Friday, March 4, 2016

Chapter Zan-doy the stoker by:J.A. Burror

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Chapter Zan-doy the stoker Zan-doy the stoker of Sage Zan-doy had no idea that of which the power Sage possessed. Sage was about 13 years old know and could feel something off. Another presents following her every move. Watching her in great intensity. Waking up, out of bed to shower, dress, eat and off to school. School bus, school lunch, class room's and study hall. All the wile feeling a presents that you can't quite pin point. Following you in what ever you choose to do at any given second of time. When the school bell rings letting the students know school is done for the day. The boy quickly puts his books in his back pack and try's to make it to his locker out in the hall way. But the class room full of kids all push him aside. Once in the door way of the same class room one of the school bully's come fronts him by taking the gum out of his mouth and pushing the gum on top of the boys head. Rubbing his hand around on the boys hair. As this is happening the class room teacher of the class that the boy was in only trying to leave walks by them. As the teacher walks by, she tells them 'great job of getting along'. Smiles and walks out of the class room into the hall way and continuing down the hall way. Once the teacher leave's and it's clear the teacher won't be back. The bully removes his hand off of the boys head. Notices that he hand gum on his hand and its entwined with the boys hair. The bully not much caring and anything the boy would have to say at any given time. Leaving school, only to end up walking home. Getting tired from the day and the walk didn't make thanes better. Ending up first on his street, then in front of his house. Walking up to the front door. Getting something to eat as soon as you unlock the door to run in to the kitchen. Then picking up the snack he got, in a large mixing bowl he puts 2 Apples/ 3 Plums/ 3 Nectarines/ and 4 Banana's. Taking this with his back pack and getting a mid size jar of peanut butter. Peanut butter help's with gum in the hair, it is a way to save your hair so you don't have to cut it. Picking everything up and taking it all to his bedroom upstairs. Once in his bedroom he places the bowl of fruit on his bed. Throw's the back pack next to his desk. And starts to take off his close as he heads to his own bathroom in his bedroom. In the bathroom he begins to smear the peanut butter all over his head, on top of all his hair. After about 10 minutes of using the bathroom and modeling in the mirror to him self. He jumps in the shower to wash up from the day he was having. Towards the end of the shower only when he was clean everywhere else. Did he start to rinse his hair out. Washing his hair over and over with very hot water. The hot water left his skin tone a blotchy reddish look about it. And this look was everywhere on his body. The shower ends with dressing him self in the bedroom. Picking up an Apple to start with and sitting down at his desk to knell over to get his books with knots from his back pack. Opening a book he had just placed on his desk first to study. A paper of the (a history fact that needs to be looked up to condo-known the boy being watched so closely). The more he digs in to this history fact of long ago. The more he wants to find the related truth in which how, it still apply to him today in some aspects. The more tired he becomes ending up taking a nap at his desk with his face in his book page that he last looked at awake. A few moments after he first closes his eye's at the desk top to fall asleep. A dream takes place with him as he plays him self in this dream role. See's a Devilish thing following him. Always around, watching his every move. He is never not with this hold of unknown about the need this creature has to want to stock him. Need to want to be near him at time. Is very confusing because he lives a normal boring life. School where you don't really have much friends. Home where there's never just nothing to do. And then you repeat over and over during the week. So that on the week ends you may try to catch up on your home work, because there is always to much for you to do. Seems like the study load handed to students was based off a chart of boy wonders. The Devilish thing show's its self to the boy. In the boys mind, through out the boys thoughts. The boy can see now. Come to understand the compassion this once thought of as a Devilish thing was. But now realizing the whole reason behind the total lack of privacy. Was something to merely show kindness of this creatures part. Watching over him as the creature did. The boy never really fell in to harm's way. If anything ever would arise, the situation would vanish. Almost as thin air, the issue would never been brought up again. Knowing all of this finely opening his eyes to the truth of whats out there in the world. The boy glazed on the aw of everything. The creature wanting the boy to fully comprehend what the creature it self was trying to do. Now only the vibrations of a touch a pone the boys face wakes him up. The next morning after the dream was fully finished. Seemed a little to real for a dream. But the boy didn't thank it were real. The boy was now in bed however had no memory of going to bed. He had his night clothes on but couldn't recall if he changed his clothes at all. It was obvious that his brother must of did it. The boy 'my guessing it that he wanted me to freak out about it all and what it means'. Uncovering him self from his bed blanket. Throwing it across to the other side of his full bed. Looking down in shock, complete disbelief. What he sees isn't real, as the boy says over and over in a fearful sound to his voice 'this isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real'. What the boy saw as he looked down at the bed wile he was still in it the boy slides to the edge of the bed to snoop down with her upper body above her butt. And hands pressed tightly to the bed. With a firm grip to compensate for the weakness he feels through out his body as a whole. Making it on his feet, in a standing position. The boy lunges forward, bending over in pain. The pain so great that is brought tears to his eyes. That he couldn't let go of the hurt within, it gave away too unleash.

