Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Another Bit of Memories


Conscious to but not a victim of

Maintaining some constant on else’s energy levels

Aware, conserved paranoia

One already knows nothing upon meeting newcomers

They may just be looking to trade

Or to take advantage

They may be searching for the deepest most authentic connection

Or the shallowest

Consistently all are on different levels of one plane

Monday, August 19, 2013

Excerpt from 'Mayhem'


While there is music, there is mayhem

Where rocks sit peacefully also violence survives

Only guesses tell where the start is

Bad and evil people who have become

Who've had things taken, stripped, burned, broken, buried

A life, a means, a quest for happiness: destroyed

To make way for the contagious wrath of misfortune

Wrapping, squeezing its way around air pipes

Thieves create thieves and murderers, murderers

A vicious cycle

Ever-present

Fear gained

Nothing spared

Strength of hope tested

Suspected initiation from the deepest south and west

So many rocks to throw

Or be hit by

Mayhem covers this land

From every which way
There is no end

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The Balance - Memories from Another Universe


Power was, is, and will be in the control of those who have seized, are seizing, and will seize it.*

Many were quick on the ball to imitate the Victor's spacetime-proof strategy, and it worked so well that 95% of all quarter-wit or greater species, including those of Earth, waged entirely self-destructive civil wars upon themselves. Entirety, respectfully, has learned from the Victors that nothing else touches the importance of this control, and that those who do not seize it surrender it to someone else. This has proven, is proving, and will prove to be both the most peaceful and destructive Truth in all Truths.

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Excerpt from MFAU


A broad landscape revealed
Rounding a corner to be blasted with light

Its beauty is cracked

Chasing the horizon; futile
Gabriela has found no resolution
And upon bestowing massive magnificence

Answers fly further away

Saturday, August 10, 2013

An Excerpt from 'How Edward's Hand Felt,' MFAU


The stem emerges two inches above the world

Nowhere near any area that should allow it

Elle considers with a fingertip

Wild life growing in a desolate place

Where bloem are scarce, the only plant around

Surviving from underground

Reason of how is unattainable

Reason of good and bad, immaterial

Her eyes penetrated Edward

She plucked the stem without flinching

And he watched her toy with it pointlessly

Finally tearing it into itty-bitty pieces


Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Sneak Peak

You may read the introductory chapter and glossary for Memories from Another Universe here on my blog.

Sunday, June 30, 2013

Writings of the Victor Family




This story exists because of a Power. By the pervading energy of the Writings of the Victor Family, these memories from another universe have been (and will be) presented to several dimensions upon lethal rips along the space-time continuum. Presentation of their Truth is the first thing to ever be recorded by mechanically- capable beings. These phenomena are beautiful eyeball- and eardrum-bursting disturbances that some may describe as, "bright,” and, “loud," upon bestowing their magnificence, if it is not for their timely, unfortunate deaths. Species with histories of and tolerance to radiation exposure, ones who do not comprehend the experience, and those who have become neutral with energy, pose chance at survival. If any are to sustain themselves, they would then face the consequences of this Knowledge. The Victor Family claims no responsibility for any damages to galaxies or ultimate destinies of universes upon delivery of this information.

Structured to be conveniently perceivable, the provided wave of substance is easily deciphered into common language. An immensely complex theory of record bases in binary and progresses past Mandarin. It becomes for many a planet the acceleration of restoration, peace, betrayal, and destruction, including one in Via Lactea, Earth. American headlines called it The Math Equation from Heaven to Restore the Country and the World. In-the-know conspirators, after rolling their eyes at their own state of awe, opened their mouths again to harbor internal mayhem. Later, headlines would read different things.

It begins,

"There crash-landed onto this world an awesome spaceship in the first beginning delivering Victoria and Victor, the Mother and Father. They bore Victor II the Successor and Victoria II the Architect. Then by the energy of the planet Victor and Victoria propagated Brewers, Mercantiles, Shelios and Golds, to be cast aside to breed, live, and work for the good of the Family. The Victor Family is to remain incestuous and not associate sexually with any one lesser. Purpose is preservation of the untainted line of the Great Family. After 333 days and nights the world will be harvested and a new ship will be ready for our descendants in the Thirteenth Generation to continue our legacy in the next beginning."

The entirety of the Writings of the Victor Family may be found elsewhere. They are extensive, and although altogether insightful, extensively boring. It continues, around the end of the preamble,

"These writings are to be preserved of the Family, by the Family, and for the Family alone. They are to be remembered and sustained upon each Thirteenth Generation's destruction of the world. Upon reform new Writings shall be Written."

A mildly interesting segment appears, briefly. It does not give explanation, nor further insight than a warning, "Among the exiles there sleeps a goodness chosen to interfere, one who is one with herself; although she stumbles in weakness, she may come to find Power." This is her story.

It is clear upon finding other memories from this universe that the Victors were inconspicuous leaders. As rule and reign were unspecified, no order ordered, people lived, mostly peacefully, hearing no more say than of an old name on the by. A silent Power proved itself proficient. And by the deterioration of Knowledge throughout the generations, this pressure-clogged planet at large hadn't an inkling what the hell was ever happening.

Please consult the glossary for translative associations.