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Now, my NaNoWriMo Story is getting posted <3

2006-11-10T18:24:00.000-07:00

TITLE: Invisible Mentality

Chapter I: Prologue

This dream, the feeling, it was like a fighter jet getting shot out of the clear atmosphere by millions of small metallic beads that pierce through any seemingly impenetrable surface. A dream that swallows your morality and spits it back out in fireballs of pain and hatred. This temporary illusion is one that has haunted Kira's sleep for many moons now. And now this dream seemed more important then the others. The murder, the weapon, every aspect including the victim seemed like it had some supernatural connection with reality. Almost as if...
A faint groan echoed softly throughout Kira's cluttered bedroom. The television at the foot of the bed was still turned on to the local news station that recited the weekly weather forecast. A single white dove standing outside on his personal windowsill gazes in at the awakening male. It sees the pain in Kira's eyes and the sorrow in his potential tears. But it also senses the hope he has and the happiness he will soon receive. On top of that, the Sun shines with a brilliance that can't be ignored.
Kira coughs lightly as he arises from the bed. He walks into the kitchen to turn on the news and eat breakfast. The lady on the screen was telling about the disorderly crimes of yesterday and last night. 'A simple omelet is in store for today.' In fact he hoped that the whole day would be full of simplicity, especially after last nights little 'horror.' Kira sighed dazing in and out of consciousness. The dark-haired male sat next to the television set and ate his delicious-looking breakfast.
Soon after Kira finished eating he realized that his mind was entranced by that dream. Or, the dream was embracing his mind; he couldn't decide which. In like a simple process, events happened in a chain reaction method. That memory pulsed through each vein and chamber of his brain. Those pulses eventually became strings of electrons that grow strained under the pressure. The image, feeling, and emotion, everything just target-locked in his mind and refused to leave. This attraction allowed pain to enter easily and yet, when it stopped, Kira would feel no pain, only knowledge pertaining to torture,
'NO!'
death
'NOTHING AT ALL!!' Kira gazed up in the air to silently pray in his mind, to silently cleanse his mind.

Chapter II

"Okay what have we got?" the sheriff of Tokushima, Japan inquired as he ducked under the neon yellow 'Caution' tape. Many other navy-clad officers walked around the bordered area doing normal routine. Although normal, murders were uncommon even rare here, so many of the officers were doing something which seemed completely new. The sheriff would glance at a few of these 'Trainee look-alikes' and gave them a silent hint of what to do. "Ohayou Gozaimasu," came a random greeting from a short middle-aged man. The sheriff acknowledged him and trudged over, a little uneasy that a murderer may be near. This idea of a serious murder was beyond comprehension for most.
"We have a man, Caucasian, in his mid-forties, blue eyes black hair, all of his identification cards and such are with evidence."
"Good, at least we get a nice bit of potentially helpful information."
"Indeed sir. Now as you can see," the two officers stopped at the victim's head and started observing the bodily wounds, "the male's head is bruised on the left side. Some blood was spilt but not much. The impact was short and sweet but did the trick. In my expert opinion the weapon cracked the victim's skull and caused internal bleeding."
"Speedy and efficient way to kill the person, I see your point. What is that?"
"A minor scar on his shin that doesn't seem to be significant. Most likely from the struggle."
"Do we have a time estimation of the attack?"
"About 11:30 last night."
"No witnesses and no camera detection, happened at night with a nearly silent weapon, person was smart. So even with the wallet you found and the known location of the body we are still shooting-in-the-dark?"
"Yes it seems that way."
"Sheriff!" an officer in the nearby forestation shouted, "you may want to come over here." The sheriff rushed over and grinned. On the ground was a wooden plank with blood on it as well as another wallet a few feet from the plank.
"Good work officer."
"Thank you sir!"
"Tell evidence to come over here on the double."
"Yes sir!" The younger officer dashed effortlessly out of the trees and bushes while the officer from before nimbly hiked down.
"Good, some more to work on."
"Indeed."
The team of evidence collectors and investigators carefully stepped down the hill to the others.
"Sirs. This plank and wallet to be collected, but may I have a pair of gloves first?"
"Sure."
"Thanks." The Sheriff picked up the wallet and examined the inside contents. Inside the wallet, a fifty-dollar bill and two membership cards from different places lie neatly tucked in the pockets.
"Nothing much, but something to do to pass time."
"Hmm."
"Well let us grab something to eat, Shibo’s sound good?”
"Sounds good."
The sheriff and his assistant sat down at a table in the farthest dark corner of the restaurant to discuss the case. Luckily for them the area they sat in was sparsely occupied. They hated civilians listening in on their conversations and pretending to act smart. A waiter stepped up to them and asked for their orders both just had a cup of tea and a few wontons.
"So," the assistant started, "the victim is Caucasian male with a scratch on the back of his head with evidence of internal bleeding under the surface of the skull."
"This indicates the victim was hit with a blunt object, unless the plank we found turns out to be what was used."
"In which case we could run fingerprints on the edge opposite the bloodstain."
"All the evidence we hold is a wooden plank with blood on one side, and two wallets one of which we know belongs to the victim." The sheriff took a sip of the tea and continued.
"Basically all that we can conclude at this time is that a wallet we hope to be the murderer's was found and that the plank with a little blood on the stronger side is the victims. This also means that we can create a proper time frame for the murder."
"Oh yes, indeed it does. I seemed to have forgotten about that part. Oh, I must answer this." The assistant officer picked the ringing phone from his pocket and spoke to the caller. He hung up a minute later, "We have a lead."