Monday, February 29, 2016

A Child's Well Being by:J.A. Burror

Okay as always this is just my view point so take it or leave it. It's mine and you don't have to share, but I don't comprehend ones that don't understand this one. Reading about, knowing of cases where the Abuser wound up raising the child. Based off nothing but the fact that they are a female. I do believe Mothers should be with there children, but not at the price of there child. I'm in favor of whatever is best for a child's well being.That being said Abusers have ways to hide there true nature for awhile. Please make no mistake there nature does come out within time. All the lying playing around for the sake of greed gets unfolded and like a book. Ones can always choose to close it and return it for another copy that hasn't been tarnished by the stain of Vindictive thoughts.

Still racking my brain on this one myself. Why would a Government let a child be in a known potential harmful living situation? Why would that same Government choose to allow a person to play games with others lives, only to hide behind the law? By law I mean postponing and coming up with fake evidence that has been proven to be fake. This being said I can only ask Why? It's a legal move to hold off the truth as long as can be. You prolong a case so long that the judge and everyone else gets tired of hearing the new Bullshit. If it's in the public's eye, you go to the press with your fake evidence in hopes of pulls the public sympathy card. As a way to make the judge appear to be truly evil if they find that person in the wrong. Even with proof of such, real evidences of the wrong doings.

I'm am one of those that feel a child should get the chance to live with both parents. Not every child is born into a situation of that nature. There's a lot to take in, if you brake up of stay together.

  1st=Braking Up
Why would you think everything would stay the same? How could it?
When you have a child to think of, don't be selfish and think of your child. What is best for your child might not come as what you think you desire at that time. Don't force someone to be with you under the name of a child. It won't end well and the person you are trying to force will grow to hate you. That is if they haven't grown to hate you by this point. Be smart about it, you need to have the help from so many now. Both the Mother and the Father need support now that there's a baby in the making. So don't become to greedy and ask for what clearly never was meant to be yours. Be happy you have such a gift, a life that in its self you should be proud of having.

 2nd=Staying Together
This one I know from watching others around me. So that being said I do know a bit of what I'm speaking about. When you stay together for the sake of the kids, the kids are the ones that hurt. They hear the fights, they see the way you look and act to each other. Children are not stupid but any means. They catch on to your emotions and will act out as well. If what they see at home isn't the best, there school will see it as well. If you speak in a bad way around a child that is still learning to speak. That child you might find their first words to be that of, less desirable.

There's not one right way of anything to me. Only because what's right for one can be wrong to another. So I Learned about a Man I hold in high Respect, that he's wanting his child. I truthfully couldn't be happier at that news. Given what I know about the Mother and the family of hers. And then what I know about his family and him, I know the child would be best living with the child's Father. I said all the above because I didn't want to outright say: She's a bad person (when I do feel that way). I wanted to voice my thoughts and how I am on the child's side.

Children are truly amazing creatures. They being with them so much joy. They have every right to be protected from anything, anyone who wishes to harm them. By emotional, physical, greed, or just using them tell they get what they want from them. And push them off to someone else because they're done pertaining to care for the child. Children deserve more respect then to be played around with there lives.

