Middle-Men - A Random Burst of Inspiration, Written by Sir

Hey, there. Been a while, huh? Yeah. Well, I’m not gonna promise any surge in my article posting, and I really hope you don’t expect anything, because me actually working on something straight is quite a feat.
I’m just saying this so you don’t get disappointed if you only see me again in a year :).

Anyways, back to the inspiration! (Because if I don’t write this down right now, I might just lose it again).

So, most of you have heard of a middle-man, right? Be it drugs, business or other dealings, middle-men are people who connect two parties, so that they do not need to compromise their identities or to facilitate exchanges. As such, they come in pretty handy, right?But that’s not the only type of middle-men you might come across.

Do you :

=-Really appreciate George’s company, but you’re not really sure about his seriousness in work?

=-Like Bobby’s enthusiasm, but are dismayed by the amount of epic failures in his life?

=-Enjoy the large quantity of inside jokes you share with Karl, although he’s kind of really obnoxious at times?

=-Find that the experiences you shared with Johnny or Mark were very good ones, and that you may know them better than the others because of that, yet you can’t bring yourself to be more than a decent friend, even though you know them well?

If so, you might be the middle-man. Don’t get me wrong, you don’t have to follow these points perfectly to be a middle-man, or even if you do, it doesn’t mean you necessarily are one. This is just an example set out to give you a basis on which to *mildly* rely.

I can already hear you guys :
“But, do explain, kind sir, what your point is in all this rambling!”

Right away, then! As with most of my posts, there is no real point. Only trying to make you realize something : If you keep wondering why you don’t fit in with most people, why you’re sometimes seen as the crowd pleaser although people usually don’t see you shine a lot or even just if you can’t seem to pick a best friend, this might be the reason. You’re the balanced person, the pillar on which they connect. You might have noticed your friends don’t have a lot of common traits, while you share your lot with most of them.

Doesn’t it make sense, then, that you are the one that “brought the group together”, somewhat? Maybe not literally, but if you’re the guy that keeps helping other people out in whatever way you can, while not really giving it your, ever, this position might describe you.

If I’m not wrong, you’re the guy who separately understands some or most of your friends, while still not really knowing them.

I’m writing this because of a burst of imagination, and I’m not sure if all of this is true or not, but consider this as the life experience progression of a teenage soul, swimming in a pool of daily epic wins, awesomeness, drama, and whatnot.

Your opinions, comments, or just random keyboard-bashing with your fists are all welcome, here.

Until inspiration strikes again!

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Renascent ~ Part 3

Aaaaaand part 3.

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And then you came along. You, with knowledge of the woods, the surroundings. You, with knowledge of life as a hunter, life as prey and life as something so impressive yet so vulnerable. Your gleaming eyes and your sharp teeth, your wild brown fur and your pointed claws. As soon as I saw you, I knew. I knew you were destined to guide me, to be my guardian in this forest, appointed by the very forest itself. Your vision shall be my compass; your intellect and knowledge, my map; your might and agility, my shield.

I then gazed upon you and knew we’d be connected forever, bound as companions on a tiresome journey are. I would help you carry out your quest as you would help me complete my search for truth.And so, we set off with light hearts and steps on a random trail, while trying to think of ways to communicate, since we were so different…

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No more images, guys, sorry! Takes too much time to come up with :(

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Renascent ~ Chapter 2

I'll just leave this here.

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As I woke up, I felt an urge… a strong impulse. I desperately needed to cover my manhood. Unfortunately, the only trees around here were pine trees… As you can see, I still haven’t found anything suitable. Bah, I guess that’ll come with time and a bit of luck.

I decided to get up and start walking around… The area seemed pretty desolate. A little dirt path, some chunks of wood lying around, a bunch of rocks, some water and a whole lot of trees. Oh, how joyful.

Something felt weird about all this, though. I didn’t see the trees. I couldn’t gaze into the water. I felt it. Felt it all as if it was a part of me… For some reason, I felt as if I knew everything about every single tiny speck of dust littering the very soil I stepped upon. Everything was blurry, my brain was about to burst and I couldn’t walk for long before I fell over, dizzy. yet I felt as if I still had control over everything… Strange, as everything is up until now…

So I sat down and looked at the sky, for a while, trying to make things out.

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And another piece of crappily conceived artwork! Hope this one isn't too blurry or anything...



If you guys are lucky I might be able to post on next monday... However that's unlikely, as I'll be in Cuba for a week!

