Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Attitude in the South Jungle

What is attitude? How do we define a person with attitude? Could it be people carrying themselves with an aura of goodwill and just without a care of other feeling? Or attitude should be branded to those people looking at these and just can’t stand the fact that some people are contended with what they are doing or have done.

I have this story that happen some time ago in the South Jungle. The young hawk has had his share of the bountiful meat. What should be the proper attitude of it? Should it just lay move aside and sleep contentedly or keep awake tense. It should be former based on my opinion. This hawk got a chunk if its meat bitten off due to his attitude. Is this right? Does the supposedly experienced, educated and wise owl suppose to do this?

When we say as wise as an owl, we usually associate it with being a grandfatherly being, gentle in giving advice and impart knowledge to the youngling. Not for the case that happen in the South Jungle. It’s a wild, barbaric and rampant jungle out here whereby only the hypocrite, pretender, trickster and charlatan stay. As for the rest of those that are good of heart, to hell with them down here.

In short those who want to survive in the South Jungle has to sell their mind, body and soul. Of those not yet scarred, they are oppressed. None will be able to voice out their thoughts for fear of being sideline. As for the good one that does voice, well they have to leave the jungle. Which one has the attitude problem, the oppressor or those being oppressed?

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Chronicles of Hydan Starborn

It was on this faithful night the lore keeper looked outside his window into the gloomy night with the rain pounding the wall of the castle keep. From his studies of the great “Gael” book, with the correct alignment of the stars and the 3 moons that shines every night on Tundera, this was the night that the chosen one will be born into the world.

For a long time Tundera has suffered in the iron grip of the Grippers. Too long have the people suffered under the vile, abhorrent and horrendous Grippers who came from an unknown world on the unfaithful night 50 years ago. These skeleton thin grim ripper like zombies rode terrible lizards the size of a draft horse equip with razor like teeth and thick hide impenetrable to normal spears, arrows and conventional weapons. The Gripper themselves brandish dark swords bless in Tunderan blood by the apostle of their God named Marak.

The armies of these Grippers leaving only nations near the wasteland of Arama still standing have swallowed many nations whole. Wizard keeps, prized by these Grippers for their magical contents inside were the main priority to plunder once they settled in Tundera. Battles were fought with weapons and magic but alas nobody could stop the onslaught of these Grippers. The high council of Magic was destroyed and every wizard killed or enslaved. The only last standing keep in Arama has never been conquered yet but assassins have tried many times to penetrate its keep.

The angelic, renowned Doty Keep has ward off these attempts on many occasions. Situated on a cove closely to the 3 main element of the world where the strongest magic is derived from, Doty Keep stood guard waiting. The 3 elemental sentinel guardian of earth, water and air up conjured by the 1st order wizard Mattias has stood guard for 3 generation without fail to protect Doty Keep. The lore keeper is the only one left to guard the keep and the secrets of its content. The surrounding area of the keeps makes it difficult to be attacked. Surrounded by a magical forest guarded by Graku, the earth elemental, the enemies have lost many Torker who tried to sneak in through the mountain behind the keep. Graku’s who is the totem of a bear, guard this forest. With his sharp claws and inhuman strength and his ability to melt and become one with the earth, nothing can step the earth without his knowledge. Trees whispers to the earth elemental when enemies without souls or with a dark heart walk the earth surroundings the keep. The Doty Keeps front view faces the opens sea with clear blue skies. The open air guarded by the Wrist, the air elemental with a dragon totem. Its mighty wings will create hurricane like winds to destroy any flying Torker coming from the open seas. Its petrifying glare will turn man to stone and beasts of the air of good heart never need to fear it for it is a guardian of the righteous and honorable. Merk the sea sentinal guards the seas of Doty Keep. The merman with his trident rides the waves when an enemy is seen and together with ability to telepathically communicate with sea creature, they repel enemies from the seas.

Knowingly this night the 4 guardian of the Tundera last remaining standing keep looks to the east over the Mountain of Alila sensing the nearness of time when the chosen one will arrive. All know that with the arrival, the new future master will need them in all aspect of magic and fighting skills to fight the Grippers and bring peace back to the world know as Tundera.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

A taste of "voodoo"ed rice

There is a tale stating that sometimes when eaten delicacies prepared by a maiden, we might be smitten by the beauty and get hook by her charms and cooking skills. This may be true in some instances that I have been through in my life here now. I give a living example here, there is this old hippo who knows this fat boar in the south jungle. He has a life partner but he got hooked by the "nasi kangkang" prepared by this boar. In order for her to survive, she choose him as the prime experiment lab rat that is doom to fail one day.The old saying says once eaten, you are hooked through think and thin abandoning all reasons. I still have doubts that this boar is a virgin on all 3 gray areas.

There is a veil of darkness surrounding the eyes of the old hippo. He cannot see the fault of the boar eventhough its wrong. He was taken for a spin ( in the old hindustan movies ) yet still support the boar. What is this black magic that I am saying here? Once smitten, he would abandon its life partner trust and get on with this boar. What would the offspring be like for this unlikely couple. Would it have the face of a hippo with tusks of a boar or a face of a boar with a mouth of a hippo. Whatever it is I leave it to your great imagination. On many occasions when confronted by the young lions and an old tiger, the old hippo backs the boar. On many occasions we see unreasonable reasoning given by the boar which saw the system of the south jungle to fail.

How can we stop this rabid boar from consuming all our logical reasoning for things when we know the answer that cows cannot fly according to our reasoning. Will the young lions and old tiger be taken for a spin yet again and again. Is there a cure to clear the eyes of the old hippo.
I believe only time can tell or the partners will find out. All I know is that never loose the trust of your partner as it will mean luck has run out for you.