Simple Pieces Of Paper

It seems that paper and me don't get along very well and there doesn't seem to be much I can do about that. First I lost a binder, which most likely had my birth certificate inside of it along with several pieces of writing that are far less important than the certificate might I add. It seems now I have lost a card or two, not a playing card, oh how I wish, these cards certified me and my fiancee to work in the food industry. So, it seems like I might just have to scan every piece of paper I get into the computer from now on before I lose them. I no longer trust myself with important documents, so I am not sure what to do next time I get one... I guess scan it in and hope I don't lose the paper if the computer ever goes down.

Sorry for the small bit of ranting but its one of the only things I can do to let off the steam before continuing the search again. Wish me luck, till next post... Peace...

found the food service stuff and will now save them forever

Poem: Guess What the Topic Is?

the wardens of souls all take the fines
the lion looks down on all he leads
a few missionaries stride the lands alone
finding supplies to push them along
some white feathers litter the land
scattered from quite a good hand
the lions underlings fly through the air
drinking elixirs of life with care
a few angels sit in a painting
with one just above never shaking
a few things stricken from existence
judgments are passed
starting small
than encompassing all
all of this fitting or so it would seem
in these plains of white sheen

Posts (or lack there of)

Recently I've been noticing I haven't really posted anything anywhere. Not here, or my other blog, or even Facebook really. So here goes... I have still not found a job, but at the same time I am getting a better feeling about my stability and that I might be able to do my best in something soon. That and I am trying to volunteer at the con over here in Washington so I have something more recent to put on my resume. I do miss some of you guys back home but at the same time I don't feel like I am as stranded here. After I finally find a job I'll feel a whole lot better though, having my own money is always a plus after all. Anyway, me and Kat are good, seem to be doing better than ever lately and each day seems to make me more aware of how amazing she is. As for everything else... well there isn't much else to be completely honest, there's the relationship, my friends back east, my trying to make friends here, and the job search as always. If you guys want to know anything more specific just hit me up on Facebook and odds are if I'm not on just leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I get it.

I am Native (notes)

  These are just some notes for something I've decided to write and I figured I would share them with you all. I may not talk about this stuff a lot but sometimes it does get into my head. I recently read an obituary, it was my great uncle, my grandfathers brother, and i knew him well. I already knew he passed but I didn't get to read the obituary until recently. He was a member of the tribal council and to honor him, I suppose that's why I decided to write. Anyway enough of my rambling, if you like it or want to know more just let me know.

 Ø      Talk about which tribe you are from:

o       Mashpee Wampanoag’s

o       How they met with some of the first settlers

o       Survive to this day

Ø      National day of mourning

o       Explain what it is and why it is important

Ø      Talk about the facts that few know today:

o       Lasted 3 days

o       53 pilgrims and 90 natives

o       There was more than just turkey; seafood (fish, eels, and shellfish) was a huge part of the first thanksgiving as was deer, wild fruit and veggies, bread and “Three Sisters” which was made of beans, dried Indian maize (corn), and squash.

o       Plymouth rock is not where the pilgrims first landed, they actually landed closer to what is now providence town (located at the other end of the state for those who don’t know)

Ø      National Day of Mourning

o       Organized since 1970 by American Indian tribes of New England always on the same day as thanksgiving

o       Un-thanksgiving day: a similar protest on the west coast

o       Many native people believe thanksgiving is a celebration of the slaughter and enslavement of their people

o       The protests are to bring awareness to people about the history of the natives pasts, and stand strong for many

§         “We will stop protesting when the merchants of Plymouth are no longer making millions of dollars off the blood of our slaughtered ancestors. We will stop protesting when we can act as sovereign nations on our own land without the interference of the Bureau of Indian Affairs and what Sitting Bull called the "favorite ration chiefs". When corporations stop polluting our mother, the earth. When racism has been eradicated. When the oppression of Two-Spirited people is a thing of the past. We will stop protesting when homeless people have homes and no child goes to bed hungry. When police brutality no longer exists in communities of color.

In honor of Francis S. Sanford

Time War (double post)

This is to warn anyone that I will be forced to use posibly unreliable fan sources for information on this paper. Considering the topic I have chosen is completely from fiction, this is why I will have to rely on the fan base for any and all information that will be within.

I have chosen the Time War, as a topic. However, if the information is not available or has never been available I will be forced to change my topic to something more in the realm of possibility.

One of the thought causes of the Time War, was when the fourth Doctor was sent back through time by the Time Lord Ferain in order to alter the Daleks or destroy them completely.

The main after affect was the total annihilation of many worlds and species along with almost all of the time lords and Daleks that the world would ever see, except for a few survivors that is. With these survivors, you see what the Doctor Who series has today. Only two Time Lords, a handful of Daleks, and scarcely any other species that were destroyed by the moment.

All I could find is what happened before and after the time war, all of the rest of the information was either implied or simply not there. Most of the time war is terribly unclear, only glimpses of what has happened are shown to the viewer, reader, or listener. Why this is, I do not know. I only wish the writers would find some way to explore this rather large plot device we have not been allowed to see. It’s almost as if the time war is hidden behind a “Do Not Enter!” sign that will not be lifted any time soon.

But anyway this is a short piece I decided to do, not knowing what I would find. Since I could not find most of the required information I have decided to keep this topic up to the future writers of the series, and hope that it was not lost with the old.

I know I posted this on my other blog, but I figured that the people who follow this one shouldn't be left out in the dark.

Yesterday (not about the Beatles)

So I know that yesterday I was a bit... Overwhelmed with myself and made some angry, or even angsty comments about myself or my life or whatever. I really just want to apologize for that, it was a mini-mental breakdown is all though, I'm getting better and have applied to about 5+ places. Today was pretty good, I calmed down a lot and decided to relax today and work on job hunting tomorrow (tomorrow meaning when I wake up not tomorrow in the literal sense).Anyway, figured you deserved to know about the good in my life too. Here go's, me and my fiancee are still going strong and I still love her more than anything I thought possible. Than there's the living situation, I have been working around the house more and more to try and be productive while my job search is in progress. I honestly before today felt like I had been doing less, sorta  a looking back thing. So, that happened, and I have lowered my gaming times to the night, that way I can still be social and all that. I like to talk to people and game woah, haha. Sooooooooooo yea, I just need to slow down sometimes. Find a switch between panic mode and lay back mode. Might take a while but here's hoping I can get that down. I'll try posting a happier poem later on if I get inspired, to make up for that last one anyway. If they get hits or comments I might make it a regular thing, who knows. But until next time, Peace!

Trapped (a poem in here)

Trapped and scared
Thinking of what id do
Wondering where id go
Worrying about how I'd live
Alone and still
Life more stagnant than ever
No transport and no jobs
No fiancee and no help
Parents that don't communicate
Siblings that only want to leave
Would I just add to those wanting to leave
Or would I accept it as normalcy
NO
I wouldn't live anymore
I wouldn't be me
I would change and I don't want to
I would crash into a wall of depression and hopelessness
I would cease to be
So what do I do now I ask myself
Sitting and thinking
Worrying and almost vomiting
How can I do something that seems impossible
Try I suppose
Beyond that I only have hope things will work out
Hope that I won't be alone again
Hope that I won't have to go back to that hole of a place
Hope that I will be able to do something with my life