None canon part 1October, 15 2017. 10:21PMNone canon part 14 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I was thinking about you, Bunny. Said, Jamie. I wasn't thinking about anything negative or anything like that.
Bunny replied, Jamie. You should go to Fred home.
Jamie replied. I'll go to my cousin house maybe Later on.
* Jamie walked a way from Bunny *
Hypnosis Induction: StoryWe're going on a simple, poetic adventure. Your mind will visit many places, just like a museum where you're staring at the paintings and traveling inside. Or perhaps when you're asleep at night, flying through your dreams.Hypnosis Induction: Story4 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The feelings that we desire to achieve here are many and different. A unique experience for everyone; a different experience for anyone.
But that's okay: there may be some confusion, some things that don't make sense, but dreams don't have to make sense, and neither does poetry. Descriptions can be anything and everything. Words can weave wonderful worlds of magic and wonder
So read. Read my words and enjoy.
Of course, even enjoyment is an opinion.You may find something strange, or scary or weird or unusual.
But that's not bad. Even the things that may feel bad or scary, they're just another emotion; just another dot on the spectrum of sensations.
So let it happen: even the dark can be enticing, the light can be blinding, but also beautiful: rainbows, colors, grass,
HAWK Homing All the Way KILLER, yeah right....The Improved MIM 23B HAWK missile system was reported to be the best missile defense ever invented.HAWK Homing All the Way KILLER, yeah right....4 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
We were to find that out.
Invented by Raytheon it was subjected to many tests.
Now it was to face our tests.
The Cold Soak.
The system arrived with much fan fare. Executives from Raytheon. Military brass from the Pentagon all came up to watch this test.
It took two weeks for the weather to reach the correct testing temperature.
We had to have 35 below or lower. The system was to be open and no heat until it was deployed to operate. Basically a cold start.
The equipment was set up and we waited for the temperature to hit its mark.
My job was to move the generators necessary to provide power for the operation. The missile had its own system but we needed generators for all the lights. High speed camera equipment and such. So I got a ring side seat to the event.
Three days later we began the test.
The temperature marked 38 below. No wind. Perfect conditions.
The drone was flown into the are
Do Bears know time?In late January 1973 I had begun a new life in the beauty of Alaska.Do Bears know time?4 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Our base mainly operated in the winter which was testing time so in the summer we had a lot of down time. I was an explorer and was going to see as much of this land as I could. I needed this place to wash me clean of the memories.
Make me feel young again.
Summer days up there worked this way. We would have daylight for twenty or so hours with only 4 hours of twilight. The winter was the reverse. 4 hours of evening followed by twenty hours of dark and much colder but there was a side benefit.....no mosquitos.
I became an avid fly fisherman learning the art.
Our favorite place was Paxson Lake. There we would fish in the numerous streams for the Arctic Grayling a fish similar to the salmon and very tasty.
We practiced catch and release just enjoying the outdoors and fishing.
I remember we were about fishing when one asked what time is it. Another answered 3 o'clock. AM or PM?? Hell we did not even know. We would fish t
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Oskar's Drumming Lessonoskar's drumming lessonOskar's Drumming Lesson5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
and back in one summer of the late sixties I stole my first copy of ‘the tin drum’ by günter grass, from a general store down near rosebud on the mornington peninsula .. it was a fine morning, and the sun seemed to shine more crisply, and the sky seemed bluer after I’d walked from the store with the book down the front of my jeans without being intercepted .. I had to read it, as it’d been a recommendation from someone I adored .. and on page 43 is the first mention of the tin drum itself, at the moment of his birth he hears the words ‘when Oskar is three, he will have a toy drum’ .. and günter then goes into some some clever word play on all things drumming .. ending with mentioning that Oskar’s drumming teacher had been the brown moth furiously beating it’s wings against one of the sixty watt light bulbs .. and on page 55, in the photograph album of images taken on Oskar’s third birthday, the prom
Moving If you are unsatisfied with your current living conditions whether the house is too small, you transferred jobs, or the crime rate continues to go up every year, you decide to move. Mentally prepare yourself for late nights, inconvenient house tours, and back breaking manual labor. You finally found that house of your dreams and the negotiations are in your favor. You buy it, but first you need to sell your current house. You’ve got to scrap away the grime of three children, two dogs, and a lazy husband. After selling your now clean home for either under what you originally bought it for or above asking price, it is on to the actual moving process.Moving5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Your first hassle is to pack all your accumulated junk since you have lived in your current house. Tip: it is important to de-clutter and donate any unwanted nick knacks such as dishes still unopened from your wedding –grandma’s pink kitty limited edition collection item plates. After s
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Vacation time was coming to an end.
I spent the remainder of the time going down to DC to see the museums and such. I took my brother who was 8 at the time. We looked like father and son due to our age differences.
I did not mind. I knew I was heading back to the Army. Continue my tour of service.
Least I could do was spend time with my little brother....even if he cramped my dating style.
I could still see her face after I said her name when I would lay on my bed at night.
