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Response to: Blob's Journey Part 1 Posted March 13th, 2014 in Writing

I though it was cuwte.. two thumbs up for originality however "the blob" was a monster in classic movie called "the blob" that ate all of it victums by overcomming them with ooze.. I am not sure if you were aware of that. Point being it's not that original but your creation of these blob characters in these stories seem original like they are some sort of fruit or something so I give you much credit for that...

Response to: The Tobacco Smokers Lounge Posted March 7th, 2014 in Clubs & Crews

I like to smoke "Questa Rays" at the cigar bar at Tropicana Feild in Tampa and watch the Rays play...

Response to: Looking for Criticism? Posted March 3rd, 2014 in Writing

At 3/3/14 11:34 AM, Aeropostal33 wrote:
At 3/3/14 11:27 AM, vampiretodd wrote: I have no idea what you mean....... :/
thats because you are evil and darkness and light have nothing to do with each other..

I can understand you because I am in the light you cannot understand me because you are in the dark..

Response to: Looking for Criticism? Posted March 3rd, 2014 in Writing

At 3/3/14 11:27 AM, vampiretodd wrote: I have no idea what you mean....... :/

thats because you are evil and darkness and light have nothing to do with each other..

The Land of Invisibility Chapter 2 Posted March 3rd, 2014 in Writing

Solteks@Ampeutus (The Birth of the StarTek)

It was dawn that could only be awaiting a moon. And there were 4 blood moons on the horizon of man kinds final escapade into what very well could be a destiny of disaster. When disaster falls it is only the ones who have not come to grips with there eternal well being that need fear. And darkness has reigned in the sky's of Ampeutus for too long.

(A woman screams as giving birth) It had been about 4 years since King Mizor had recovered Anjutell from the hands of her oppressor and retaken the city of Ampeutus for Gods Glory. And know his Queen was giving birth 2 there first son. How could the Evil Lord Mel ever portray this Child as the Son of the Devil Mizor thought. Only the evil give birth to the evil Crazley his servant said calmly has he place the child into Anjutells hands.

And so as it came to be They named the Prince StarTek and this was the profecy that was placed up this child, By the prophet NeXile. AS the Universe continues to grow and the earth begins to give birth to it dead this star child will lead this people the Solteks into the light. He will be the Leader of the Children and many new technologies will be developed in his name and these technologies will be the technologies of the Stars. And until Jesus Christ of Nazareth Returns to rightfully claim his throne this child will be the one who oversees all things of Good. And the people will be happy all the days of his rules so long they stay true to Jesus and live a life in step with repentance.

From this Day Onward Declares King Mizor NO drakness shall come to pass in my territory, my son shall grow up in unity with the Solteks and the Kingdom of Light will RULE forever and ever Amen.

You finish this story, but you can't use my characters..

Response to: Looking for Criticism? Posted March 3rd, 2014 in Writing

have nothing to do with the Godless deeds of evil men...

Rise of the Soltek's Posted March 1st, 2014 in Writing

Time ticks by and still I cry,
To live and to die,
Is the reason why we exist,
But what are you living for,
And what will kill you,
Is the question that,
We ALL must face.

To Love is to live,
But life throws things at you,
That make you want to hate,
You can debate it all you want,
But only the chosen will,
Escape the hunt,

The American Generation,
That is emerging from the shadows,
As a Victorious People will be know,
As the Sol-tek Christians,
We got soul we got class,
At it just keeps ticking,
Like and hour glass,

Into the future we rise,
Into Gods Kingdom we fly,
It's a Blue dawn and a Green tide,
So turn from evil and choose your side,
Your either for us or your against us,
And we will win,
Like ink on a pen,
We turn our backs on sin,
And it will not end,

Maybe we don't know much,
But what what we do know,
Is enough to insure your soul,
Will be free and When Jesus returns,
He will Be Happy with those who,
Took the Time to read His words,

And these words I type,
Are not hype,
In fact there like ripe olives,
That will quench your hunger,
That is if your hungering for righteousness,
I am not worried about fame,
I am not worried about the game,

And all those Nazis will implode the same,
As a did the trade centers,
Who were so worried about there money,
That they thought they could plant bricks,
And grow crowns like kings and queens,
If you are curious as to what it means,
You need to open your mouth and ask questions.

