Magnet

I am thankful for a father who watches horror movies with me and taught me how to build a computer from scratch.

I am thankful for a mother who loves sushi as much as I do and who taught me how to make chocoloate chip pecan cookies.

I am thankful for a sister who protected me from bullies as a child and who geeks out about comic books.

I am thankful for Robert and Jay and Shaun.

I am thankful for Zero and Maduin and Jean and Nessa and Reach and everyone who I've met since opening up this blog.

I am thankful that light exists even in the chaos of an unraveling life.

See you at the end of the tracks, zero. And don't worry. I'll have a creme soda with me like I promised.

Boarding's starting. See you then.

Power of Dream

Marble, table salt, green food coloring, cold water. Why does that work? Is it the marble? A precise balance of basic chemicals? The food coloring?

Would pink salt work, or does it have to be plain table salt? Can iodized salt work? What about other food colors? Does the water have to be cold, or will warm water work better?

It slows it temporarily. For a while, but not for good. A stopgap measure. It's good. I can't deny that. For now, I'll base my work for a cure off of what Robert's provided. Better to work with what we've got before striking out on my own. ...I just realized who I sound like with that. Jay'd probably laugh his ass off at little old me playing at scientist.

The only way to try this is to... to have no other choice. And it's risky to test it. One screw-up, one reversed effect, and someone's life is over because of me.

I don't want to think about that right now.

The Legend of Green Eyes

I still have hope. Funny. I woke up real early this morning. I mean, really early. And I got myself a cup of coffee (milk, two sugars), went out to my side yard, sat on the wall, and watched the sun come up over the mountains. Just me and the morning. Me and a new day.

I dunno. It just... it feels good to sit up and watch the sunrise sometimes. Makes me feel like no matter how crummy things may get in the future, there's still so much good in the world. And It can't take that away from me. The good things will always be here.

I'm thankful.

(The title came from this, which was playing on my iPod radio when I woke up: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5U1THLG6ZQ)

Designated Legacy

Maduin. Zero. Me.

When I first met Robert, he called me Disciple. A disciple is a student, someone who learns and carries on teachings.

I am a Sage now. I have learned. And I'll keep learning as much as I can, to help all of you out there suffering from Its reach. Don't be afraid. We're here for you. Maduin and Zero and I.

There has to be a Warrior out there. A Warrior and a Hero. Not Zeke; he's the Mystic, and that title will remain his for as long as he stands against It. I want to say that maybe Evan is a Warrior, for his bravery in attacking It with a baseball bat. It's that kind of spirit... I admire those who spit in the face of doom and pummel it.

I'll keep looking. And if any of you can read this, can lend your aid, please say so. It's only together that we can overcome.

Let's make Robert and the others proud, shall we?