June 2, 2017 by Patrick Starks
This woman. This woman of beauty, yet, strength. Who was she? And how did I find myself to be the protector of such godliness’. Why would of woman of this stature ever be interested in a man like me? A man with not a lot of money, nor car even. All that I have is my dreams and my goals—but, is it enough? Was it enough, for her? Continue reading “Eleven Minute Haze: End to Beginnings”
May 31, 2017 by Patrick Starks
The room was cold, dark, smelly. The woman stayed hidden for that she knew she was being watched. Tear drops of H20 dripped into the cold snow as they instantaneously became frozen by the touch. Her dress was slightly ripped as were the pants she’d worn under them. Her lips were dry, yet, were remarkably still sensational to the average man. Her breath was heavy, subtle, hot—as nothing, but mist surrounded her face.
She looked for openings, but none of which she could find. Heavy footsteps announced their presence as they slowly tip toed around the corner that she hidden. What became revealed was a creature non-like any witnessed in the real-life, although, who was to say that this was not the real-life either. Continue reading “Half an Hour Haze”
May 28, 2017 by Patrick Starks
Who was she? That dream… it felt way to real. It was weird… I felt like I knew her, like I’ve seen her before, but this was different—I’ve never met such a woman in person or at least that’s what I thought. How can I dream or see someone I’ve never met before? Was is it that I saw her some point in my life or was it that I could see deeply into the future, the present. Continue reading “One Hour Haze”
May 24, 2017 by Patrick Starks
Many people doubted me, silently hated me- wanting me to fail at every one of my goals in life. But when I looked back and saw that little boy I once was, I see today that it was his strength, his attitude to never care about what others thought— is what pushed me through all the pain, the lies, portrayals. Continue reading “A Warriors Way 27-0”
May 22, 2017 by Patrick Starks
Akiiki was always known to be a happy spirited genie. Always full of love and devotion to the people that accepted him—it was no surprise that he was not talked about in the Arabic tales—for that he was not a genie of evil, but of good. Akiiki owned one of the most beautiful genie lamps of all. It had diamonds and gold all around it, looking as if someone had bedazzled it—of course, without the cheap materials. The lamp was known to be one of the most powerful lamps of all genies, although, came with a price—more than what one would ask for. Continue reading “A Genies Way”
May 17, 2017 by Patrick Starks
Kenji was always a fan of technology and social media. His role models were the great Bill Gates, Mark Zuckerberg and even Steve Jobs, before his passing. Kenji witnessed how these men changed the world with their brilliant minds for technology and wanted to wield that same power. With all the chaos, destruction and discrimination that was going on in the world—Kenji wanted things to be better, to live a life of peace. Others laughed at his pursuance of this, having doubts within their own hearts that this was not possible, that this was some sort of fantasy.
However, Kenji learned from an old civil rights leader from India, that if he could continue to be the change that he sought in the world, then eventually that change would become a reality. Continue reading “Tech Gods”
May 14, 2017 by Patrick Starks
Tigera and Wolfe were known to be an unusual pair. With one being a tiger and the other a wolf, most of the animal kingdom considered their relationship to be a sin or abomination. No one had ever dared to be with another outside of their animal race. Some even had the ignorance to believe that the two would have nothing in common—let alone understand one another’s heritage. However, Tigera and Wolfe did not see it that way. The two became so fed up with the ignorant and rude rants that the other animals made, they went in search for a place that they knew or felt they could be at peace—a place they could start a family. Continue reading “The Tiger Wolf”