Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
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Sunday, November 22, 2009

Son of Lies, chapter one. From 2009

Hi! My name is John,


The situation I'm in today, I have my ten years ago self to thank for. The fights I fought for the past 7 years and the ones I'm still preparing to face were declared upon me in a summer night.

Ten years ago I was a senior teenager, having a pleasant evening with some friends in the usual bar, I used to frequent at that time. Me and my friends, in a night like so many others, we talked about everything from, plans to politics, ethics and some gossip for the sake of argument. In that particular night, in the shuffle of several discussions, we somehow arrange to get to the topic of abortion and all its paradigms.

As a precedent pro-life believe, after getting nowhere with all the argumentation, I turned to the female assembly and said in this simple words: "In the chance you're pregnant, with an unwanted child, I beg of you to stand up through nine months of shame, and then for the sake of life let me take care of the poor unfortunate soul. I'll father the poor being, giving him all the satisfaction to any needs there will be."

Three years later, on the same bar but with a slightly different assembly. We gossiped about our lives and al its marvelous ups and downs. And this arrangement of complicated topic connections, one of the lady's present murmured about a past one night stand that could bring more than a night full of problems.

The assembly silence itself and the world seemed to stop for a while. All the focus was now on a possibly glowing star. And then someone popped the question "Did you make the test?" The lady busted into tears, like a little girl and said she was scared she wanted some friend to help her through the test. The group got closer to the little girl and comforted her, letting her cry, until there was no more pain, and fear to wash away, than there was the offer of something sweet to lift up the spirit, but she refused to give in to the enchantments of sugar.

It seemed the little girl had calmed down. And then there was this interview, with questions like "Have you told your parents?", "Do you know the guy's name?" and finally "What do you intend to do if it comes back positive?" The girl answered "no", "no" and "I don't know"

And then I took the last answer to reference my promise of three years before… But this time there was "in the chance", this time I was direct "I'll father this child…"

I remember my two best friends' faces, and at the time roommates, it seemed they didn't know whether to laugh or to worry for my sake. But I stayed the same, with the most serious face I've ever made staring at the speechless girl, surprised by a man that was set to keep his word.

DeWinter, one of my roommates, eventually killed the tension with a laugh, after rationalizing that I've must be joking. "What after all you're the gallant knight who will save the damsel in distress?"

"No" I replied turning to deWinter "I'm not going to save a damsel, I'm going to save an unfortunate soul from the clutches of death and its fiends" turned again to the girl "And I hope, you know, what comes if you decide to take that life you may possibly hold in you, the bloodstain you'll have in your hands for the rest of your life, the nightmares that will haunt you every time you close your eyes. I want you to think about that…" The girl was scared to death and the group, harassed me to make silence and speak no more… for the night was ruined and the party was over.

Everyone left except for me, Jack and deWinter (my roommates), the others accompanied the scared girl home as we stayed in silence and waited to pay the bill. When we were sure that everyone had left, deWinter stand up walked to me and… slapped me so hard that to this day I feel my cheek burning.

"How could you say something so awful to that poor girl?" She asked me, shouting for the whole world to hear how mad she was at me. "Why the need to scare her? She doesn't even know I she's in fact pregnant or not. You shouldn't have done that."

I looked at jack that still sited across the table, and kept silent watching as things developed, finally I answered "Cause and Consequence"

DeWinter was stunt and then she shouted "Cause and consequence? What the hell do you mean?"

"You always nag, about the fact that she never learns that actions have consequences in the end. What better chance than this one? Sometimes instead of nagging and complaining you have to take action, that's what I've done…"

"What if she's really pregnant? Will you face the consequences of your actions? Will you like you said Father the soul that in her?" Raised Jack from his long lasting silence.

"Yes, I will. I'll father him, take care of him, I'll raise him and educate him just like I promised"

"How? How will you do that? You're fresh out of college and you have no job, how will you be able to take care of this child?" Both of them asked, in a synchronized speech, almost like they've practiced it before.

"I have my savings, I'll get a job, and I'll ask for your help as well for my families. That surely will support my decision if I bring it up the right way"

"The right way? What do you mean the right way? You're going to lie, aren't you?" rationalized deWinter while we got up and head our way home. We thanked the bar staff, and wished them a good night, we resumed our debate only after leaving the building.

"Yes I'll lie if I need to." Jack then turned to me and said "Don't lie… there will be no need, we'll help you if they don't." then turning to deWinter he said "Won't we?" deWinter nodded after thinking for a few moments.

"Thanks guys" I said has we all came together to a group hug "But first things first, we have to know first if she's really pregnant, or if it is just a scare. Let's wait for the test results before getting the wells to turn. Will know soon enough what's to come, until then let's just enjoy the rest of the summer".

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Jokes are only funny if truth is alike them

Tales, the tales one once read and now sees on video DVD.

I remember tales my father told me when sitting on my mother's lap, and seeing my grandparents mighty portrait, I remembered like it was just yesterday that I celebrated my 59 years of life.

I remembered giants and fairies in a promiscuous life, flirting little princesses and young of mind princes. With spells and potions, enchanted words and voids of silent.

They were remarkable this tales I once heard, colorful words of love: red for lust and blood, green for greed and hope, yellow for glory and wealth and blue for infinite and young.

Black and white words to build the most beautiful garden if one might say and write in fellow black in so deeply and profound white.

There was a jingle to some of the tales, like those in poems ta-ta-ranane-ta. Mozart envied the tailors for melodies they had and he never enjoyed.

This is a text of liberation, and it's Amazing Grace is Graceful for your amazement, dough senseless.

Words don't need sense when written for the pleasure of just appearing in a paper one day, with all the mistakes the heart desires, one must be careful not to desire too much for love is the worst mistake one can commit, even a murder is easier to explain.

Because is pain is mundane and love is rare and in the presence of both, only fools say what they have is love instead of a lustful and painful crush for the presents of life.

But don't think of me to be one to never commit foolish spoiling activities, for I too have seen the ways and smelled the perfume of the Garden of Eva and Meg. It was great and worrying at the first sight, strange to others and a game to few.

And a gamer I am, in the full sense of the senseless way the sentence must and is read at your eyes for I joke, play and laugh at the faces of you. Because when one doesn't have anyone to laugh with must laugh alone, and so HA HA HA's are delivered to the faces of die.

My friends, do you think I'm crazy now? Of course not you though, me to be crazy before and now you find it certain, don't you?

I did warn my friends socks and sleeves that such event was bound to happen to a Schizophrenic lunatic, such thy socks and sleeves of their feet and shirts.

Admit only to one crazy thing my dears, for loving the best of everyone and despise the worst in all the same one, indifference and full notification of such events in a bored way. Yawn!!!

I hope you've enjoyed this senseless beating on the key, for I enjoyed as much as I enjoyed sex… if I've get any. For lust is such an exciting thing one must keep way for the rest to function properly.

It is a terrible thing for a man to find out that suddenly, through all his life, he has been speaking nothing but the truth. Can you forgive me?

Oscar Saied:

In this world,

there are only two tragedies.

One is not getting

what one wants.

The other... is getting it.





But then again he was Wilde as me.

Have a good one, for I'll will fill myself in lustful syrup, and bath with the wonder dreams angels of heavens and hells.

Lestat of Lioncourt

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