Experiment #7 Forbbiden Love

Tyrany In the Scenes of Love

The people here see a resemblance between you and me that seems so frightening
Explosions spark violence and swoon the sky red
It's times like these, I wish I could look into your eyes and sip from your courage
Violence is spoken but wisdom calls out our names
There is something forbidden about love in this place

Things became harder as we became silent
Locked in your castle on the 34th floor
Tear at your sheets as you here the chants grow
Pitchforks pierce the sky with a march to my death
I won't move for radiant heart continues to glow

Worse words are spoken and I see they despise me
Caught in clear visions, your words strangle my neck
It's the hardest truth to believe, as I call to your name
And am pierced by my heart
Why are they so violent, leave our world alone

Tears that poor down your cheeks soften the blow
Numbing yourself that this was all just a dream
But is it when my radiant heart refuses to glow
Destiny calls out, with songs from a bird
Please welcome the eagle that dives into your arms

It's the hardest truth to believe, that I call to your name
And you see no resemblance from the blue skies I dove from
I sore now with my heart so radiant it glows
Now my eyes are harpoons that watch you from above
It's times like these, I wish I could look into your eyes and sip from your courage
And prove to you it's me

Experiment: Writing in Media Res

 Racing at the Pinnacle

by Sean Rea

If it wasn’t for Niki’s Poor start at the beginning of the race, he probably would be ahead of Hunt right now, but Niki was held up in traffic in the back of the pack. Team Ferrari’s radio transmission to Niki Fitzgerald’s number seventeen car, “Niki, you have to come into the pits. Your tires are done.” “I have three laps left in them. I’m only a few seconds behind Hunt’s Mclaren”, Niki replies. The team, “We know Niki. We’re looking at the telemetry. The gap is 4 seconds to Hunt’s car. His tires are six laps newer than yours. You need to pit to gain an advantage.” Niki, “I’m staying out Otherwise I’ll lose too much time in pit lane. I’m too close in the Championship.” As the team tries to get Niki to bring his car into pit lane to change tires, Niki refuses to listen to any of their orders. James Hunt is leading Niki in the Driver’s Championship by 21 points, the standings are too close for Niki’s liking.

Another lap races by and once more Niki’s team makes an effort to bring him into the pits, however this time Technical Chief Director of Ferrari is giving the orders. “Niki this is Grimes, come into the pits we need you to change tires. Yours are two laps old.” Niki, “Sir…”. Grimes, “This is not your call Niki, we need to bring both cars home for the Constructor’s Championship. Bring your car in, that is a direct order.” Niki is silent in his helmet as he listens to the radio transmission from his team. Niki comes out of turn fifteen, “With all due respect, I need to gain a lead on Hunt before I box. Otherwise he’ll will run away from me.” Grimes, “Hunt is not our immediate concern Niki. We need you to bring the car home with Gerald in the next fifteen laps. Do you understand?”

In the next few corners Niki comes to turn nineteen where the pit lane entrance is. The team of Ferrari and engineers watch Niki’s every move. Inside Niki’s helmet time freezes momentarily as he exits the turn. Niki looks at the entrance to pit lane as he in on line for it, but in a split second he quickly turns away and stays out on track.Coming out of turn nineteen Niki up quickly upshifts into third gear then back down to second gear as he comes to turn one. Coming around turn one Niki sees Hunt’s Mclaren in his sights and floors it. Coming down the hill on the straight away Niki is 0.5 seconds behind Hunt and is in DRS (Drag Reduction System) range, and right on Hunt’s rear. Reaching the bottom of the hill going into turn three, they come into the braking zone. Turn three going into four and five, “Eau Rouge” as it’s called, is regarded as the most dangerous corner in the Formula 1 calendar due to the immense speed and high g-forces.

Hunt sees debris on the track and decides to brake early and go off the racing line to avoid it. Niki in the other seat, sees his shot to overtake the number fourteen car and brakes late. While braking late helps Niki pass Hunt in his Mclaren it also causes him to drive run wide into four then into turn five. Trying to maintain his speed through “Eau Rouge” finally it happens. The twenty lap old Goodyear tire on Niki’s right rear chassis blows. Niki immediately pushes in his clutch and smashes the brake pedal to the floor locking them up. Niki’s Ferrari skids across track and suddenly slams into the guardrail. The impact is so immense it rips off his right front wheel from the chassis and sends it flying into the trees. The crowd and teams of the Formula 1 paddock watch the scene unfold in horror. Flames begin to fill the engine compartment behind the driver’s seat. Immediately the race stewards release the safety car and red flag the race with only thirteen laps to go in the race.

Experiment #5  Fairytale meets Realism: The Accountant

The weekend is over and Jim is still tired as Monday morning rolls around. Dexter, Jim's Chihuahua barks ferociously at the Paper-boy, the noise is irritating. Jim finally wakes up. He wipes his face with his hands and lets out a great yawn. Shaking his head Jim musters himself up and gets out of bed and walks out of his bedroom. 

Jim gallops down the hall into the living room to where he opens the back sliding door to let out Dexter or his morning pee. Jim decides to join Dexter on the lawn, he actually prefers the back lawn because it gives him more space than his master bathroom to do his business.  

7:30 comes around and it's time for Jim to head to work, so he takes Dexter back into the house and leaves him some dry dog food he can nibble on through out the day. Jim says bye to Dexters and tells him to behave then trots down the street and around the corner to work.

When Jim reaches his office his face drops and he lets out a deep grunt while rolling his eyes. A crowd of people encompass the space in front of his office. They all stand there in single file under a dimly lit sign that reads "J.J. Harris Financials" with  small character on the bottom right corner shaped like a horse. As Jim walks closer to the crowd his face becomes longer and longer. Jim finally reaches his front door after trotting across the parking lot, and begins to unlock his door. Without any enthusiasm at all Jim says good morning to the line of people. The crowd is dead silent. Then a little boy says to his mom, "Mommy, why does he have four legs?" To her response she says, "Son, I don't know. Just come here with Mommy and Daddy and walk back slowly." As the family begins to walk backwards Jim explains to them that he is a Centaur, he's not dangerous he's just three feet taller than everyone else and has four legs. Jim points to his sign where there is a small graphic of a Centaur. The family and the rest of the crowd behind them thought that was just a fun graphic, and had know idea Centaurs actually exist. 

Jim invites them into his office to work on their taxes, but before Jim could finish speaking the woman and crowd shriek and they all run for their cars. Jim exhales a deep breathe and tilts his downwards in defeat, "This happens everyday." To his surprise, Jim hears the voice of a young man ask for help with his taxes. Jim's ears and eyes immediately perk up and he instantly brings up his head. Jim sees a young man holding all of his paper work and invites him into his office and they set up their work at Jim's desk, "Alright where shall we start?" 

I will make a post soon I swear.