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May 03, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

MAGIC

Awe the sun. Thanking God I will watch her run. Placing my knees to ground yes without a sound. my eyes now wide open. Asking myself is it true what I see. Magic is that you or is my mind playing tricks on me. Wondering two things at the same time. Why did you come? And what would you ask of me. Placed without the loose of time only yes it is I and I came to be at your side. The statment was only this. You pack heavy are you looking for blood? I reply as to say yes I go to the killing field alone come the morrow of the day next. I need my tools of death. Asking do you not have your soul or did by chance you were to sell your mind to a devil? A smile I offer and by chance a misunderstood comment. My weapons my lady bring me comfort. So no I will not leave them to rust. Walking to the open door. Telling only myself excuse me as my hands are full and my pack be it heavy. Don't go I hear to my minds eye. Don't follow me as I send a tear to my lips. After a five mile hike I turn back . When home is to be I find the room empty. I wonder was Magic actually here or just my mind playing tricks to my gray. Placing my weapons to thier rightfull place asking myself why. When in the corner of my mind Magic comes alive. Yelling and crying I ask myself why did you come as now I hold no need to bleed. I lay myself to slumber and with a message I send a thanks to Magic for saving me. With a fine day to offer and a Gods speed to the next.

— sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk, May 03, 2010

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magics02

16 years ago

Sakkk

I just seen this one you asked me about. I did not quite get this about selling the mind to the devil and some other parts here, I am sorry just I got lost in some of it. A smile I offer and by cchance a misunderstood comment. That is probably what you meant here, anyhow thank you for writing your story and if you had not pm me I would not have seen it. This reminds me of a dream of sorts, am I right about that, You should do more short stories as you have a vivid imagination Sakkk Love, Mona Magics:) TIME well spent is TIME well lived

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

Story

Magic. I laugh and ask if you rememberd the first of our conversation. I said I would write a short story for you. Yes off the cuff my friend so it was not to be a book yet I wrote it as a picture in my mid. Well like fluff not my best yet a picture placed to a simple moment in time. Just by chance you will get a view to my way of expression. Thanks for the reply and be well a smile and a flower I have to give. To you a true friend.

magics02

16 years ago

Thanik you Sakkkk

I also miss our chats in the chat room but I have not had enough time to go in there as of late. I have been super busy with summer coming and all the work there is to do around the pool deck. My brother just painted it the whole patio in a sea green color, my favorite and I am going to have an artist come in and paint some beautiful pics on the walls, oceans, palm trees, etc I love my patio and everyone loves to come here to relax and have fun. I would have a Noepoet Neon nite of swimming and bbq but no one lives around me here. Hope all is well with you and things are looking up for you now. I like the story even though my gray was not awake when I read it. I thank you just the same. Angels have wings sometimes to rest and sometimes to guide... Love Mona xoxoxo TIME well spent is TIME well lived

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

Your world

Magic. Good luck to your place of time to spend. I by chance would offer you a hint to what to place on the cover as to say the walls or the trellace. A fish of color. And birds that love the water. A humming bird feeder and last yet not least a picture be it small. The picture is of your blood. I hope you understand as I said blood in the reason of family. Good luck and thanks for taking the time to speak with me as well I laugh and say blood is thicker than water my lady of well placed words.

magics02

16 years ago

Yes it is blood is thicker then

water but it always is in the mixture do not forget that one Sakkk.lol A fish of color swimming so serenly about and the birds loving the water, what a lovely feeling that is to watch and feel. Water is calming to me as the sun rises and sets a new day. Thank you Sakkk Love ya guy Mona xoxoxo TIME well spent is TIME well lived

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

JUST MY MIND.