NEW POEM!!!! FINALLY!!!!!!

2006-11-10T18:02:00.000-07:00

[This poem is lyric-like, but I have a deep connection to this song for some reason. Need to figure out why I love this poem so much.]

TITLE: When it Rains, it Rain Blood

Killing the enemy,
in order to save the weak.

Even if the enemy is your wife,
she will cry in times end.

The weak try to protect the strong,
and end up dying,
bleeding, soon joined by the strong.

Massive amounts of blood and sacrificed souls,
causing the rain to fall.

When it rains,
the tears of the dead fall silently to the Earth.
When it rains,
innocent people are murdered when they interfere.
When it rains,
the drops splash with the memories rarely forgotten.
When it rains,
it rains in thick droplets of red wine.

Enough rain to kill,
enough rain to drown.
Washing away tears,
bringing back sorrow.

So,
whenever you cry,
remember somewhere it rains.
And remember when it rains,
it rains blood.

Gomen~

2006-11-10T17:59:00.000-07:00

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. Life has been hectic -coughhellcough- and tiring. Poem and my story will pe posted soon. Like, within the hour. LAWL.

2006-10-02T17:53:00.000-06:00

OH MY F***ING GODZ it is meh. <3
In case you haven't seen a piccy of me, well here you go. THis is in my dungeon (basement/room) in front of a free www.animecastle.com calender that I got the last time I bought something. Isn't she hawt and just kawaii>>> <3 Anyways, this is pretty much random and a filler because I haven't written a poem today. SHAME SHAME on me. Oh well, this is an update as well. For english class we had to do a project, ... but what I want to say is that part of it was to interpret two songs that we chose to use. Well I am going to post the lyrics and my interpretation of it. If someone can show how my interpretation is incorrect or lacking something, I will write them any kind of poem they want and take a picture of myself/anything random for them. Crappy prize, meh, it's all I can do at the moment, but look forward to this. And also, try and get people to read what I write here as in poetry and stories because I feel now that this is dead (besides Mah puppeh <3 -pets-)

Dismissal

2006-10-01T20:40:00.000-06:00

[Well, this is a random poem pretty much. I don't like it either.]

My soul abandons me,
I become useless to the rest.

Nothing you can do,
no matter how hard WE try.

When push comes to shove,
all I can do is hide.
Our marriage in peril,
no, love is the stake.

Gamble away affection,
toy around with pride.

Forget time...
Illogical.

Seppuku of the Mind

2006-10-01T20:37:00.000-06:00

[If you don't know, Seppuku is a form of ritualistic suicide in which the person stabs a traditional sword into their stomach area. They must then stay alive and breathing until no more blood pours from the wound. Lovely eh? Keep this in mind.]

