Sunday, January 29, 2006

Dark Days Ahead

I lie in waiting, knuckles white on the hilt of my great sword. I can smell it in the air.....their intent.....their hate. They are near. They come to rape and pillage. To impose their will on all. But they know not what waits for them. The cold truth is my blade, and my blade grows restless. The time is nearly here. Many battles I have fought, but until now, my indentity has been a secret. It is time to be known. I am the Knight of Swords. And this is my war......none are safe.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

It has begun...

This post may very well be my only out of charachter post. I am an artist, which means only that my views of this world are unique, and twisted. I see the world as two different people. The person I must be to get along day to day. The one who gets up begrudgingly in the early morning and goes to work at a career he hopes will provide for his loved ones. The one who is worried about what others think, and what others say. The one looking for a way out of the rat race, while simultaneously trying to win the same race. And then there is the Knight. The sword weilding champion who speaks his mind and devours his foes. A poet and a warrior who meets his pain head on with a battle cry. And this is his blog. He will speak often in poetry, for he is a writer of music. He is often angry and full of rage, and rightfully so, for the world is set against him, and his greatest battles are yet to come. These are the stories of his battles......