Post by Jason Dave on Dec 17, 2011 18:12:36 GMT -3
"Only the greatest of the greats last. The insane prosper over those of the sane as they war begins. Many have risen to the occasion to wage war against one another. Few succeed while most, they fall into the burial depths of the underground world known as: Hell. Some actually reach the point of where their flesh actually feels the sting of the burning sensation from the flames of the fiery depths of hell. This is known as the Devil's world.
Those that life without the life of risk end up living longer than most. If you are one of the minor group that people would classify them as: lucky ones, then you are rising into the high sky of Heaven, to rest in piece in God's world. You would watch over the meaningless lives of the people that you saw day by day as you walked the streets of God's creation, passing by soulless bodies with nothing put pure hatred locked inside their body.
Others believe, that you live on within the world. There is always another you somewhere hidden within the streets of the cities paved all around the sphere that we live on. This world is nothing but a figment of the entire population's imagination. In their eyes, they see this world as a hell in a cell. People only see as the way out of the cell is through death, but death is never the answer. Never thoughts of suicide, only see life as do die..."
[/i][/b]Those that life without the life of risk end up living longer than most. If you are one of the minor group that people would classify them as: lucky ones, then you are rising into the high sky of Heaven, to rest in piece in God's world. You would watch over the meaningless lives of the people that you saw day by day as you walked the streets of God's creation, passing by soulless bodies with nothing put pure hatred locked inside their body.
Others believe, that you live on within the world. There is always another you somewhere hidden within the streets of the cities paved all around the sphere that we live on. This world is nothing but a figment of the entire population's imagination. In their eyes, they see this world as a hell in a cell. People only see as the way out of the cell is through death, but death is never the answer. Never thoughts of suicide, only see life as do die..."
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In the depths of the insane mind of Jason Dave, things happen that only he can analyze with clarification. Thoughts pour into his mind, only certain ones come out. Locked deep within a cage lies some of the darkest and deepest thoughts remaining left inside of his mind. The thoughts abuse Jason in his mind, causing some of the most unusual dreams he's ever experienced. Just when you would least expect it, a message can somehow be transmitted to even some of the most relentless minds.
The bright gleaming sun rose over the horizon; covered by the shadowed mountains. The sun radiated a spotlight into a large forest, with dark green leaves fluttered across the branches of the trees. Down deep within the depths of the forest, a body lay, glowing with the sun radiating a spotlight on him. It was Jason Dave, lying their in a deep slumber. The body shifted a little bit before rising up into a sitting position, with his back leaned up against a large thick tree.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Jesus...
His voice trailed off as he slowly turned his head, left to right. He look at his surrounds, completely baffled by his surroundings.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Where in the world am I?
Suddenly, from the tree he sat under, a rustling noise that caused Jason to leap onto his feet and look into the sky. When he looked up, he saw nothing but a clutter of a variety filled colorful leaves. They began to slowly fall off the tree as a shadow of a body dashed on through the trees, jumping branch to branch, not missing it like a drummer not missing a beat. Jason turned behind him, trying to follow the body. He found a large branch laying up against another thick tree. He grabbed the branch and turned at every direction, waiting for the body to show itself.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Whoever you are, you better show yourself.
He heard rustling from behind him and he quickly jolted behind him. He swung at thin air with the branch, hopefully trying to hit something. But, swinging into thin air, you obviously miss when swinging into thin air; or so you would think you would. For when he swung at thin air, he hit something that sat directly in front of him. A body suddenly was visual in front of him as the body splattered on the floor. The body laid there in pain, gripping its wound with its left arm that the body laid upon.
Creature ~Woodland~
That hurt. Is that how you meet someone that you have never met before?
Jason looked at the body, breathing heavier and heavier at the minute. He wished it was all just an insanity attack that he has heard about from the pills he was force fed down his throat by the doctors. He looked at the branch he had gripped in his sweaty palms. He placed the branch down by the side of the body to show peace between the two beings. The creature began to shift and sit up, facing Jason. The wound the creature was once gripping was gone. Suddenly, Jason dropped to his hands and knees, placing his left arm around his abdomen.
Creature ~Woodland~
Before you make any sudden moves of insane instincts, any type of harm you place upon my body, gets inflicted into the exact area in which you inflicted the pain onto my body.
Jason, hanging his head down, staring at the ground, raised it and stared at the creature. He was in to much pain to say anything. The creature stood up on its stubby legs and placed a soft gentle touch on Jason's hand that covered the wound. In almost an instant, it was healed. The dry blood that started to stain Jason's clothing was gone. Jason stood up and pressed the hand of the creature back to where it came. He stood up, feeling no pain from anywhere. He felt lighter than ever before.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
How did you do that?