I'd rather be know as King Nothing,
Than to be so fill with something,
That makes me doubt,
And is not true,
So paint me yellow and blue,
And tell me I'm kool,
But for know I am just going to,
Go back to school,
And study piano.

Response to: I can't write so I pretend I do. Posted February 25th, 2014 in Writing

Keep writeing.. sometimes your blind to your own work and don't realize you have talent when you really do..

Response to: I am my own home Posted February 25th, 2014 in Writing

wow Alot of very GOOD information in there too much for my material mind to comprehend.. I'll just absorbe it like cotton candy

Response to: My revenge Posted February 24th, 2014 in Writing

At 2/18/14 12:09 AM, ZE13 wrote: I want reality to hit him like a ton of bricks, smashing him into the pavement. releasing a hail of basketballs to bounce on his corpse mercilessly, I want the smell of defeat to linge all inside his body. his blood will be filled with the mist of shame, and all his fake followers to shall dissolve in his finger tips all that shall be left is thin air. I want the sky to fade darker and thunder to beat the floor as if the sky is coming down on him. And when he stands up to wipe the shame of his noes it'll burn his skin. He'll walk home with rain drenching his body by the time he makes it home he'll stare at the shame running down his face. day after day bits of karma will follow his every movement, it'll be in his cereal chicken or stake, the mighty and powerful oppressor becomes the weak pitiful mess. After years in Denial the mirror bounces back his flaws.

What do you think of my poem?

Sounds like some nazi got the best of you and you are giving in to that nazi's tactics to fufill your own failing conscious. If you knew the first thing about reality you'd realize that God has already prepeared a place for people like this and it is Gods place to avenge you not your own. This is probly why you have fallen so shot. Because in your pride you have begun to believe that if you hate someone enough then your evil fantasies will come true. That's not how it work's. Revenge only destroys U. And this false impression that you have on your soul is probly why you have been oppressed to begin with. Take a lesson from the american slavery days, and start singing happy songs about justice, Eventually you will like your work and grow to love your oppression. Just when that happens your oppressor will realize he has no power over you other than to make you do what he wants you to do and when he realizes he can't break you spirit. ((and aperentaly yours already is)) but when you start growing your soul you spirit will renew. ONce your spirit is renewed and you realize it can grow stronger if you don't try to take revenge, Your oppressor will realize that he no longer wants to oppress you becasue you are worth more than hard labor because you can sing these happy songs that even make him feel better. When you learn to forgive you will not only set yourself free but you will open the eyes of the oppressor and set others free as well.

The "Anti Nazi" Posted February 23rd, 2014 in Writing

This would be a fun story to write. It would mainly be all about creating vacines for hate and writeing things that sabatoge nazis like minm. I dunno any Ideas.?? What do Nazis really believe anyway?? Personally I just seem them as the blind leading the blind. People who will try to save chickens while the rest of the world is going to hell. People that are so caught up in there money and politics that they can't see that they are on a one way track to eternal damnation. Wolves that will stop at nothing to create mayhem for people who just want to be happy. People who lie there asses off like actors in these movies that have no other purpose than to lead you astray from doing whats right. I dunno any givers??

Response to: Dreams Posted February 12th, 2014 in Writing

and then you died and went to hell and burned for eternity...

Response to: Stumped. Constantly. Posted February 12th, 2014 in Writing

At 2/11/14 08:42 PM, subject1337 wrote: I love make up stories, comics, all of that stuff. Always have. The problem is, my thoughts are always scattered, I can only think of one scenario at a time, each scattered around, but never piece anything together that feels good. It’s a little tough to explain, but coming up with any orderly and sensical plot is extremely difficult due to this. Any advice?

Don't NAME your story until after you write it and once your done with your story be done with it.. unless your writeing a never ending story like me in which case just think of the most bullshit ass thing to say and keep writeing about it untill your sick of it... and once your sick of it write something new in retrospect until you make up for all the bullshit you just wrote about and make it a real as possible.