Friday, February 26, 2016

The Radio Turned On by: J.A. Burror

I was thinking back to when I first met a Angel in my life. I don't know for sure, just this is what I've always believed. I was still reeling from my broken heart and in so much pain. I felt like giving it all up. when the radio came on with no reason why. Wasn't turned on nor the cord wasn't plugged in and no batteries. The lights were off because it was time for bed. I awoke to a song on the radio being played, I rushed out of bed to turn it off because I'm just that way when I wake up. I turn the alarm off to go back to sleep. I was always that person that was late for school.

I got to the radio to turn it off and there were no lights, so I half asleep still. Reached under the table to pull the plug. That's when I fully woke up, because I saw the cord all on the table wound up. I had to take a seat at all the crazy thoughts that were interning my mind at that time. Overwhelming I sat back in the chair and couldn't help but to cry. As I tried to stop, the harder it became to fight back the tears. I was swallowed up by them. I felt it in my throat as I swallowed, it became unbearable too. As the tears clouded my eyes, blurring everything about the room with my vision. It was still dark because I never turned the lights on.

The light that came up to me slowly was inviting. I was not at all scared of what this beam of light was. I was starting to feel more at ease for the first time in what seemed as forever. There were no sounds or words of any to be heard. Only I felt a warm embrace around me. Holding me in such light that covered my being. I was at a lost for words to ask. I didn't think to thank this lovely creature that gave me a great gift. I cried in their embrace and they let me show my emotions to them. After what was I believed to be hours went by they started to move back away just a bit. As they did I saw a shape of a face, at lest that's what I think I saw. I remember the creature being so beautiful. In light and to think of me in that time of need.

I pulled it together and spoke out right, every thought that came to mind. All my fears of what really had already happen. I was scare not because I was telling so much of my heart. But because I wasn't judged for my feelings. The song on the radio was playing in repeat and it was soft to my ears. I asked the creatures name, as they showed me as I looked beyond them. I noticed the wings coming out little by little I realized this was more then special to me. A true sight to be seen, that is what is had become to me. I out right questioning myself asked if something was their name. And said the name of the singer that was being played in repeat. They nodded it seemed like I was being let in to know the name of such a beautiful creature. I truly felt and still feel this was a beautiful creature or a beautiful angel. For me this is only how I shall see who this creature ever was.

After they faded away and the room got dark once again. I looked at the clock on my watch and saw only moments went by from me getting out of bed. I went back to bed and slept so soundly that night and awoke with a smile on my face. Thanks to a Angel that listened to my heart and held me through the pain.

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Yardwork Day by: J.A. Burror

I went around today in and out of the front/ backyard
clean up day is coming so we needed to clear out some things we didn't want
going back and forth in my thoughts today
I was worrying for many reasons
found myself thinking of different people and to speak out right
I was glad I had so much to do today because I wanted to cry in a ball in bed
every time I thought about what the ones I care for are/ might be going through
even tho they may not be aware that I do care for them-I still do care for them
even tho I don't talk to them daily that doesn't stop me from praying for them
I have so much to be thankful for and it would be wrong of me not to see others troubles
going through pains and problems comes to everyone
it's how we delegate them that reflects who we are as humans
in part I realized I have become thankful to a good friend who has been a beam of light
oddly enough we are so alike and I can't believe as of now I'm tearing up just thinking about my friend
LOL so it means I have yet another reason to be thankful towards someone I hold dear because of who he's been to me in so many ways Kim Hyun Joong has been there for me over the years where I was going through so much hardship   I could watch a Drama or listen to Music and it would take my mind away  pulling me into another world were it wasn't about my issues  my health different matter and thanks to that I could smile and I started letting other things make me smile but I will forever be a thankful fan
and yet still I have friends again after all the problems with my past I found so many people that were/ are nothing but nice to me  from what I've seen  even to each other  they are a great group of people and best yet is we share are feelings of being only proud of a man that has worked so hard from his youth/ still now he works hard    


Wednesday, February 17, 2016

If You Were Wondering by:J.A. Burror


been writing a lot about the past and it's hard on the heart when you find you start to recall these memories as  just happening as you remember them
because of this I found myself in a state of mind I hadn't been in years
so depressed and I cried thinking about it all I posted was