Creature ~Woodland~
I am magical. I can do whatever I please with it. Now please, sit down, we must talk.
Jason didn't know how to react. He listened to the creature and sat down where he was. The creature did the same. They sat across from one another.
Creature ~Woodland~
You must connect with your inner thoughts. Not the ones that are easily achieved by simply remembering them, I am talking about the ones surrounded you deepest and most inner thoughts. The ones of your childhood.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
My-my childhood? What do I have in my childhood I must remember?
Creature ~Woodland~
If I knew that, don’t you think I would have started what I wanted? I am only your conscious. Now, this is only your first dreams of many. You will encounter more dreams where you fall into slumbers something like this. A new spirit will wait for you inside the depths of those dreams. Each one will hold a special talent that they will conduct on you in order retract any of your memories you have locked away for your life.
Before Jason could exhale a simple word, the creature placed its palm on the shoulder of Jason. Immediately, a bright light blinded the deep dark brown orbs of Jason Dave. He saw nothing but a large pale light surrounding him. His body felt like he was going to fall into an endless pit of nothing but a blinding light. Within moments, Jason was out of the blinding light and was resurrected into one of his old all natural insane dreams that continued to haunt Jason, night after night.
To present day...
The sky said dawn. It was a bright and early morning. Jason awoke from his message sending dream. Jason raised his upper body and sat up right in bed. He rubbed his fingers along his scalp, missing his long hair he once had. His fingers slowly draped onto his skin and reached back down to his thighs. His room wasn't lit by anything. He leaned over to the bedside and turned on the lamp he had next to his bed. It lit up the room just enough so he could see the end of the bed and the white door to the side of him.
He tried to remember some of the slightest and easiest thoughts he could think of from his childhood, but he couldn't. He hated the thought to not remember anything from his childhood. He beat himself up mentally for a few minutes, but he stopped once he heard a knock at his door. He turned to see his sister at the door, with the back of her hand placed on the frame of the door and her other hand on the door. Her hazel orbs stared directly into his deep luscious pools of mud eyes.
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[/img]In the depths of the insane mind of Jason Dave, things happen that only he can analyze with clarification. Thoughts pour into his mind, only certain ones come out. Locked deep within a cage lies some of the darkest and deepest thoughts remaining left inside of his mind. The thoughts abuse Jason in his mind, causing some of the most unusual dreams he's ever experienced. Just when you would least expect it, a message can somehow be transmitted to even some of the most relentless minds.
The bright gleaming sun rose over the horizon; covered by the shadowed mountains. The sun radiated a spotlight into a large forest, with dark green leaves fluttered across the branches of the trees. Down deep within the depths of the forest, a body lay, glowing with the sun radiating a spotlight on him. It was Jason Dave, lying their in a deep slumber. The body shifted a little bit before rising up into a sitting position, with his back leaned up against a large thick tree.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Jesus...
His voice trailed off as he slowly turned his head, left to right. He look at his surrounds, completely baffled by his surroundings.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Where in the world am I?
Suddenly, from the tree he sat under, a rustling noise that caused Jason to leap onto his feet and look into the sky. When he looked up, he saw nothing but a clutter of a variety filled colorful leaves. They began to slowly fall off the tree as a shadow of a body dashed on through the trees, jumping branch to branch, not missing it like a drummer not missing a beat. Jason turned behind him, trying to follow the body. He found a large branch laying up against another thick tree. He grabbed the branch and turned at every direction, waiting for the body to show itself.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Whoever you are, you better show yourself.
He heard rustling from behind him and he quickly jolted behind him. He swung at thin air with the branch, hopefully trying to hit something. But, swinging into thin air, you obviously miss when swinging into thin air; or so you would think you would. For when he swung at thin air, he hit something that sat directly in front of him. A body suddenly was visual in front of him as the body splattered on the floor. The body laid there in pain, gripping its wound with its left arm that the body laid upon.
Creature ~Woodland~
That hurt. Is that how you meet someone that you have never met before?
Jason looked at the body, breathing heavier and heavier at the minute. He wished it was all just an insanity attack that he has heard about from the pills he was force fed down his throat by the doctors. He looked at the branch he had gripped in his sweaty palms. He placed the branch down by the side of the body to show peace between the two beings. The creature began to shift and sit up, facing Jason. The wound the creature was once gripping was gone. Suddenly, Jason dropped to his hands and knees, placing his left arm around his abdomen.