Shiba isolates his mind,
It feels like fate, but is
only fallacy.

Maggots crawling thoughout his body,
leeches sucking from the fountain
of life.
Only wishing that time is
lenitive.
Only knowing that wishes,
hope,
are rarely true.

Disconnected from society,
restricted from life.
Willpower that quit,
formal suicide.

Journal Entry #2

2006-10-01T20:25:00.001-06:00

Today, today, today. What to say. Well I got twelve hours of sleep last night which was really nice except that my body never wanted to fully wake up. I was in a sort of daze, which is bad since I was helping my grandparents move again today. But today was the last day that I will get payed to work. I get payed one hundred dollars tomorrow, I am so fucking happy I can't express it in text. The sad part is, I have a lot of algebra two homework to do still, but oh well. On the bright side, I get to take some of my Japanese music into English class and do a short video about it. That is also making me very hyper. Except for Thurday and Friday this week, I have been really in a good mood.

Reversed Freezing

2006-09-30T20:38:00.000-06:00

[This poem was submitted to a writing website in a poetry contest. But what I want is comments on it. Tell me what you think and try to find the moral of this story. Also, rate on a scale of 1 (just sucked) to 5 (absolute love).

Smooth is the soul,
like the chilling water.

Calm like the gentle breeze,
upon the tree-tops.

Fishes swimming freely,
avoiding the gentle hooks.
The ones that interupt water,
and stab silent fish.

A veil of peace,
that watery cage.

A cage of suffering; drowning,
yet peace,
A drink of vitality; life,
yet pain.

Journal Entry - #1

2006-09-29T22:08:00.000-06:00

Well what can I say about today. Guess I will rant starting with the start of the day to this moment.
The morning was okay, I had a test in Honors Government which was easier then expected. Gym was very easy as was English. This cleared my mind of any troubles thank god (I do not believe in god nor support the belief in god). After that I took a extremely difficult German II test on Chapter One, how sad is that. Everybody was frustrated as hell and completely freaking out. Then right after that I had Algebra II, and I didn't go to school yesterday for family reasons; resulting in mass homework assignments for Algebra II. So I have that to do this weekend, plus helping my grandparents move to a different city which is why I was gone yesterday and why I will be gone once again tomorrow.
So far I haven't had another of my emotional breakdowns/runthroughs. If you don't know already, lately I have been having issues where all of my current emotions reach the surface and drive me literally insane. The latest one last week I cried for half an hour, then started nervously twitching for an hour, cold sweats came. And when the cold sweats came I felt alone and twisted without any air to breathe with. I don't like what comes, but it comes nonetheless and the only thing that I can do is fight it to my full capacity.
Other then that, this year is going good. See you next post.

Stay Safe,
Zokuaku Mitsurugi

Request for MagicPet

2006-09-29T21:50:00.000-06:00

Title: Moon Cry Serenade.

He gazes up at the stars,
what a gleam in his eyes.
A tear falling in silence,
his heart quivering; pain.

She promised to return,
only to leave him in sorrow.
She thought she loved him,
but was tricked into lies.

'Smile my dear' she speaks in her soul.
She left him and his heart; now broken in tears.
'Please return to me' he says in praise.
He hopes that she hears, and decides to stay.
Only...

A year down the road,
a snowy December mid-winter eve.
She stands in the cold, tears freezing in time.
He lies in his bed, warm and protected from crime.

She finds her past love, the new one a true lie.
He opens the door, to see her broken face.
But what he doesn't have, is the potential to care.
She left him, what should he do in return.

A sad day, a sad night.
The moon crying streams of stars.
...
A lady walking down a silent hall,
her love ignoring her every call.

Greetings and Salutations

2006-09-29T06:28:00.000-06:00

Welcome everybody to the world that is my writing works. I post my poetry and stories (even partial stories) here and I post generally stuff about my life; in essence it's like a journal too. I hope you enjoy reading and being here, feel free to comment and send me emails with questions or even poetry requests. Here is the form to request a poem:

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