Thy Kingdom Come

This post is going to require little to no introduction. It is simply about achieving peace and what ways people perceive them to be just. The points will be precise and the goal is to make a change or at least enlighten those who’s eyes are covered in wool so without further ado.

            In this day and age so many nations are shouting talks about peace but how many of those people really have the fraction of an idea of how to achieve peace. On the surface the Father in Heaven created man and from there existence they have defied his every command. He has tried to control them but there defiant to day the ends of there lives and only at that point do they listen so why do you who can only offer death dare speak of peace when God lost his only son to this world in an attempt to save it?

            Peace can not be achieved in this day and age by talking but true peace…everlasting peace will only have one winner…in the beginning. For true peace to exist one entity will have to completely over take every other opposing threat robbing them of there God given rights and the fire of life itself. They will trample over them like there ants and they will rule over them but at that point how better are you then them how many cities must be covered with salt until true peace is realized?

            So many of you have heard lies about peace as if one man will bring it. That man has came been killed and is awaiting return he has actually came in many forms. From the actual Christ, to the Buddah all the way to Ghandi; mlk and even mother teresa. Yet as always history sings songs of presidents and kings that stand as a tyrant instead of a 

P.I. Day 2012

So today is a very special day and a very special time. It is 4:20pm on pi day in 2012 so out of all the days I figured this is the perfect day/time to voice about change a little. So that is what I am going to do with P.O.D. and there bass drum playing in my ears here we go.

           

            It really does feel like this world is caving in around me. I look around at this world that we share and it almost makes me cry. I turn my eyes to the sky and drop to my knees hoping you will hear a sinner’s prayer and that you haven’t turned a blind eye in your most defiant creations. Because only when I am in your spotlight does my life feel meaningful. Do you ignore me to make me stronger and deliver divine tough love? In this case I feel your nemesis is not to name but yet free will has become a curse. But live I must still because I lack the heart to end my own life.

            What happens when the youths of this nation have grown to become militant due to the indiscretions of a carefree government and they have loss faith with there divine creator. With no one to turn to they turn to each other and dwell in the darkness. They hear thoughts in there head that at first mortify them and they try to get these horrible thoughts out. They pain them like nails on a chalkboard…but over time that screeching turns into the voice of an angel and now there eyes can see through the darkness and the whole world is gray and all they understand is that this world was not meant for them it was meant for the sheep that are breed to slaughter and designed to enslave the wolves.

            There has to be more to life then greed and meaningless property. The message that it sends is loud and clear. But this world was built by dreamers and defended by the strong not the ones good with a pen. And the sooner the wool is pulled from over the eyes of those capable the sooner a change will come. Forgive the riddles and play with words plainly put this world and all the freedom you could ever want is in your grasp you have to only take it.

Birth of an Anarchist

Alone in his room is a teenage boy 16 maybe 17 years old. He covers his wall with posters of what he wants from this life. Dreams of flashing lights and company filled nights. He plays his music to drown out the screams and yells that occupy his living room. He turns to video games for guidance and tries to lose himself in them; his rage grows and grows with every beat of the bass drum every lyric that implies anger or hatred. He turns his eyes to the stars and talks he doesn’t know to who but he just wants someone to answer…but no one ever does. Know his wall has more posters but they have less meaning there just there to hide the holes in the walls. Dad may be a drunk and mom may be too forgiving but no matter the case this poor soul is living in hell.

            The many nights that he spent speaking to a higher being have helped him a little but he walks his own path he is viewed as an outsider but it doesn’t bother him what bothers him is that know one even tries to change this world. So he arms himself with a zippo to personify the fire that burns in his eyes and if the world refuses to see them he will drop the flame and be the one that burns the world. He is now a man and lives his life without regret an emissary of evil is what society sees him as. But a harbinger of change is how he views himself. Armed with a silver tongue and beauty to match he manipulates the weak minded and pleases those who he chooses. His existence is all about survival now; he is an Omega wolf and has no pack so he seeks to make his own and the ones who follow him will no enter the afterlife alone. He is an Anarchist and he has no fear.

            This tale is going to be read by 2 types of people. One will be an adult who only sees an angry child who is good with words; but a teen will read this and know that he is not alone. Both of these have the power to change the world but which will.