Creature ~Woodland~
Before you make any sudden moves of insane instincts, any type of harm you place upon my body, gets inflicted into the exact area in which you inflicted the pain onto my body.
Jason, hanging his head down, staring at the ground, raised it and stared at the creature. He was in to much pain to say anything. The creature stood up on its stubby legs and placed a soft gentle touch on Jason's hand that covered the wound. In almost an instant, it was healed. The dry blood that started to stain Jason's clothing was gone. Jason stood up and pressed the hand of the creature back to where it came. He stood up, feeling no pain from anywhere. He felt lighter than ever before.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
How did you do that?
Creature ~Woodland~
I am magical. I can do whatever I please with it. Now please, sit down, we must talk.
Jason didn't know how to react. He listened to the creature and sat down where he was. The creature did the same. They sat across from one another.
Creature ~Woodland~
You must connect with your inner thoughts. Not the ones that are easily achieved by simply remembering them, I am talking about the ones surrounded you deepest and most inner thoughts. The ones of your childhood.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
My-my childhood? What do I have in my childhood I must remember?
Creature ~Woodland~
If I knew that, don’t you think I would have started what I wanted? I am only your conscious. Now, this is only your first dreams of many. You will encounter more dreams where you fall into slumbers something like this. A new spirit will wait for you inside the depths of those dreams. Each one will hold a special talent that they will conduct on you in order retract any of your memories you have locked away for your life.
Before Jason could exhale a simple word, the creature placed its palm on the shoulder of Jason. Immediately, a bright light blinded the deep dark brown orbs of Jason Dave. He saw nothing but a large pale light surrounding him. His body felt like he was going to fall into an endless pit of nothing but a blinding light. Within moments, Jason was out of the blinding light and was resurrected into one of his old all natural insane dreams that continued to haunt Jason, night after night.
To present day...
The sky said dawn. It was a bright and early morning. Jason awoke from his message sending dream. Jason raised his upper body and sat up right in bed. He rubbed his fingers along his scalp, missing his long hair he once had. His fingers slowly draped onto his skin and reached back down to his thighs. His room wasn't lit by anything. He leaned over to the bedside and turned on the lamp he had next to his bed. It lit up the room just enough so he could see the end of the bed and the white door to the side of him.
He tried to remember some of the slightest and easiest thoughts he could think of from his childhood, but he couldn't. He hated the thought to not remember anything from his childhood. He beat himself up mentally for a few minutes, but he stopped once he heard a knock at his door. He turned to see his sister at the door, with the back of her hand placed on the frame of the door and her other hand on the door. Her hazel orbs stared directly into his deep luscious pools of mud eyes.
Jennifer Dave ~Beautiful Sister~
Hey Jason, I heard you were going through some tough times. I was in the neighborhood, doing a photo shoot for my modeling business and I thought I would stop by. I hope you realize your not in your own bed.
She was right, Jason wasn't even in his own home. He looked left and right, trying to put the pieces together of where exactly he was. Jason's sister came into the room instead of standing in the doorway; shutting the door on her way in. She sat down next to Jason in the bed as Jason continued to put the pieces together of where he is.
Jennifer Dave ~Beautiful Sister~
Jason, calm down. don't worry, I'm bringing you home. I'm going to bring you home to the family before I bring you to your place. Right now, your locked in a mental institute.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Wait, Jenn, wouldn't they have cameras here watching my every move?
Jennifer Dave ~Beautiful Sister~
Don't worry, I got them to shut off the cameras. You got to think I use this body for more than modeling.
Jason Dave ~ICW World Warrior Champion~
Jenn, did you really whore your way into getting into this cell so you could get me out of here?
She simply smiled at Jason's question. Jason rolled his eyes at her, trying to ignore the fact that his sister is a street whore. The duo stood up and walked out of the room. They walked down what felt like an endless hallway, but it ended where a staff member sat behind a desk on the other side of the wall to the left.
Jennifer Dave ~Beautiful Sister~
Hi, I'm here to sign out for one of your patients.
Staff Member ~Mental Institute~
Very well, and who would that patient be?
Jennifer Dave ~Beautiful Sister~
Jason Dave.
The staff member ruffled through his papers. He found the paperwork for Jason and quickly handed it to Jennifer. She quickly signed the papers, handed it back to the staff member and they were soon out of the institute. They walked slowly to Jenn's car, in no rush to get back home. They walked to her car and drove off safely without anyone making any commotions about Jason and Jennifer.[/font][/i][/center]