Magic. I do not know the reason as to why yet the water is thicker when playing in the sea than any river I have ever seen. That is a untruth as I know why the river runs clear in my mind. Well what the heck I will be just myself as I watch the world pass by. Good luck come the morrow of the next day as we are people and have no clue as to what will be placed to our plate.

weirdelf

16 years ago

Allow me to do something with this

. Awe the sun. Thanking God I will watch her run. Placing my knees to ground yes without a sound. my eyes now wide open. Asking myself is it true what I see. Magic is that you or is my mind playing tricks on me. Wondering two things at the same time. Why did you come? And what would you ask of me. Placed without the loss of time only yes it is I and I came to be at your side. The statment was only this. You pack heavy are you looking for blood? I reply as to say yes I go to the killing field alone come the morrow of the day next. I need my tools of death. Asking do you not have your soul or did by chance you were to sell your mind to a devil? A smile I offer and by chance a misunderstood comment. My weapons my lady bring me comfort. So no I will not leave them to rust. Walking to the open door. Telling only myself excuse me as my hands are full and my pack be it heavy. Don’t go I hear to my minds eye. Don’t follow me as I send a tear to my lips. After a five mile hike I turn back . When home is to be I find the room empty. I wonder was Magic actually here or just my mind playing tricks to my gray. Placing my weapons to their rightful place asking myself why. When in the corner of my mind Magic comes alive. Yelling and crying I ask myself why did you come as now I hold no need to bleed. I lay myself to slumber and with a message I send a thanks to Magic for saving me. With a fine day to offer and a Gods speed to the next. ... I only broke it into lines, didn't change any words, but do you see how your reader receives your generosity more so? Cheers, Jess, Reprehensibly irrepressible, "the alleged short-cut to knowledge, which is faith, is only a short-circuit destroying the mind." [Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged]

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

Poetry of a short story

Weirdelf. I say to you thanks for placing my words to a picture and then back agin to word. You my friend are well to the reason of poetry. I ask a question. And well I uderstand the answer before it is told. I'm glad you took the time to play in my gray. Yet as you have done well to understand this piece of fluff I wrote and turned it to a well read. I offered it up as it was not well placed and poorly written yet it was a short story from my mind. So agian I say thanks for the time spent. As now I can write it to a piece of parchment my friend. Sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

Breakinglogic

16 years ago

Sakk I read your mind sees

Sakk I read your mind sees peace and magic seems to hold those keys. And if you perhaps had been less burdened, your hastened change of wind would have made you certain. I wonder now where your mind went, for the five miles, and what thoughs you spent. In knowing your heart was safe at home, you went to sleep at ease alone,

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

Your reply

breakingLogic. Perhaps I'm wrong. Yet I still see you as a soldier. Much like myself. The Change of the wind will never be to say the picture I keep in my mind will change as you my young friend place such a picture of I will play yet why have my Gods given me up to stay in another war. Good luck my friend and all I can say is keep your feet as dry as the ammo in the green colored can. One will never know when they will be of need. Thanks my friend of Logic and truth I say only this. If ever in need and to far for me to come. Then just be yourself and well simply know a brother you have to live for. Sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

To explain

No cover will you hold if you were to walk with me into the unknown. Silence is but a reason so shut up and walk with me. Ok now we will swim you know the job you were brought to the finish of life. Lets go lets go lets go U.S.M.C. I hope you will be better than the last as he was a good and attentive man. Yet he passed away in a river of red. I would say just walk away if I had the choice to make. Yet I don't so you and I are to play in a place of hell a place of ignorant men that wish only to kill. Laughing at myself as to say if I pass then your job is mine. Do you still wan't the job? If not then one hell of a mountian to climb. And if you choose to stay then well I respect your gray. When they come lay as a bug dorment perhaps a leach silent yet with teeth of another kind than you are well to find. To answer the question asked. They placed us only three miles from our target yet it will take five walking back if we are to live another day. Well friend of arms and life we found our way to the place of distruction of a man. I won't say his name yet I will play in my gray and speak to you without a word. You asked of five days. It took us only two to find our way in, If we a lucky five out will find us alive agian. I laugh agian to myself and say to you this. If I'm to fall forget me as you my friend of war and love of simple hate from above will make it back to stand as a man in front of hell and simply say I lived that day. I had no choice yet to killing with a man named Steven A.