Game Review: Assassins Creed 2

          Assassins Creed 2 takes place in to different time periods. Your main character is that of Desmond. A new member of an ancient group of assassins. A direct sequel to Assassins Creed, you spend a majority of the time in the animus machine. This machine lets you play as Desmond's ancestor Ezio Auditorre. Now Ezio is the true hero in this tale. Ezio stars as the charismatic acrobatic and defiant young assassins thrown into a battle against the legendary Templar and watching his father and family murdered.  He sets off to make a change. A nice bit of Anarchy is involved. Set in the early years of Italy the scenic view itself makes the game worth wild.

        The gameplay looks and plays beautifully from scaling atop buildings to leaps of faith and who can forget those hidden blades. Filled with an exciting main storyline it also has plenty of side tasks to do. If you are like myself and a true gamer the platinum is not hard to get. There are puzzles to solve and combat related trophies, as well as collectibles. If you do have any issues with any trophies then your probably just not trying hard enough.

       As for the rating I give Assassins Creed 2 4 stars. The 5 star rating was not given because like the God of war series the camera has a habit to change on you mid jump/climbing often times causing you to jump the totally different direction. It is also sad that this is not a ps3 only game. Along with Assassins Creed, there is also Assassins Creed Brotherhood and Revelations. After playing part 2 I am very excited to try out the other ones

Escaping my Mask

Along with Frankenstein one of my favorite books to enjoy was the man in the iron mask aka the prince and the pauper and 3 musketeers was the perfect prequel and assassins creed an amazing game. But when I read or watch the man in the Iron Mask it screams ANARCHY to me and revitalizes my will to live and this is why…

            Imprisoned for 6 years was the younger twin brother of the king of France for his true face. His real face hidden by his older brother for fear of what he was capable of. Hidden was my true face and being from me for close to six years was my true self. For so long had I been told how the government must be right for so long was I told how God saw the world. But it was only when I freed myself from my mask did I see that it was not me that was unfamiliar to my creator and the rest of my kind but it was everyone else.

            Because when your government turns its back on you then you have no oaths no obligations to continue to follow in its tyranny. They are few but we are many there greatest weapon is fear but once we realize that all they can do is take our lives or threaten us with imprisonment and we refuse to settle for that then they have no power over us. For months now this blog has been going and no one has truly reached out to me to try and make a change and stand against this so called democracy. I urge you people to stop dealing with taxes and unjust laws no creature not even an animal was created to be locked in a cage so why do you promote fellow human beings? Please people stand with me and fight…fight for your God given rights and rise above the ignorance and hate of the system. I am Kayce Jones and I am a FREEDOM FIGHTER

The Scent of a Woman

The amounts of wars that have taken place in this world are more then most people can name. But the reasons for them being waged can generally be counted on one hand. If not for the love of money or the love of land it is for the affection of a woman that drives a man to leave heaven just to enter hell.  He leaves paradise out of desire to fulfill the desire in a woman’s heart to be loved by a man, and that is a role that not just any male can fill. Animals can smell fear on there prey and so does a woman; she can sense when she is with a man that truly does not deserve to be with her.

            Often is a woman’s heart approached but rarely are names scribbled on it. Because even though she may be a queen among peasants a woman in love is still just an animal and like a shark in blood infested water will feed she to will feed when she is hurt. She will seek out a replacement for the love that hurt her and if that also fails she will grow bitter and her once warm heart becomes cold and angry and she becomes a lioness without a pride… but what she forgets is that a lion can not be a king of the jungle without his lioness. Never apologize for chasing after love chase love and if you fail laugh at hell because you are escaping it and trip and fall until you once again reach heaven.

Seek and you shall find

   Over the years I have dished out tons of negative karma and I attribute that to the reason that my life has been in a downward spiral as of late. And I would spend my nights praying to whoever would listen to send me an angel from above and apparently every now and again even a sinners prayers are answered. Because while I wasn't sent an angel I did well my unicorn found me.

   For those who have been in the dark small closet since the dark ages may not know what a unicorn is and for those a unicorn is an all white horse white a horn on its head that only shows itself to those worthy.  Now when I sent my prayers up I asked for a dark haired, blue eyed latina with more curves then a racetrack.  She also had to have crazy sex appeal and be all about me..well I found her. 

   Now normally I am the one that plays hard to get but I couldnt help myself the moment I saw her. She gave me a few request and I filled them all and pretty fast. I never thought again I would actually meet this creature that was not supposed to exist but I did and now I have to do whatever I can to keep her near. And hopefully I can start a romantic side to this blog

  Forgive me for the lack of posts but my login is still tripping but I find a way in and scared to change the email lol.

P.S. yes this was written to you (S.M) xoxoxoxo