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"To me, action is both motion and stillness; whichever I chose is action. I take unto myself that which serves me on my quest, thus enabling me to experience life in its fullness. Keeping always in mind that fear creates doubt and water doesn't always put out fires. With this knowledge, I forge ahead blindly with no expectations, except to be governed with understanding, by the universal law of attraction. I am happy to say that as a human being, my thoughts are always evolving; therefore I do not have a mind set." – Amias
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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Delayed Justice

Saul considered himself a very religious man, although he has not set foot in a synagogue since he was thirteen. On the way home from his Bar Mitzvah, his parents were killed in a freak accident. He escaped with a few bruises. With no living relatives, Saul lived in boarding schools until he was eighteen. Boarding school had a negative affect on Saul, so he isolated himself, and lived in a state of loneliness.

On his twenty-first birthday, he became very wealthy, from a trust fund his parents had set up for him. Saul traveled around the world trying to escape his loneliness. His last stop was Israel, where he’d planned to live. Being an American, Saul felt detached from their way of living and thinking, and he could not abide all the violence. So he came back to America, where, for the most part, his wealth kept him safe and secured.

Saul settled in a very nice area in Houston, but it was adjacent to a poor black community. He didn’t work, but enjoyed hanging out with the elite society. He was famous for his financial contributions to various charities. His one fault was using his wealth to entice underage black girls to have sex with him. By the age of thirty, he had paid for six abortions, and for the silence of the girls’ parents. But this had not been the case with Callie.

Callie was fourteen years old when she met Saul. She was the most beautiful black girl he had even seen. Unlike the others, he played with her for weeks before discarding her. Callie and her family took Saul’s money, but she didn’t get an abortion. Saul refused to see his namesake, but he took care of him financially. When the boy was five years old, he shipped him of to boarding school.

On Junior’s fifteenth birthday, Saul was diagnosed with an incurable cancer, and given six months to live. Having no other family he reached out to his son, whom he had never seen. When Saul finally met him, he was disappointed to see that the boy had his mother’s features; and looked very feminine. Still, he embraced the boy, and the family allowed Junior to live with Saul, since he was dying. For four months Saul was in heaven, being with his son. He no longer felt alone. Under protest from his Rabbi, he willed the bulk of his estate to his son. Under the ironclad will, his son was the sole trustee of the reminder of his estate, which Saul allocated for charities.

It was on Saul’s death bed, with the Rabbi by his side, that his world came crashing down, and even the thoughts of his dying did not stop the shock waves cascading through his very soul. The boy had leaned over and whispered to him, in a very soft voice. “My mother wanted me to tell you that I am not your son, and those little black whores you raped will enjoy your gift.” Saul's body went into spasm. He tried to get the Rabbi’s attention, but it was too late, death claimed him.

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[ Written for Inkwell Drops ]

Saturday, November 7, 2009

When Lightening Strikes

Jimmy was old, had no education or skills except driving around rich white folks, in a one horse carriage. He took them once around the park, then back to the exclusive bed and breakfast, where they came to play. He lived in a small hut on the back of the property out of sight. Part of his duties were to take care of the horse and keep the stable clean.

The owner’s son, James, who attended boarding school except during the summer months, teased him seven days a week. Jimmy had to call him Master James, in front of the customers. “Ya’ll be driving Miz Daisy”, James teased. Some of the teasing was down right nasty. Then James would laugh like it was a joke and the customers would laugh right alone with him, calling him cute.

Having no family, living of a small social security check, and no other place to live, Jimmy was forced to endure this treatment. Once he complained and almost got fired. After that he did not react to the teasing; he would sit like a statue, and only moved when he had to help the customers out of the carriage. Always bowing and thanking them for the quarters they tossed his way.

One year, a day before James was to return to boarding school a dark cloud covered the New Orleans skies and they spewed out the worst storm Jimmy had ever seen. Late that night, he was awakened by urgent knocks on the door. When he opened it, Master James was standing there, dripping wet, with a blank look. Before he could pull the boy inside, lightening struck them both, and Jimmy fell into darkness.

When Jimmy awakened, he was in James’ bed, being cared for by James' mother. Three days later, before he was shipped of to boarding school, he went by the stable to say goodbye to the old man tending the horse. The lightening had taken the old man’s voice, but Jimmy knew the truth. “Master James”, Jimmy whispered to the old man, “It's your turn to drive Miz Daisy”.

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[ Story for Inkwell Drops ]

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Betrayal (Acrostic Story)

Born prematurely, Vincent was cursed with a small body, tiny feminine hands, and large feet. He spent his entire life being compared to his robust brother, who was 6 feet tall, weighted 250 pounds, played basketball, and was very popular. He escaped being teased by the student body, because Dave protected him. Ginny, their childhood friend, was the only one allowed to tease him. She made his life miserable during their senior year. So much so, he refused to take her to the prom. Dave took her instead. Their friendship collapsed.

Eager to begin his new life, Vincent was overjoyed that he and his brother would be attending different colleges.

