"Food" for Thought

Forgive me Hudak, for I have sinned. It's been 2 days since my last blog, and I have committed the sins of laziness and computer failure. Please, forgive me.

Alright, enough of that silliness. On to some good stuff. So, have you ever had a vivid dream of food, just to wake up hungry and not have that food? I'm in this situation right now. And, I thought to myself, I said "Self, how practical would it be to have a machine that could teleport real food into your dream so you could wake up and not be hungry and disappointed?" However, there are some major drawbacks to such an idea, such as obesity. I'm as thin as a twig, so I couldn't care less, but I know people would be mean and say stuff about it to me. I don't want to deal with them. On the plus side, world hunger would be seriously reduced. Even if poor countries can't afford the machines, our food industries would have to sell to someone. Why not sell food to Africa? Although, the prices may need to come down a bit... Sound like a good story idea?

If you haven't noticed, I like ravens. They're inspirational and meaningful in many ways. Some native american tribes say the raven is a mischievous and clever spirit. I like to associate myself with this pranksters because I think I'm like that myself. Wouldn't it be cool if we all had our own little ravens on our shoulders, telling us things to do and people to brutally trip! =) My aunt used to tell me I had evil spirites wispering to me, telling me to do horrible things to people... I hope she enjoys those pillowed walls, because the spirites told me that's where she went. Ok, that's a lie, but come on! How credible would that really be? Speaking of ravens, I have another set of lyrics I'd like to bring to class on my day. I'm so stoked. This is my "#1 hit", and I'm not giving away any hints other than it's about a raven, and the raven for me symbolizes the pain of others. And no, I'm not embracing it. Guess you'll have to wait and see! =)

Advice from my peers

Let's just say I know a guy who knows a guy who writes lyrics. By property of association, and by common knowledge, this friend of a friend is obviously me, but you don't know that. So I, uh, I mean, this guy I know has these lyrics, and he's not too sure he can use them as part of his "presentation" for our class. The only way I could think of is to get your opinions before letting Hudak eat my soul. Please, just take a look and tell me if you think it's "PG-13" enough for class.

This is called "Animalistic". (which has nothing to do with Animal from the Muppets, trust me)

That look in your eye,
It teases me so.
You'll push me to the edge,
I'll have nowhere to go.
You're unlocking my cage,
Is something amiss?
Or is it that you fear
This animal's kiss?

Biting, bleeding,
Heavy breathing,
Primal screaming!
It's so sick!
Grunting, growling,
Midnight howling,
Teeth shown scowling!
Animalistic!

There's nowhere to hide,
I'm coming for you.
It's the thrill of the hunt,
There's nothing you can do.
Your scent is in the air, Let me eat you whole!
I want to taste your blood,
Let me steal your soul!

Biting, bleeding,
Heavy breathing,
Primal screaming!
It's so sick!
Grunting, growling,
Midnight howling,
Teeth shown scowling!
Animalistic!

You love it, but still
You can't get enough.
You try to take me on,
But, babe, I'm just too much.
I'm driven by instinct,
The animal law.
And I want you to hear,
This animal's call!

Biting, bleeding,
Heavy breathing,
Primal screaming!
It's so sick!
Grunting, growling,
Midnight howling,
Teeth shown scowling!
Animalistic!

Now comes the moment of truth. Is this too risky, or could I possibly get away with this?

Well, last night I had a dream of some sort of zombie invasion. And I thought to myself, I said, "Self, this is the makings of a good story." So, allow me to set the scene. Sit back and enjoy! =)


Imagine The Matrix only the sinister future holds a more gruesome outcome. An obvious leader stands in the middle of a crescent shaped group of ill fated, scared men and women. This leader, a woman, declares that this is the final stand the human race has before the zombie hordes ruin everything...
Behind her is their champion, the Neo of the human race if you will. He has the typical look; Sun glasses, tattered leather jacket, and a blank expression. (Yes, as corny as this sounds, that's me in this dream.) He doesn't seem scared of death, nor does he seem to feel any compassion for his team. Typical bad ass.
"Let's go team!" Says the leader, "And good luck." But before everyone leaves, the champion says his one and only epic line; "Today humanity dies. There is no life after this."
Then there's the epic fight scene, and people die, and zombies eat, and the world goes 'round. It's still a work in progress, so we'll see where this takes me. I'm not 100% sure, but I think I'm going to make this into a piece I can have assessed by my peers (aka, you). Comments would be nice, just saying. Thanks!

Jammer

The Beginning

This is my first blog ever. I'm not quite sure how to do any of this, so I'll just start by detailing what can be found on my new blog. I wright short stories and poems and songs. Most of my work is about fantasy, but my songs are more gothic or dark fantasy. I'd like input from anyone about my songs. Don't be afraid to tell it like it is, I respect that more than sugar coating something. If it sucks, tell me it sucks, tell me why it sucks. I want my songs to make it. If my lyrics can't make it a hit, then I'll fix it or trash it. My short stories aren't that important to me, but I do like to write them, and if you enjoy them then that's a big plus for me. We'll see where this blog takes me...

P.S.- Please don't take my work. I'm very paranoid about that. Just putting that out there. Thanks!

Jammer