Sinew Erudition

Ace The Cybernetic Ninja Dog Chapter 1:  Beach Paradise Invaders    A wind is blowing a nice cool breeze, the sun shine warms the beach planet. The day is calm and the sound of the vacationers filled the air with joy and elation. The dog Ace is making acquaintance with a few female dogs. He hears his name being called a few times but ignores his Human best friend. Ace then spots in the corner of his eye, a spaceship that landed on the beach sands about two hundred meters from where the beach goers were at. Ace ditched the females and ran to his Human best friend. Ace had an uneasy feeling about the spaceship and felt a strong sense of protecting his best friend. The beach goers were not paying attention to the illegally parked spaceship. A  genetically engineered iguana arrived with an army of genetically modified minions. They were walking down a ramp. The minions are of the various animal wildlife and domesticated animals. They are carrying over one hundred barrel conta

Lost In The Dark By Vincent Fitch Part 4 : The Nescient Mist     The landscape is consumed by a humid mist. The mist is thick and the humidity makes it feel as if you are sweating; though you are not. The water vapor began to make your skin feel sticky and hot. The mist feels as if you are in a sauna. It is relaxing and soothing. You feel comfortable with being in the steam's mist. You walk around the environment unable to see inches in front of your face. It doesn't bother you; in fact nothing seems to be able to make you feel upset or have any form of emotions. You are feeling tranquility and insouciance. No worries, no fears, no taunting voices, no mysterious advisors harassing. Just you, all alone, blinded by the mist, and the soothing steam’s humidity. You walk around with your head held high and strutting like you know where you are going, but in truth, you have no idea what lies ahead of your own face. Your eyes can't see past a few inches from you. You t

Disillusionment ================================= I adventure through the darkest daylight Hearken for I am a passionate erudite Look towards the end of the leftist plight I am an iconoclast that bends to no ideologues Firm resistance against unctuous moralistic pedagogues I seek only for corporeal pabulum and for greater sapience Sessile, sinew, and I stand firm against the callow's nescience Peregrinating past the collective-self's fatuousness No haranguing vituperator would make me acquiescent Try as hard as they want, I bend to no contumelious didacticism Their rancorous crassitude is the cause of the world's fanaticism Superficial benevolence and false sagacity Yet they are perceived as the paladins of allegory ================================= =================================