Response to: Loveing the UN-Lovabale Posted February 12th, 2014 in Writing

"Red and Black Counter Attack"

Yup, It's the red and black counter attack,
Armageddon as a Matter of Fact,
I see you fokers trying to stab me in the back,
Trying to Live My Dreams,
Trying to Tell me what it means,
You just a bunch of suburban seen feens,
Telling Me I can't handle the truth,
When you don't know the truth at all,
Ain't got nothing better to do,
Than to watch a man fall,
Well I'm just gonna light it up,
And Play some Hard Ball,
You got Wicked Schemes,
That the Devil Brings,
All that Money Don't mean a thing,
Your so far in dept,
That even if you had a billion,
You still couldn't touch,
This white boy Sicilian,
I ain't got a dime,
I don't commit crimes,
And all your doing is snorting lines,
Way of Crack,
Is your def tones attack,
Well guess what boys,
I just got Back,
The Boats IN the dock,
ANd I got the net locked,
The door is open and,
You still can't get out,
If I'm really such a liar,
What did I lie about??
You can't answer that question,
Because I don't lie,
Got my mind made up,
And I'm ready to die,
I'll die for my Country,
I'll die for my God,
I'll die for Taylor,
And Take a Bullet,
In the Head with JFK,
And when that Day Comes,
You'll all run like,
A bunch of looses,
Who Can't handle a gun,
For Now I'm just,
Gonna Have some fun,
Hey Obama your,
Sht doesn't work,
Your looking like,
A skinny foking jerk,
You wanna play some catch,
Tell your snoop lion I said,
Why's He siding with the enemy,
Sound like that cat wants,
To see the end of me,
I see his true colors,
I think he thinks that the terrorist,
Are going to kill all dogs,
I don't see him protecting his master,
So as far as I am concerned,
he's just a bump on the log,
This Jupiter Atlantis cat,
done took out a few assassins,
And took 2 Blanks 2 the Head,
And still ain't dead,
So get real and get red,
Or Go Home and Go Back to Bed,
We sleeping under the stars,
But there burning the flag,
Tell Jaz I said he needs to zip it,
Before he finds himself,
Wearing a toe tag,
I'm tired of defending myself,
I'm tired of defending him,
So praise the Lord red and black,
Just did it again

Response to: Loveing the UN-Lovabale Posted February 10th, 2014 in Writing

'The Time Has Come'

It the dawn of a new day,

And all I can say,
Is that when I play,
Everyone benefits,
Maybe I'm a misfit,
Maybe I'm a clown,
But I want to push you up,
Not pull you down,
I've found that words can kill,
And a button on your finger tips,
Is like an eclipse,
The sun and the moon,
Come out at the same time,
And just when you,
Think everything if fine,
You hear that dime drop,
ANd it's just like lights,
Flashing right behind you,
Like a renegade cop,
Will the madness stop,
More than likely no,
Everyone's just going,
In one direction,
And there all headed to hell,
Break the spell by,
Breaking the mold,
You don't always have,
To do what your told,
I really hope I'm wrong,
And when I'm gone,
You'll never realize how long,
This song has lasted,
I wander if any of you,
Ever even fasted or prayed,
Who were you praying to,
God or the Angel,
I was supposed to be,
One Song One Summer,
Didn't work out what a bummer.

Response to: Poetic Quotes??? Posted February 9th, 2014 in Writing

At 2/3/14 12:52 AM, RebelTea wrote: I write short poetic quotes that are basically stories within themselves.
My work is here: http://rebeltea.deviantart.com/

Give me your opinions.

Note: These are meant to be as they are. None of them connect. Take each one as it is and evaluate it as such.

you rock

Loveing the UN-Lovabale Posted February 9th, 2014 in Writing

At just the right time while the world was on the brink of clamity and chaos and the hatred of mankind was so obtuse a man named Jesus Christ came into this world spoke many great things, and it happen to be he was the son of the living God, the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords, after doing many great miracles, feeding the hungry and stuff like bringing people back from the dead, mankind rejected him and murdered him and stole his identity, by hanging him on a cross. Much to the surprise and demise of these evil hateful people, who might I add were much like us. Three days later Jesus Christ Rose from the dead and proved that hades and death had no grip on him.
Now here we are in the 21st century nearly 2000 plus years later and Jesus' legacy has not in the least faded. In fact this legacy of this Child of God has become so powerful that leaders of today fear him and his followers in a way that is still so evil that you would think it was an armed rebellion.
My friends and country men it is obvious that our level of faith and love has been least to say poor. If we only love those who we know are faithful and true to what we believe, are we any better than nazi's who love our sin. How can you love God whom you have not seen if you can't love your brothers and neighbors who you have seen. From this day froward I choose to LOVE everyone includeing people who are deemed un-love-able. And might I add that many of you in my pressence today
ARE by all worldly standards unlovable.
Stupid people HATE correction! And many of you here are so quick to jump to conclusions about what you think you know and what ought to be that it is just plain pathetic. You don't care about anything other than your own sinful, lustful little games and you don't realize how close to hell you really are. And what's sad is that most of you could careless. Well as for me and my website we will serve the lord. ANd that means loving you stupid hateful people at your most stupid hateful of times and doing everything in my power to see to it that you have every opportunity to turn form evil and do good before you find your self frying in an electric chair and ultimately scorched in the bottom less pit of hell.
SO dose anyone want to stand with me or will you all turn and run like a bunch of cowards. Where are you noble men?? you made it so clear that you wanted us all to keep our mouths I don't see anyone doing anything worthwhile?? I just see a bunch of loosers running around like little cocaroaches hideing from the light.
Please feel free to cuss me out and be as hateful as you choose, I'm here two show love and help people and If you have no other means of self expression than to make a complete ass out of yourselves so be it....