Unrelated Thoughts And Thinking

if you were wondering to take a read  and yes I mean it's a read by it's long
but the thing is I wasn't even done  not even scratched it
it's been going on 6-7 years and I'm still having problems that started with this
in the state I'm in   the country I'm in Legally I have no right to sue
because of the time  because it took so long for me to full pushed enough to want to
now it's to late for me to take action in that way
but I wanted others to be warned about Really looking over everything before making a yes or no
that dissension can haunt you 

some might see me as just spoiled and that yes I am
I viewed my health as something I would always be blessed with
but it was selfish of me to think that way at that time
I should have asked Questions and waited for the Answers
not given up tell I got them







Sunday, February 7, 2016

Honestly I Didn't Speak Up by:J.A. Burror

voice my point of view
time kept passing & I couldn't stand how I felt about the wrong
the way everything seemed to be played out for all to see
turning his world around
made me cry at times and still now
my heart went out to his family and him
once I was it seemed perfectly fine without being noticed in this world
now I can't stop but wish to try my all in the hopes in someway of helping him
I share so much of myself so I can be someone to know
one day find maybe I can't help with a helping hand of which
the lies kept pouring out of a person that the world was to blindly believe
discount the track record that was made by them
and everyone all at once was suppose to forget the truth of who a man had always been
I never brought the lies to push not half inch did my heart and faith in him change
I'm not crazy to believe in the truth
I'm not insane to want right to win and evil to pay it's price
and that's when I started to pray even more for his happiness because I feel I own a great debt that I will never be able to repay
no matter if I knew him or
was able to give all I have to him
the debt is fall more I see it that way
so I tell stupid jokes and cheesy lines
turn my computer and cell into away to share my feelings
yes they're mine and I share
a lots of other things within this page but onto him
I wish if ever he reads or saw any of the beautiful pictures
I love to give to everyone within there page
when seeing what I write or share I pray as long with so many others
some may not want to read what we tell
because truth is offend times the hardest to get in your head
when you have been fixed on the lies for so long
it's hard to omit that they were wrong for trusting in lies
from someone that never showed there true shade before
the first time I read about this mess and I feel bad calling it such
I found a trash media site that never disappointed in the trash they spill out
but I found ones on there posting reports that were pushed down
the truth was being over looked by this trash site that claimed to have real reporters
I found myself asking/ wondering if I was stupid in knowing the definition
of what journalism was being kicked around as a name meaning nothing
I'm not so naive to believe reporters don't report to get paid
sometime the truth is barred with the lies because of the greed that lies sell
but I view this page kind of like a job
for fans and non to come read and find out more information
about a man to learn from both in strength and kindness
music truly can change the world
this I hold dear to my heart
I love music because it's what makes me who I am
invading all my thoughts music runs deep within my vanes
I always found it something I couldn't move my heart to do
when I was told to leave dreams be-hide
it's like telling me never to be happy or who I am
the dramas I watch
the music I hear
I can't help but draw into the music world even more
I just hope even the smallest voice will help share some truth
how the truth is something that shouldn't be altered
truth becoming a after thought next to lies
it doesn't seem logical to have a view the lies are before the truth
I truly try to be good to all I met no matter if on the net or in person
I hate to fight with others
but I can't stop myself from wanting to raise my voice and let out
as small as it is I wanted to try to stand up for him
when I have a hard time doing for myself for him I unknowingly why
maybe it's a way I feel I can give thanks to him
maybe it's just me wanting to stop a bully from running there game
but then more truths have been added and we find just some of the tortured he was in
I hated greed for my own reasons of what is did to ones around me
to hear how much greed others can have is disheartening
humanity needs to be questioned
all I can say what there is left to say is
I Pray for you and yours

Be Who You Are/ Don't Hide Who You Are by:J.A. Burror

some people say:Don't hide from who you are
Thanks-stated the obvious action
yes it's hard learning who you are to yourself
but we must not let others change us in a bad way

I have hear to just Be who you are
don't hide who you are
be happy with who you are
but there are some that choose to hide for many reasons
being scared of finding out them self's who they had become
realizing they gave up on some much of them self's
because they were never willing to stand out of their shell
hiding be-hide another in hopes no one sees your hand in the cookie jar

I am not one to ever say
being yourself is easy to start but why hide
your true nature always has a way of rising to the top
good or bad
you can get misunderstood but heaven will never misunderstand
who you are even if you hide