Breakinglogic

16 years ago

Dear sakkk, my friend

I look to you and your words and see myself in time, for better or for worse. I have chosen a life where the rare opportunity to learn true brotherhood is abundant; and in which I inevitabaly witness the bitter and cold side of life or rather death. I know that I will grow enlightened differently than others, and I can only hope that's for the better. I know but a few ways to tell a good from the rest. A good man honors his word. A good man fights not for himself, but for his brothers to either side. If I were to find myself walking into the unknown, I would be honored if our footsteps walked amongst eachothers in silence. We wouldnt need cover my friend, not from bullets or bombs or gas or flames, because our walk is into the unknown, and still we wouldn't flinch or falter. we'd learn of wisdoms far too complex, a normal man would go insane. But since our minds are far too gone, the truths we learned would set, and find a place atop our plates, we'd chew and soon forget. Sakkk my friend, you laugh to yourself and I'll laugh at your side, for even though I don't yet know Im sure I'll learn in time. It's an honor that I met you and for you to share your gray, Steven Alan Kacer, my friend with heavy K's your friend, logic

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

Somthing I have never understood.

Logic. I,m sorry if I placed a bad taste of life to your pallet of truth. As the person I have always ben. Laughing agian to meself. As Hitler had a few good friends. He wrote poetry to a lady yet never was it sent. He loved the oppra and that was his time to escape. He was poor and had no over coat in the winter. Lost in his mind of men forever. Sold sketches of post cards to survive. Then well he thought of politics as to his demise. It makes me laugh yet not as he tried to beg a penny from a drunkerd and was yelled at for his time. He lived in a place so crule yet was happy tomake a speach of what he tought of his truth. He was horrid to the end of his dream yet sharp as a tack to what was on his mind. His mother was a fine lady and yet she brought a person of hate to life. If by chance we were to go to war I would strip you of your issued weapon and offer the twin. They are fourty five colts each has a 100 round clip placed back to back. Please don't melt them down. I will take the long shots. Just what I have done for years. Well I must go and offer a smile to your thought. If all is well I will see ya alive if not then the flipside of life will be there to say I did what I did I lived what I lived and well I will take what is headed to my soul without a sniver nor a whine will be heard. Steven A. Kacer

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

Point Man

Logic, This statment my friend perhaps will sound ignorant. Yet I will say it to a friend. Agian I laugh and say simply watch your back. I must say what comes to mind is my brother Floyd. He is and was a U.S.M.C. grunt. Strange to me as he was shot and lay in a grave for weeks. Only a boot in his hands. The boot was of his friend. It held a foot in it nothing more nothing less. Yet he was not to throw it away as he lay in mud hiding. Agian I laugh as he bought a weapon to hunt. To this day it is new in the box. I wonder why he is that way. Only he is and I respect him more than all that I know of soldiers and men. So at last do me a favor and run from war no matter the flavor. As you my friend shold be just you agian and agian. A twist of fate I offer you to contemplate. Keep a fine and well cleaned gun to your life my friend yet place it to harm of another. If the need is to be then place the shot clean and be done with the killong machine. As I have so many that life is full of past dreams where new ones should streem. Sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

magics02

16 years ago

Alas I got to say Sakkkk

After Elfs read and Logics sense yes I recall now you saying you were going to write a short story and I apologize for my distraction of it. Ans yes Sakkk that was me placing your rifle to the corner and silently and whistling as I close the door to your home where you sleep in ease, Hey Logic you got it guy!! I too want to know what happend Sakk in those five long miles. Love Mona TIME well spent is TIME well lived

sakkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

16 years ago

Five miles

Mona. I thought that the short story would be read and then placed away. I had no clue that the walk to earth was anything more than it was. I know that you are strong. Yet I would not place such a burden to your gray. As to tell you of the five mile walk. Please excuse me as the five mile walk is a place you would not enjoy. So I will keep that forever in my gray as no need to upset you. I can only say I wish I never ran my mouth. Have a good day and a fine morow as five days are just a fraction of time spent in a life of years.