Jacob “Grimscar” Gregson Special: Reckoning with Roberto_Sparks will Ignite_The Story of I and U_Th
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Jacob “Grimscar” Gregson Special: Reckoning with Roberto
One half-eaten robin. One head and tail of a squirrel. One fish, clearly stolen. One child's toy, played with and then stolen. One adult toy- He quickly dropped that one back in with the rest of the collection; somewhere out there, a lonely lady was not happy.All this, plus more, barely fitting inside of a shoe box. The field agent could contend with a lot; superpowered villains, highly-trained assassins, insane elements from the weather to the Earth, and food poisoning (sometimes with literal poison). Roberto, however, was none of these; he was a bobcat. And once again, he was leaving these u...
Sparks will Ignite
I was once part of the norm. Part of the people that just go with how the wind blows. I don’t really care about the current affairs in my community.All I care about is myself.In the past, when I was still in my university days, there was a time that we were assigned to gather information about the slums in Detroit. While doing my study, I began noticing how wretched other people are. I realized that I am part of a messed up society. I realized how other people are treated unequally. Because of that incident, I became fully aware of my capabilities in helping these people. I realized that I can...
The Story of I and U
This is the story of I and U and how they managed to communicate and become tentative friends. It has taken many years, iterations, repetitions, and trials to bring them together. Sometimes, there are still situations that exacerbate the jagged edges of their hookups. There are many hangups involved as well. Think about it, I and U? Think those two are well-known by all? Really? Maybe they are, maybe they aren't - but they are not the most comfortable bedfellows. These are two of the most important English letters, in their meanings, symbols, and uses. They are everywhere, very literally under...
There’s Always Monopoly
I’m feeling extra grouchy today. It’s unfortunate because ‘giving out’ to others is what I do. But then, being driven half-crazy by scratching whilst lying in wait on my futon can do that to a person. Especially during the middle of the night. It seemed to be coming from the back of the skirting board. The intermittent scraping put my teeth on edge. So much so, I barely slept until the last hour. My heart rushed as the morning alarm jolted me awake; it was too late to do my daily exercises (a vigorous workout keeps me sane and enlivens me). I showered, gulped coffee, slammed the door and ...
