~duckboy626

So For the past seven or so years I have been reading a book series called "The Sword of Truth” In each book is a wizard’s rule that the main character Richard learns along the way. The rule in the latest book "Confessor" Is Bull Shit. Terry Goodkind became a preachy self centered prick. On top of that he ran out of good plot ideas so the book is mainly a shitload of really cool scenes with no apparent connection. Here is the wizards rule from the last book.

The Wizard's Rule Unwritten
Confessor: Chapter 65, Page #592, US Hardcover, First Edition (revealed by Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander).

Explanation by Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander:

"The rule of all rules. The rule unwritten. The rule
unspoken since the dawn of history... But Barracus wanted you to know that it's the secret to using a war wizard's power. The only way to express it, to make sure that you would grasp what he was intending to tell you, was to give you a book unwritten to signify the rule unwritten."

WHAT A FUCKING COP OUT. This was goodkinds last shot to make a huge impact and he gives us that. That is as far as the damn thing was explained. Ok I am a smart person but DAMN. Ok I could rub one out and come up with a better idea then that. Let’s see off the top off my head. "Everything is connected through life and death." A little communist and a little emo but I am ranting here. For Fucks sake Mr. Goodkind take a fucking year off and make a good book. I am so disappointed in this ending. And as if to patch it all he ends the Series with a wedding.

What really got me pissed was Terry Goodkind did not get off his god damn pulpit the entire book. Fucking write a book like the first 7 that didn’t suck donkey balls man. On top of that I got your message in book 4 or 5 live your life. Freedom is the shit and slavery rocks the cock. If I wanted to hear someone preach about what I should or should not do I would go to church. Oh and don't think I missed how the ending to the book was an incitement of Christianity claiming Richard Rahl as Jesus. Try a little subtly next time Fuck face.

In conclusion Fuck You Terry Goodkind. I hope you die cold and alone with a herione needle sticking out of your arm.

Thank you and goodnight

I wish I had written this. It sums up alot of how I feel. Oh well I will simply sit and listen to it in the dark. Sorry for the emo depressive journal entry I just needed to post this somewhere. I reiterate I did not write this.

duckboy

p.s. This song does not go out to carissa btw. Sorry hun if you thought it did.

Cagle Chris

Look At What I've Done

I saw it in her eyes
When I was sayin' goodbye
That girl, she ain't gonna be alright
'Cause I could tell
She'd be goin' through a livin' hell
And I wouldn't be there by her side

And Lord I felt so bad as I sat and watched her cry
Thinkin' I was movin' on and she was barely gettin' by

Look at what I've done to her
Low at how I made her feel
I gave back her heart, the broken part
She got the wrong end of the deal
And look at what it's done to me
You gotta know it tears me up
I gave it everything I had, and
Lord, it just wasn't enough
And hurtin' her like this seems so wrong
Yeah, look at what I've done to her
Now she's alone

I saw her out last night
And she was havin' a good time
That girl, it looks like she's doin' fine
But then I saw a man
Walk up and take her by the hand
And I, oh God, I almost died

And then it hit me, she didn't really need me
I just sat there for a while, until I finally smiled

Look at what I've done to her
Low at how I made her feel
She's found somebody new
And look who took the time to heal
And look at what it's done to me
You gotta know it tears me up
To have walked away from the love we made
And just leave it in a cloud of dust
And now it's got me thinkin' maybe I was wrong
After all the things I've done to her
Now she's strong

I walked up and said hello
She said, "It's good to see ya
But hey, I've gotta go"

Look at what I've done to her
Low at how I made her feel
She's standin' tall, she's got it all
Got the world at her heels
And look at what it's done to me
Look at how it makes me hurt
If I could go back now
I swear somehow
I'd find a way to make it work

Ain't life funny
Now I'm the one alone
Look at what I've done to me
She's gone

I am having really bad writers block all of a sudden. I am not even motivated to write anything. As soon as I string two lines together it feels wrong. I may post some of my new crappy writing in scraps at some point. Most of the stuff I write I hate at this point. It is deffinately not up to snuff. I am sure this happens to everyone though. Perhaps once I get things straightened out in my life it will come back.

So I dropped out of college and moved home. I was failing out anyway this just looks better if I withdraw.



Beseech the muses on my behalf to come back to me.

I need to update I have some cool new stuff to put on when I get unlazy. One is in the style of Ravens if I remember right but th rest are cool and If you have not read it go read Ravens and give me feedback:-D

duckboy

I ride a Honda Silverwing 650

I just recieved this and have never seen such a great description of a biker in my life. Please read and remember this as you look for us out there. We are more than the guys hollywood has made you think we are.

But, You Didn't See Me

I saw you,
hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.

But, you didn't see me,
put an extra $10.00 in the collection plate last Sunday.

I saw you,
pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.

But, you didn't see me,
playing Santa at the local mall.

I saw you,
change your mind about going into the restaurant.

But, you didn't see me,
attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.

I saw you,
roll up your window and shake your head when I drove by.

But, you didn't see me,
driving behind you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car
window.

I saw you,
frown at me when I smiled at your children.

But, you didn't see me,
when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.

I saw you,
stare at my long hair.

But, you didn't see me,
and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.

I saw you,
roll your eyes at our leather coats and gloves.

But, you didn't see me,
and my brothers donate our old coats and gloves to those that had
none.

I saw you,
look in fright at my tattoos.

Bu t, you didn't see me,
cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in
my heart.

I saw you,
change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.

But, you didn't see me,
going home to be with my family.

I saw you,
complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.

But, you didn't see me,
when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.

I saw you,
yelling at your kids in the car.

But, you didn't see me,
pat my child's hands, knowing he was saf e behind me.

I saw you,
reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.

But, you didn't see me,
squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.

I saw you,
race down the road in the rain.

But, you didn't see me,
get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his
date.

I saw you,
run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.

But, you didn't see me,
trying to turn right.

I saw you,
cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.

But, you didn't see me,
leave the road.

I saw you,
waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.

But, you didn't see me.
I wasn't there.

I saw you,
go home to your family.

But, you didn't see me.
Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker,.....

A person with friends and a family.

BUT, YOU DIDN'T SEE ME


Please, take the extra second to look for motorcycles. We have a hard eno ugh time trying to stay alive avoiding drunk drivers and old people who can't see a mack truck, let alone a bike; people talking on phones and amusing themselves with other distractions. Take the extra second. It won't kill you, but it could save MY life