Teachers worshiped Dave’s athletic skills, but they admired Vincent’s intellect. He had the second highest ACT test score; statewide. Rice University was the first to offer him a full scholarship in their Computer Science Program. It had always been his dream to be a computer programmer. Dave on the other hand, got a full basketball scholarship from the University of Texas, and dreamed of going pro. Ginny didn’t seem to have any dreams at all.

Right before Vincent moved into the dormitory, he and Ginny healed the rift in their friendship. Attending a less prestigious college nearby, he agreed to share an apartment with her for financial reasons. After all, he really loved her. Although he’d never told her; Dave knew how he felt.

A semester went by so fast, Vincent lost sense of time. He mastered his classes, but Ginny failed most of hers, and lost financial aid for the second semester. Vincent was determined to help her; she was determined to let him.

Year later, Ginny was still flunking out, and by this time, even with a full scholarship, Vincent felt the financial pinch. Ginny refused to let him tutor her. When he threatened to kick her out, she seduced him. Being a virgin, this was a big thing for Vincent, and he was hooked.

April of the following year, Ginny got pregnant, and Dave lost his scholarship due to bad grades and steroids. Ginny threatened to commit suicide, if she couldn’t get an abortion. Vincent was very upset. His grades suffered, and he aged overnight. He loved her so much; he finally agreed to pay for the abortion. But she had to promise to get a job or go back to school.

Last thing Vincent remembered was coming home to give Ginny the money for the abortion, and finding her in bed with Dave. The police said it was literally impossible for a small man, with such small hands to beat two people to death; especially when one weighted 250 pounds and was 6 feet tall. The jury wouldn’t buy it either, and they freed Vincent. When he graduated, two years later, he was hailed as one of the first computer programmers to fashion artificial robotic limbs, and was given a full scholarship to MIT.

© October 13, 2009 Amias

[Prompt 13 - Acrostic Only]

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Treats and Tricks

There was a loud explosion, then blackness. Of course this did not surprise the patrons at Thug’s Bar & Grill, because more than one transformer blew out during those cold winter months. What did surprised them was the woman holding a glowing martini glass. When the lights came back on, a few seconds later, they both had vanished.

For a few weeks it was all everyone talked about. Some said it was a Halloween hoax, others claimed it was a government experiment; some even said the woman was abducted by aliens. No matter how the story was told, after the disappearance, Thug’s Bar & Grill was packed to the rafters. Business was so good there were two new waiters, dressed in strange costumes.

One night, during cocktail hour, in the heat of a very argumentative discussion about what had happened, a woman walked in the bar, dressed in black, and carrying a martini glass. All eyes turned towards her, and for a minute you could cut the silence with a knife. Without a sound, she went to the very spot where the other woman had disappeared. She set the glass on the bar, and the bartender rushed to fill it. Putting her hand over the glass, she waved him away with a quick jerk of her head, and the glass filled itself with flames.

The patrons panic, and was about to bolt out the door, when Thug came out of the back room, with the biggest smile on his face, shouting “Happy Halloween! Drinks on the house!” He tried to explain that he was a fan of the movie “The Illusionist”, where the Magician had used a camera to stimulate ghosts, looking like real people, walking in the crowd. But in the middle of explaining his crude method of entertaining them, the lights went out and when they came back on a few seconds later, the patrons had disappeared.

Thug and the two strange waiters packed up the cameras and went in search for the next bar. Harvesting souls in this manner saved the Devil a lot of time.

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Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Mi'Lady

Mi’Lady had a smooth chocolate body, light brown eyes, a small nose, and full lips that complemented her rich brown skin tone. Her breasts were small, but the spread of those voluptuous hips more than made up for it. She moved with the grace of a dancer. Everyone who had ever seen her fell instantly in lust.

Mi’Lady lived in a big refurbished plantation house in Alabama. Her wealth made her a prey for the locals, who hated her because she was colored and rich. She hired a small security agency, owned by twin siblings, to protect her. When Cedric and Leola first caught sight of Mi’lady they were stunned by her beauty. From day one, they competed for her attention, having no scruples, they coveted her favors.

Once Cedric caught a glimpse of her bathing while securing the property, after that, everyday he found himself peeking in her windows. So enthralled, he could not control himself. The ecstasy of relief merged with the fear of being caught was so addictive, he began to stalk her.

Leola found out what he was doing and threatened to tell if he didn’t stop. But Cedric knew she wouldn’t betray him. The next day, he found himself peering in a different window. His hand found what it was searching for, and he waited. Mi’Lady was wrapping her naked body in what looked to be old Christmas decorations. Something new he thought, working his hand feverously. When Leola entered the room, it was like someone had thrown cold water on him.

Leola helped Mi’Lady into the tub, and proceeded to push her head beneath the water. All Cedric saw were Mi’Lady’s feet kicking at empty air. He screamed, and without thinking, he lunged through the window. Glass flew everywhere. Some of the small pieces pierced Cedric's naked flesh, and blood was dripping down his legs. The room was empty, with the exception of a large movie screen. Leola and Mi’Lady burst out of the closet, laughing until they cried. Cedric was so embarrassed. From that day on he never peeked at Mi’lady again.


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