I remembered how we talked about a future together.
I remembered the blood thrown on me.
What made it worse was not the fact I had been in Viet Nam killing folks so probably deserved it but the fact she did not know. No one knew.
It was the fact that I was targeted because I was a soldier.
I saw it every day on the news.
I was glad when it was time to go back to Alaska.
At least there I was wanted. I was among friends. It was like a drug that once you take it you can never get enough of it.
Evangelion: Age of Ultron Shinji confronts MisatoShinji: (now possessed by Ultron and strolling up to Misato, grabbing her by the neck and throwing her down onto a chair in her chamber of the Wunder) Take a seat. (throws a bottle of scotch at her) Have a drink. Let's talk for a while. That's something we haven't done these fourteen long years.Evangelion: Age of Ultron Shinji confronts Misato5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
(Misato just glares at him)
Shinji: (Getting serious) My job was to save the world. That is what you and everyone else at NERV shoved down my throat. You were like the mother I never had. You could be cold yes. Bitter even, but you still felt like a mother. But here we are and I'm treated like an animal by you. I come out of my Evangelion after what has to be fourteen years with guns pointed at my face, being treated like a pariah and only three people showing me ANY kind of compassion, Toji's sister, Fuyutsuki and Kaworu, or rather Tabris. Out of ANY of those three, two of them were my father's lapdog and an Angel... (suddenly shouting) AN ANGEL! OUR FORMER ENEMY SHOWED ME MORE COMPASSION THAN
MarkMark's dying. I don't know him. He's in the bed next to me. I hear his family planning his funeral over the machines that are pumping air into his lungs. They speak of finances and final wishes. Nothing of the man he is. Is. Still not a was. Though they refer to him that way.Mark5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
The nurses come in flocks to turn him every few hours, joking and laughing. Bitching about the techs who 'don't know their shit'. All over the body of a living man who is dying. Mark.
The oxygen pumps, the machines hum and beep. I wonder what Mark sees. If he is in a beautiful dream or if it's simply nothing at all. I'll never get the chance to ask him. I wonder if the tech updating his Facebook status wonders what Mark sees or if he is numbed to this, this man who hangs between two worlds.
They're here again to change the saline. Whispering jokes. I wonder when I'll see what Mark sees. If I'll know when I do.
The FaceFriday, the day that most people like because school is over, but it’s the day that I hate, maybe this autumn I could appreciate the day more.The Face5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
My parents had told me that they would visit some friends.
I was going to be all alone and I kind of liked it but then my best friend Dug came, around 19:10 and he had a box with him.
“You looked kind of scared at first, scared that your parents would come home? Did you really think that I would let you have the house on your own without me?” He asked me later when I let him in. If you could label people then he would definitely be 'The flirt', he always flirted or came with cocky comebacks.
“I guess not, how did you even know about this though?” I asked him and a grin played on his lips.
“Because it was my idea, I told my parents to invite yours and then when finally they did, I excused myself and went here” He told me and then winked.
“Oh you cheeky bastard” I said but I couldn't help
Rose-Colored Mother EarthRose-Colored Mother Earth5 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
South America. 95 million B.C.
Tale told by the cracked, flaky surface of a nearby riverbed. All around, occasional clusters of drying trees are scattered across the dusty terrain. Along the fringes of one such island of tall vegetation, three elephantine Cathartesaura search for whatever food is available, two of them craning their swan-like necks high among the dead branches for dwindling greenery while the third wanders off to examine the ground underfoot. Whistles and cracks from their tails flicking through the air at sound barrier-breaking speeds help the trio keep in contact, along with deep chest rumbles sent and felt through their feet.
Sweeping its long neck across the barren dirt, the Cathartesaura scours the plains for sustenance. Its nose picks up something moist underneath the dry soil.
Digging with its snout, the whiptail uproots a cluster of tender roots. It’s not much of a meal considering the large quantities of vegetation neede
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Is that a funny bone?
Random Ramblings Through the StormI love thunderstorms they's purty.It's like a giant camera takin our pics...then it sees me n the light goes out but I always wonder what the photo turns out lookin like. N who ended up making the godawful goofy face that just ruins the shot, or is the normal faces the odd ones out.Random Ramblings Through the Storm6 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
When I was a kid, I wondered what light tasted like, if lightning tastes like pop rocks, n light bulbs like funky cookies or somethin cuz u would see uncle fester put em in his mouth all the time, did they taste good to him? I never liked the taste of metal much when eating pb off a spoon..,did they put flavoring on it? Or did he like the taste, wish I knew....
Maybe he had a secret to it n never told ppl that his tongue was really made of steel n metals were all he could taste O: How would a metal tongue be able to taste I wonder...n what flavors are a rainbow really? We can assign food flavors by color, but what if we're all off base? N it's really smells that should be associated like
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After a few weeks I decided to go home. It was time. I was settled in at my new station. It was before Christmas 1972.
I had been out of touch with my parents since I went over to Nam.
