Enough is enough!

September 24th, 2007

You begin to understand the faint premise that your existance is base upon a cascading of factors that builds against you from the moment of birth. Its almost like a master plan devised by a mastermind that steals nothing but life itself.

On my blogs, within the pass 6 months or so, you’ll notice several entries of lost ones here and there. Maybe its that period in my life that I should bear witness to the ending of close family, friends, and any other. Maybe not.

It really doesn’t matter , and for me to think that this falls in my lap and mine alone, would be selfish and naive. Everyone goes through loses , wheter it be senseless or not.

I neglected to state this in the heading and with good reasons. I have a friend (AIE) out there (somewhere), lost, lonely, and no-one at his side but the Good Lord Himself. He’s been missing for the past 13 days after being abducted by a group of men. The cops found his 2007 Range-Rover burnt to a crisp somewhere in a desserted part of Queens, but to this day, no signs of Aie.

My question is and always will be, at what point did these “cascading of factors” build up against him for such a event like this to unfold? Aie is a great kid, friendly, and always has a smile on his face. I pray that he turns up soon and in good health. Lord knows we don’t need another lost.

Aie and Patty


Be strong, Stand proud

September 9th, 2007

Back in the days of my Highschool years, comics keep me out of trouble while getting me into trouble.  I use to pick off a comic a day, only to learn of the artist’s technique in his/her inkwork.  I just came across this image that brought back the memories.  And all I had to do was search for it.  If only compuers were this nifty back in the days. 

I’ll will duplicate this image the best way I know how.  Its a statement all on its own.  Its that hurtful time of the year again.  We lost a lot of people on 9/11/2001, and every year its like living it over again.  At times I wish that these imagianry superhero’s we think of will walk the earth among us, but then again, I don’t.  Somehow this place we call earth will find a way to manipulate them, use them, or kill them. 


 

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