time he had yerned for love
Seach he did
For his gentle dove.

Time at last did he find his girl
The fun he had
His world was a whirl

They went to college
Looked to be a pretty good school
But soon they realized
They were taking them for fools.

Taking their money
Giving nothing in return
They left that place
Hoping it would burn

As the months went by
Like a speeding bus
He found out that the girl he loved
Turned out to be a sucubus.

He cried and beged for salvation
But soon he learned
There was no redemption.

Severd now is their love for each other
But friends they remain
Like sister and brother.

That too turned to be for not
As they argued over and over
Screaming a lot.

He never felt a rage in himself so pure
It was evil and uncomfortable thats for sure.

He stowed his anger
In place showed grace
Letting the evil woman share his place.

Seperated they were
Everything fair
In his heart though
The old feelings were there.

He pushed them aside
Went on a quest
To find another woman
This time the best.

Women he dated here and there
Nothing he could hold onto
He tried his best just to be fair

So he spent the days
Lonely and single
Then all of a sudden
His ex gave him a jingle.

I have a friend in need she said
Has not place to go
In need of a place to rest his head.

His heart showing nothing but care
Took the person in
A life he may have spared

This new person was not all that bad
What he begain to realize
Made him somewhat sad.

This guy that her ex had said to be a friend
Was turning out there was more story to that
Just around the bend.

She had feelings for him
That he could see.
He was left in the dark though
Why could that be?

He tried not to let it worry him so much
Why should he care?
They were no longer together as such.

So he let it go and continued his life
Trying to find a woman still
Who could one day be his wife.

He was employed at a store that bore red
Gave him money for food and bed

Now he had two extra mouths to feed
His funds were low
More money he would need.

He urged and cried for them to help
Promises and lies did they delt

He struggled and helped the best he could
Taking in two others with no job
Something no one else would.

He was exausted of this desert heat
Yerned for his homeland
With the sand at his feet.

He thought and planned with all his might.
Then he smiled
With a plan in sight.

It all had changed
The plans had waited
Since now his employment was terminated.

Here now does he sit
no money
No girl
Getting tired of all this shit.

He will endure
He will press on
Soon he will be at home
Singing his song.

For now this is where the tale ends
But the ballad will continue
So don't worry my friends.