Since I was in covert operations contact with family was not allowed. As far as my folks knew I was stationed off the coast of Alaska at a remote base out of touch. No phones, no mail, no contact. Part of the cover in case I did not make it. I even saw in my record the cover story. Died a helicopter rescue attempt in the Bering Sea during a storm. No bodies were recovered. If wounded severely....training accident.
I hopped a commercial flight from Fairbanks to Anchorage and then to Seattle Tacoma. From there I hopped a red eye from there to Chicago. I was on a DC-10. All that aircraft with only 15 passengers. We all sat up in first class drinking champagne. I joined the mile high club on that flight. Never knew her name......Thank you for your kindness.
Some folks love a man in uniform.
Alaska...The Last FrontierNorth to the Future.Alaska...The Last Frontier1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I was awoken from a dreamless sleep as the air craft bucked about preparing to land in Hawaii.
It looked beautiful from the air.
I was on the ground for just over an hour. We refueled.
The pilot, a Major, was nice enough to take me over to the flight mess hall to get some food. I had not eaten since I left Nam. First good warm meal I had in months. The mess staff was somewhat disturbed that I, a lowly soldier, a non officer would be eating in this place but the Major just waved them off. He knew where I was from.
Away we went, this time on cargo and me.
I got to ride up in the cockpit area where they had an open seat for me. Even got to take a turn in the co pilot's chair while he took a nap.
It was a long hop to my next destination.
Eilson AFB, Fairbanks, Alaska.
Yes, I was in the Army but on an Air Force plane.
It was mid November, already snow on the ground and cold.
Out of the fire and into the freezer.
All I had on was a set of green fatigues, a bal
Closer to HomeCloser to home.Closer to Home1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I could not believe it when the CO told me we were leaving.
I was packed in a few minutes.
Grabbed my gear and headed with the rest to the CH-47 for the ride out.
Initially there were twenty of us. All spread across the firebase. 14 of us were on the Chinook. The others we were told were still out in the field but due to be called in. Such was the nature of our job.
We rode the bumpy noisy bird reaching Tan Son Nhut base.
Same place I came in at. Only then it was hit the ground, run to another chopper and off to my base. This time we stayed a bit.
The chopper landed out away from the main base near some hangers.
We got off walking to the hanger.
Our final debrief.
There we were given medicals, a warm shower, and turned in our gear. None of it went with us. I had to leave my M14 behind. Nothing went with us. Not even photos, cameras, or film. No record of us was to leave that place.
We were sternly reminded of the oath of secrecy.
Fitted with new clothes, we separated ou
Assassination Classroom Ryu Chapter 3Ben?’ he’s easily 9ft or so, he’s huge, and rather strange, I say that a lot don’t I? he looks amazing like this, gold chest plate with a large blue gem in the centre, metal right arm and low right leg, large green visor, yellow horns and small mechanical wings, he really does look amazing, well from where I’m standing he does’ good to see you again Ben, I know it’s you’ he looks away and then smiles, and then even starts to laugh’ you got me kid, its rather funny, all of them were scared of me but not my brother, but you were the opposite, you were scared of him and not me, it really is funny, heck even Nero was the same’ uh, Nero? Where is he, I don’t see him anywhere, this isn’t good, not one bit, oh no, were could he be? I really starting to panic now’ its ok, Nero is safe, he freaked out down at the school and Mrs Ryu as you know her is with him to keep him safe from the other teacher and students, he isAssassination Classroom Ryu Chapter 31 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
A grain of truthA grain of truth1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
A unicorn was walking down the street of Ponyville. His name was Caution and he was about do do his job, a safety inspector. He saw his friend, an earth pony called Gear.
"Hi, Gear! Heading to work?"
"No, I didn't get any orders today, so I'm just gonna test this parachute I made! I just have to find a place to jump from."
"You're jumping with a home-made parachute... Do you want me to inform the hospital in advance?"
"No, no, I checked it twice for malfunctions and it's fine... Say, you once told me you know the "walking on clouds" spell."
"We'll talk about it later, I gotta work."
His first destination was a cafe. Caution checked if they had enough fire extinguishers, if their tables were in good shape and similar stuff.
"All that's left to do is to check the storage. I'm getting this done quickly, unless... I must've forgotten something! Oh wait, I just started work half an hour earlier to make sure I'm done in time, silly me..."
"Hey, snowglobe! Come here!"
It was his girlfriend, a
The Factory The rain pitter-pattered against the leaves that hung over my head.The Factory1 week ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It was a sound that I hadn’t heard in forever, and one that I had missed. Spring rain was one of the few reasons I had to leave my house and just walk.
I was dressed in light clothes: jeans, a t-shirt, and a beanie, my hair pulled back into a ponytail. My hands were stuffed in my pockets.
I looked around me. I hadn’t been to this part of town in nearly a year. I used to come here all the time, walking the railroad tracks to reach it faster than I could by walking along the side of the road. It wasn’t the best of town, but it had its fair share of memories, as well as some c