Response to: Some say I have a weird style. Posted February 8th, 2014 in Art

At 2/8/14 07:30 PM, valetta wrote: A new one, hehehe.. hehe ..
Minion!

I like them alot how long have you been drawing/painting for??

Response to: The Purpose of the Internet?? Posted February 8th, 2014 in Art

At 2/8/14 06:06 PM, bigjonny13 wrote: Ummm.... maybe this would be a question better suited for General....
Also, who has an angelfire site these days?

well I don't think it really matters what domain I use I just use it because it's free.. I'm not one to follow fads and and trends I make my own.. and the reason I put this in the arts section is "I feel like it's a valid question for artist". Because if you really think about it who is really in a position to change anything, I think the artist of today are a bit too focused on there art and not the people they are getting across to, if we as the artist AND people really want to make a difference, and I understand that alot of today's so called artist are just in it for the money, but for those of us who have a little dignity and choose to use are talent to better man kind this is a very valid question. After-all where would we be and where would we go if not for art.

The Purpose of the Internet?? Posted February 8th, 2014 in Art

If you can answer this question I would totally be thrilled. It seems to me that all the internet really is, or has become, is either A. a training ground for cold-hearted little bratts B. A place for Banks to conspire to capitalize off of idiots C. A place to connect your self to people of the same interest D. A place for people to fok around and act evil.

I dunno I use to think that it was a place for people to unite and share ideas but I guess the movie the matrix changed all that now instead of people really trying to connect we just have a bunch of evil lord of the fly children hate on each other every chance they can get...

qcc??

this is what I have always invisioned the net to be and I don't really know much but what I do know I try to share..

http://threetwolove.angelfire.com

Response to: Jupiter.Atlantis Posted September 16th, 2013 in Writing

and Mikey Mike X and the Rival Nation is the Super Hero of this Show.

and of coarse something like this NEVER comes at the right time.

She Told Me it was a,
Death row pardon,
2 minutes 2 late,
I wandered if it was destiny,
Or Just slated fate,
They Told to do this 3 times,
Both ways and I followed blindly,
Then they told me,
I robbed them kindly,
Finally I caved in and faked a bow,
Now I feel like a slaughtered cow,
And that's when it happened,
Everything exploded,
I told this girl I was the "t" word,
And Of coarse I noted,
I am just have a hard time,
Communicating cause all this racket,
And they told me I was,
Wearing the devils jacket,
So I took off my coat,
And stood in the rain,
And they told me I was,
Just so vain but never did they realize,
I was going insane and,
Believe me when I say I don't play games,
So here I am wandering why,
I have a drop of blood coming from my head,
By all reasons of logic I should be dead,
Now they tell me just stay on your meds,
It's a scary life when all you see is red,
But luckily for me the blue is coming through,
And the lies are fading away,
The ground is parched and all I can say,
Is Give me some room to breath cause after-all,
I'm sweating blood face down in mud,
Hoping for somethin, not sure what for,
Waking up at a musical door,
I just want to surrender and fall in love,
and Wait for God to descend from above.

ya ready??? HERE IT COMES..

I'm reminded of the monkeys in halo saying were going to die were going to die...

