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Riding Towards The Sun Pt. 1

“So a week away from the CMW you must be excited.” Hero said to me we just drop off Rocio. When I talk to Hero I’m always honest with him because he knows how to listen. And he won’t tell me something I already know. “Are you kidding me?! I wanna runaway and crawl up in a ball somewhere.” I said, he starts to laugh.

“Well you hide it pretty well.” he said, there are several different reasons why I’m going to the CMW. The two major ones are because 1) they have a film festival I want to check it out. To see if it will be worth sending our work, because if everyone is enjoying the concerts. Than who is watching the movies? 2) I have a friend named Jeff, who will be playing at one of the venues. We have been talking for years now but never actually met you, guessed it an internet friend. To tell you the truth I don’t really like having Internet friends. Cause well I’m an old school kind of girl I don’t own a cell phone, I prefer to talk face to face, and the people I know are a handful enough. I don’t need 10000 people on my Facebook, Twitter, or Myspace who I will never speak to. The only piece of technology I need, is my computer and it does everything I need it to do. Plus it has more memory, well any who back to the CMW. For years Jeff has been trying to get me to go and met him at the CMW but I never actually took up the offer.

Although I have gone to Montreal where he lives and I hung out there for a week. Even than we didn’t met, I really needed a break and he was too busy moving. He did message me the day I left. Looking for a number to contact me on, I didn’t give him one. I told him. “By the time you gets this message I will already be in Chicago a little late huh Casanova?”

Casanova is what I call him when I feel like teasing him, he’s such a chick magnet. A week away from meeting him and I’m terrified. I don’t feel like going at times I want someone else to go and take my place. Why am I so scared? Well that’s easy…I’m not going to tell you.

 
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Posted by on February 24, 2011 in Riding Towards The Sun

 

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Book Of Days Excerpt

We get to an island the boat stops a little far from the shore. It can’t go any further due to the ruins surrounding the shore we get off the ship. And with a small boat we get as close as possible we then swim to shore unfortunately for Diablo he can’t swim. So Valetine had to hold on to him, we walk onto shore nothing, but ruins. “Was this a town?” I said

Maybe…but as long as I’ve known it’s always been this way.” Allen said, we keep walking the island is covered with mountain range the closer we get the hotter it gets. “I hate the heat so damn much.”

It’s hot because we are near an active volcano.” Ezekiel said

Ah hell no! That’s it this is where I draw the line, I’m going back to the ship!” I said

Katie get over here the volcano hasn’t erupted in years.” Ezekiel said

What if it decides to erupt now? I refuse to go any further.” I said

That’s an order.” Ezekiel said

That’s an order.” I said mockingly

We get to the volcano a large building is at the bottom we enter. The ceiling center has caved in shedding light on Cybele and two priestesses at her side. Cybele wears a red robe, she sits on ruins that make a chair under a large statue of three woman. Each one with a different phase of the moon tattooed on t their stomachs. We sit on the ruins that make a circle, she stands the robe hits the floor exposing her naked body. The guys jaw drops, eyes popping out of their sockets as I turn away embarrassed. Our teachers sit there not faze by what they are seeing. She stops at each and every one of the guys looking down on them. She turns to Ezekiel she touches Ezekiel on the head she whispers something in his ear. She looks to Allen and said “What will you do when all falls apart? Who will keep you together? How will you keep hope alive? Where will you turn for the compassion you desperately need? To the sea to find a lonely heart just like yours.” she comes to me I don’t look at her. She kneels down and she places her hand on my face and turns my face to meet her left blue and right gold-colored eyes. She stands in the middle of the circle she waits. A strong hot wind carries ashes and embers from the volcano dances around her. It lifts her off her feet she spins and the wind dies she lands on her feet. She looks up hair in front of her face the blue eye is now gold, her gold eye is now blue.

Oh Katie we are too far apart, I miss you so much

But I couldn’t feel closer as I do to you now.

Don’t worry about me I’m happy where I am,

But I have a message for you.

Remy? Is that you?” I said

What lies beyond the barriers of this world? If I told you would you believe me?

I see the walls of this world and many others crumbling one by one.

If I could warn you I would tell you this one of you will rise, one of you will fall.

A bond will be formed and it will be a strong bond, some will volunteer,

Some who understand you will never abandon you and one will follow for forgiveness.

But you are not given the luxury to say no. because you four are chosen to be our modern heroes.

What are you talking about? Can you make sense?” I said

As that band forms another will crumble right before your eyes,

You cannot do anything to stop it because the road you will take is meant to be with others.

You are about to find out that the future is not as forgiving as you thought it was.

There is betrayal, there is confusion, there is blood,

There will be more loss than lost, and finally there is revenge.

But isn’t Destiny what you make of it?” I said

But there is salvation yes, salvation.

And you will find it in the oddest places. If I could help you I would.

Oh, Kate those wings you acquired put the real angels to shame.

Your such a fake angel, Kate, confront the unknown head on.

Be the tough girl you are, be admirable, don’t lose that fire inside,

But above all else forgive those who trespass against you.

I love you Kate always remember that.

Take care guys

I could swear to you that it was Remy speaking through her. Cybele falls to the floor one of the priestess come to her. She covers her with the robe and helps Cybele back on the chair, the other priestess carries four scrolls. She hands one to the guys and me, “Cybele, drew these months ago she said when they come they will need these to help in the future.” I open mine it is a map with an X inside a cave. A riddle is at the bottom, the priestess lens in and says “I’m sorry, try to keep your heart open.”

“Thank you and I will keep my heart open but what are you sorry for?” I said

For his lie, you will suffer.” she said, she looks at Ezekiel

“Ezekiel what is she talking about?” I said, Ezekiel get up and walks away then entire way home he stayed locked inside his room. What lie and why do I have to pay for it?

 
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Posted by on February 21, 2011 in Book

 

FreeWrite #1

What happens when you lost it all? You start again you start all over again i walk barefoot outside feeling the warmth of the pavement under my feet. This is probably the only reason why i like the summer no police siren out tonight everybody is too busy making love. With no moon in sight i look for the stars i find one…no two. And remember the first time i went camping and how they stopped me dead in my tracks, watching them shine in the midnight sky. Someone said “they look unforgivably beautiful” i gave them all names that night but forgot them all…beware of passion no one will understand you. A man once said to me i fear that he might be right. Inspired by Bonafide Rojas i hide behind everything in my room of broken pencils and exploded pens. Lights off because its hot as it is, Sade plays very very low. She cannot changelle the silence my right hand moving erratically, my left almost motionless except for the running fingers. If you could read my mind than why must i speak? so here i stand unedited, unframed, unfinished, the most incomplete woman you will ever see. And tonight i cherish that title more than you will ever know. Tonight i find myself again and i will hide it under my bed with the two stars. the sun is rising and i will sleep, sleep, sleep, my sweet.

 

 
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Posted by on February 19, 2011 in Free Write

 

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