Sunday, January 30, 2011

How Does She Become His Queen?

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Tears of Jealousy

Why we cry when people die…


Death only hurts the living soul, trapped in its mortal restraints, as yet another one of his brothers has expanded beyond this life breaking free ready to accept the ecstasy of life beyond mortality. As our piers pass before us, leaving us behind to suffer, jealousy sneaks in the cracks of our hearts. She is a dark water, that storms in the peace of the night, she desires the universe for her own ebony obsession. She thunders the fear in men, and washes away their morals. Our souls yearn to break free, and pour out sorrow spawned by the selfish woman in our hearts. The waters of jealousy spew up, and overflow through the windows of the soul.

 Tears of jealously is what we feel when our dear ones die.




The End.




Hot Sauce?

Why Hot Sauce?

From the gorgeous land of passion rose a lavish mountain into the heavens, so close to the sun that the flowers did birth fire in their wombs producing a fruit with much heat.
There was a fair young woman, kidnapped by wild tigers in her childhood, and abandoned atop this majestic mountain to which her beauty comparable. Fierce tiger eyes, ruby lips kissed by the sun, hair flowing long as the rivers down the mountain, soft olive skin from the wild vines that clothe her, and a heart of gold that shown right through her chest. The Mountain’s Spirit called her Chili.
Men did race from all corners of the earth to win her love, warriors, kings, princess, great explorers, and all masters of conquest. The journey up the mountain alone stole the lives of many, but those who did find Chili she would gladly grant them a kiss upon her lips. Her lips themselves had been kissed by the sun, and ate the fiery fruit of the mountain’s flowers.
One touch to her lips, filled every man’s head with a combustion Falla Ceziatation of fire that did drive his soul mad and send each one in a suicidal spiral to escape the mountain top. Each failed attempt bread more and more sorrow in Chili’s heart, and sorrow for the Mountain Spirit to see her suffer so. The Mountain Spirit did send message upon the wind that the worthy heart to match Chili’s may hear and answer.
A young boy raised by sacred monks meditating in a monastery far from the mountain did hear the call. Purest of heart, soft in ego, tender in passion, and strongest of sole, the boy the monks called Pepper set out to answer the message he received.
Unlike many before him, the journey took him years. He was not as well supplied as the King’s, sure of his direction as the explorers, or quick on foot as the warriors. Pepper was forced to travel slow, study the land, even retrace his steps sometime, and eat fruit from the land as it slowly grew in heat. The Mountain Spirit continued to call Pepper through the years until one day he stood across from Chili. When their lips touched, Chili’s eyes filled with water, as her heart was warmed, she learned the Mountain Spirit had answered all her prayers. Mountain Spirit had brought her a man with a heart at peace, who had room enough to let her heart shine in, and fire enough to handle the fire on her lips.
For Pepper had also learned to eat the sun’s fruit. The Mountain Spirit instructed them to dry the sun’s fruit with their long years together, grind it with their passion, and spread it to all the people around the world with understanding. To spread love around the world. And call it “ hot sauce!”.


Happily Ever After.





Vocabulary:


PLease take notice and add the following word to your personal vocab. thnk u.

- Management



Falla Ceziatation A poisoning overwhelming of sensory information.

Why Sombrero?

Why Sombrero....
 Because there once was a kid named JuanFrero
who desperately yearned for a hat that rhymed with his name.



 At that particular moment in time
he over heard his brother utter the phrase,
" this is some bread yo!"
while murdering a delectable scrumptillious sandwhich
due to the high percetage of food volume  occupying
the mouth as the words came out,

they where jumbled into the sound
"sombrero"


Ahhh Haa! Genius gift it was!
at that moment the light bulb appearing over top JuanFrero's 
rather large head, told him to create
a hat to his liking, which would be called....
"SOMBRERO!!"





Happily Ever After.












Vocabulary:

PLease take notice and add the following word to your personal vocab. thnk u.

- Management





scrumptillious: possessing a quality of being so scrumptious once voice naturally gos up in note when referring to the immense satisfaction the flavor gave.