-------------------------->YOU FINISH THIS POEM<---------------

Response to: Jupiter.Atlantis Posted September 16th, 2013 in Writing

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I think this would make a good movie. It starts with a guy who is just trying to make it as and artist. Only problem is he has mental disability that hinders him from working a regular job. He's maxed out his potential as a single man and realizes he not that great of an artist. So he decides he needs someone of the opposite sex to help balance him out. So he sets up a web site with everything he likes and presents himself as a freelance artist that has gotten into some rather dangerous trouble but has overcome it. And this is the advertisement he presents. ATTENTION LADIES MY NAME IS JASON. I AM LOOKING FOR A WOMAN WHO IS STRONGER THAN ME SPIRITUALLY WHO CAN HELP ME WAKE UP FROM THIS FANTASY LAND AND HELP ME SUCCEED. I JUST DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. SOME OF THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE WORKED WITH ME WOULD SAY I AM LOST, SOME WOULD SAY I'M GOOD. AND MANY OF THEM ARE VERY EXCELLENT ARTIST. SO AT THIS POINT IT'S UP TO YOU. And Then the movie just plays out right here on this web site with some random chick saying hi.

Response to: Best of August 2013 & Follow Friday Posted September 16th, 2013 in NG News

and I'm about to shove a water hose up your candy asses...

Response to: Killing Hitler With Praise And Fire Posted September 16th, 2013 in Writing

so I guess if we are going to stop evil we are going to have to grow some balls and learn to read...

Response to: Forest of Life Posted September 12th, 2013 in Writing

yes that is beautiful inside and out....

Jupiter.Atlantis Posted September 11th, 2013 in Writing

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Evil is Less the Life and Life is Greater that Evil. Just Like Heaven is Greater than Hell and God Is Greater than the Devil. Wisdom tells me when I die my Soul goes Up to some Higher Space Realm called Heaven. Common Sense tells me when I die my Body Goes Down tor ward the Earth. Reality tells me 2 minutes before that happens I am going to be in a lot of Pain. I accepted Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior along time ago the reason I believe is Because He keeps your Hear warm.

Focus on Faith Posted September 3rd, 2013 in Writing

No one ever accomplished anything without discipline. Faith is a very gratifying discipline, and having faith in the trinity of God the Father Son and Holy Spirit is the best way to be at peace with yourself, nature, and the rest of the earth. When you have faith in the TRINITY your mind is just so much more at ease because you know that there is a higher power in charge and even if something bad dose happen it will work it self out because God is in control. Sure the same God resides over Good and Evil but wouldn't you rather be on the side of Good. When you are fighting for the "Good Guys" it's just so much more gratifying because that evil stuff is so annoying and to be hell bound is just not fun. So be at peace with yourself and "Focus on Faith." The Little Creatures of the Land and the Rest of Nature is Already in Gods Hands wouldn't you like to be too. If everyone sang the same songs and they were songs of Joy, I believe there would be less natural disasters. Because mother earth would know the planet was at peace and we wouldn't be so focused on Idols. Then the earth would fall in love with it's inhabitants and the songs of Joy would heal the land, the earth would give birth to it's dead and peace and harmony would prevail. So be at peace with Nature and "Focus on Faith". As for the rest of the earth I think if we gave more power to Christian Evangelist then peace would come faster. Yea I don't know nearly enough to elaborate too much on that so I'll just say Listen to the Evangelist and Focus on Faith.

Nice Guys Finish Last Posted September 3rd, 2013 in General

Nice Guys Finish Last:

You know I think of all the things I have written and said on the net and I think of the miles I have walked as a bum and now I am in a position where I can actually do and think of my reality as something positive and I think WHY, why would I want to do anything thing at all why have I put up with all this "nonsense" and created so much nonsense of my own and the best reason for it is this: FOR NO OTHER REASON THAN I'M A NICE GUY. Yea I've had a few mean streaks but you know you have to have tough skin, and you can't just let people walk all over you. I have a mental disability that hinders my ability to think clearly at times... but you know there are a-lot of really nice black people out there too, and to label all black people the n word is wrong.. they use it amongst them sleves just like us white people call our sleves crackers... so from here out when I think of black people and want to use the n word I won't, I'll just think I'm a N'ice G'uy and Nice Guys Finish Last.

What Makes A "real" Artist?? Posted March 25th, 2012 in Art

I think there is a difference between people who are legitimate and people who are false when it comes to art. For instance these gangsta rappers are artist but they take the fun out of it with there attitudes. What makes a real artist in YOUR book. I'd really like to know

Response to: Pepa La Peu and the Ampuetts!! Posted October 22nd, 2011 in Audio

I like playing computer..