Path of an Unwilling King

So the soldier slowly witnesses the collapse of his empire. An empire that is mediocre at best. Still, it's all that he has and knows. It's been corrupt and deteriorating slowly for a long time now. The officials are full of greed and ignorance. The people are full of pain caused by the malice in search of justice; their goals are also blinded by ignorance. Everyone knows but it's taboo to speak of the grave situation. The soldier, now a reluctant general, feels the weight of all that is on his shoulders. The weight that is the empire, the kingdom, and all that belongs in it's realm. He protects because it's in his nature. He protests against the wrongs and speak of all that is forbidden. Still, his words did not help because they were too blunt. For the ignorant, the TRUTH is too strong. They fear it which leads them to despise it. Ignorance unables them to learn which in turn causing them to refuse to believe, even if it's something as simple as truth. They believe in and hold on to lies because those words and paths are always easier. Lies allure them, as well as many of us, with promises of artificial gains and benefits. This burden cycles constantly through the general's minds. The turmoil is chipping down the walls to his empire. He sees that the ignorance is too great. The burden becomes daylight nightmares haunting him. The weight evolved to being unbearable. The pain is now too real. He sees the inevitable. Should he try to save an empire that is destined to die? Or focus on protecting a kingdom that has a chance to survive? The obvious answer is to allow the collapse and set up anew. Once again, his nature is to protect. He always thought he would preserve this empire with his life, but how can he fight a formless enemy? The years have changed him. He realize that he can not save the world. Oh, how he despise ignorance in all its forms. To be continued... possibly.

I Gotta Testify, Coming Up In the Spot Lookin Extra Fly. Before the Day I Die, I'ma Touch the SKY.

I went snowboarding for the first time last Sunday. I had a great time. Here are the pics of the day.

FOBScorpion Thang. "Get Over Here!"

Then comes the first 20 minutes or so...

A tree off the cliff

And a Concussion.

Pictures from the Lift.

MarkyMarkInTheDark.... Yeah, we can't see him in the light.

FOBScorpion is out for the kill, poor little girl.

This is a picture of Thang going to the bathroom.

This is the result.

It's always a party when Tommy's out. You can guess what these are.

Yeah, just Pimpin'

6 hours later, we're alright.

And as you can see, we were beat by the end of the day.

Then comes the news of a possible fracture...

This is what I'm going to look like for at least the next two weeks. Ahhh... The price of looking good.

My new snowboard. I got it today.

What do you mean the kid got no fear? Hahhaahha....

A part of my board.

FortuneTeller Talk

All my life. I mean ALL my life, I never had one fortune teller tell me one good thing about me. Yet, my mom loves asking about me. According to them (all different), there is no future for me. My mom had her palm read, again by another one, two days ago and she also asked about me. This one said that these two upcoming months will be my worst months. She also said something about knives, guns, me getting stabbed, and a faint description of the person. I wasn't really listening because they always sound the same. Seriously, can you picture that about me? Yeah, I didn't think so. I' ve always shrugged it off, but it's getting ridiculous. I mean EVERY fortune teller tells me this kind of stuff. But what can you do, just live right? I never believed any of the stuff they say. They give you little bits and pieces that you have to decipher that could pertain to anybody at any moment in time. Nothing is really concrete. Yet, people love to listen. I just don't understand why.