Monday, June 15, 2009

Short Story

So I want to share a small sample of a short story I just thought of and started typing, so enjoy. Let me know what you think.

He knew he had no choice. His hands trembled as he squeezed the gun tightly in his palms. Beads of sweat trickled down his temples. He quickly licked his dry, cracked lips as he peered around the wall of the alley. His eyes darted left to right as he scanned for his target.

It was dark. The only light was the illumination from the full moon above and he found it difficult to discern the objects littering the alley. A slight movement caught his eye.


A dark shadow quickly slid out from behind a trash can. He raised his gun, aiming down the barrel, and held his breath.

The shadow darted at him and as it came into view it was a small boy, it's eyes blood red and teeth gnarled. It's clothes were tattered and smears of dried blood were evident, but the sneer upon the boy's face was an image he knew would carry on to his grave. It was the image of pure evil. The boy let out a visceral scream and he pulled the trigger and sent a bullet through the boy's brain, splattering gore against the alley wall. The body fell to the ground and lay still.

The man placed his left hand over his forehead, slid down the wall into a sitting position and wept. He regretted the past weeks events and the lives he had taken, but it has to been done. He has his orders.

Prevent the spread. By any means necessary.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009


Is it ever okay to give up? If one gives his all, only to meet with failure time and again, is that a sign that we cannot change our destiny? I assume only through trial and error can one learn the difference between having a chance for success or being doomed to failure.

I am a firm believer that things can change if given enough effort, hope and faith, but does the time come when one says, “I give in, I can no longer spend my time trying to rectify the situation. No matter how I try, it is at it's end.”

Is that giving up or simply accepting the inevitable?

If one strives so hard for something that is impossible and beyond their control, can there be a successful outcome? I believe the point would come where any man would break, no matter how powerful their will is. Acceptance is knowing there is nothing that can be done to change the outcome.

It was inevitable.

Saturday, June 6, 2009


Is our fate predetermined?

Are the choices we make in life really our choice, or is it our way of coping with what we are given and trying to rationalize the outcome? By convincing ourselves that we made this choice, now we deal with it, but is that the truth? Or is it what our fate had determined we would experience?

You think you have a clear path set before you and travel along it. Somewhere you reach a crossroad and you decide which way to travel. Not always is the path you choose the right one, but you push forward hoping to see the signs.

Then it hits you. You're going the wrong way.

Was that wrong path your choice, or were you destined to travel along it to experience what it beheld? If you had not traveled it, perhaps those life experiences would not have given you the insight to realize you're traveling in the wrong direction. The course of events that led you this way, were they laid out before you ahead of time? Does everything really happen for a reason? Is our future ours to control or is there a sequence of events that have been pre-scripted in which we are pawns?

Are the choices we make in life really our choice?

Is our fate predetermined?

Friday, June 5, 2009

Welcome to my blog

Well, I have finally joined the world of blogging.

I had avoided the temptation to begin, knowing that it would become addictive and I would most likely annoy those who venture to my page. But as of late I have had more on my mind, and much more to communicate via digital social networking, which has become all the rage over the past few years. No longer are telephones and letters necessary. Why would someone simply pick up the phone and talk, when they can spend hours typing and posting to say what would be more natural in person or via the phone? Makes sense, right?

After bombarding Facebook with various quotes and musings, I have decided to give the users a break, before a petition starts to ban me. If anyone has found amusement out of my rantings, here is where they shall reside hence-forth. I'll try to post something 3-4 times a week, so check back often.

Oh, and I will bombard Facebook whenever there is a new post. Oh, and probably post musings and rants.

Why did I start this blog again?