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Renascent ~ Chapter 1

Sorry for being late again, it won't (obvious lie is obvious) happen again!

Anyways, on to the show... I know you guys don't like to read all the interesting stuff I have to tell you, so let's jump to the hopefully not horrible story!

Here goes nothing...

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~- What is this?
O- It appears to be some sort of … key.
~- Well, what do I do with it?
O- You should consider inserting it in that keyhole, there, on the wall.
~- Here goes nothing…

A breeze rushed in and everything went black…

I awoke in a dark chamber; my arm was tightly chained to the cold stone wall. There was something definitely… different about the experience. I’m quite… intimate with chains and cells, but I felt like something was out of place. I think it was the chain… yes. It was that bright blue, glowing chain... What a glow! It felt like happiness was directly emanating from that chain… a pure feeling of bliss. I never wanted to leave this cell again. Ever. But that bliss came to an end… the day I died.

They took my corpse out and threw it in a river, bordered by trees but close to no current… They thought the depth of the river would be enough to erase my existence. People never do get the job done right.

They had overestimated their own precious little river… and so my body was found by a bunch of kids hiking through the woods some years later. For some reason, they felt no fear while approaching my decaying carcass… Even though I was dead, I could still feel their presence, kind of like a pulse… And there was also a darker pulse, of another nature… Although I couldn’t really tell what that was about. To see all this life pass by and be unable to do anything! It was wonderful and yet oh so scary. After they pulled me out, my body reanimated itself with a jolt that scared those kids out of their skins. Well, at the very least, I didn’t see them when I opened my eyes. I have no idea of what’s been done to me, but I came back to – No. I didn’t come back to life… It wasn’t the same. Although I don’t have any decent memory of my life before my… death, I do know it was nothing like this. This… Power! I felt so free, so strong! My mind was clearer than crystal and my muscles, harder than the very rock I sat upon.

I still have no idea what has happened to me, but it felt like a new beginning.

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Wow, lucky you, I even made you some original artwork for you to enjoy!



Alrighty then! Tune in sometime between next monday and 2010 for chapter 2!

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Summer Loving

Sorry for being late, guys. You know, I'm pretty busy whatwith the swine flu, school and all the interesting stuff in my life.

Anyways, you're all so lucky, because I just had the inspiration for a poem.

Here you go!

Shadows of the cherry blossom,
Flashing through the light,
Falling upon the earth’s bosom,
Flashing before your eyes as a sprite.

Shadows of the man and woman,
Loving through the night,
Holding each other like lovers can,
Loving as it is only their right.

Such are the days of summer.
Such are the evenings of the lover.
Such is a life whose spoils some levy.
Such is a life which most still only envy.

Days of joy,
Nights of beauty,
To some true, to others only decoy.
Enjoy it while it lasts, don’t be so snooty!

Nights of beauty,
Days of joy,
To some only fun, to others a duty.
Enjoy it while it lasts, don’t be so coy!

Hopefully this will hold you guys off until next time... :P

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Fromager's Tribulations (Part 5)

Oh my god, guys! It's the last part! Hopefully you've read this from the beginning (I'm quite amazed that you haven't died from a heart attack yet, zorlone) and you'll enjoy this... uh... "creative" ending.

Our friends then entered Patrick’s room… “What are you doing in my room?!?” asked the latter, in his grinding voice, while he threw the piece of cheddar he was nibbling on in a basket made of cheese.”We’ve come to end your reign of tyranny and cheesiness, Patrick!” replied Jordan. ”That’s right, you fat, evil man!” added John quite obnoxiously. So our heroes and our antagonist clashed in a mighty battle… which lasted 20 seconds. As fat and slow as Patrick was, he only managed to crawl over to John’s foot and let his floppy arms fall upon it, inflicting minor bruises to himself, as Jordan was reciting a magical spell and John was cowering before Patrick’s mighty blubber. As soon as the spell was ready, Jordan let loose his inner might. A flash of light occurred and all you could then see was a giant scissor-shaped angel with a mighty hammer. It was Jordon, the true form of Jordan! The mighty, heavenly scissorsmith. His hammer descended upon Patrick’s frightened face and hit his hat really softly. Millions of tiny scissorlings exited the head of the hammer and proceeded to trim Patrick’s scraggly beard into friendly mutton chops. Cut off from his beard, and thus from his power, Patrick fell in a coma.

Many thanks yet again to our anonymous Googled Benefactor.

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Fromager's Tribulations (Part 4)

Sorry for being so late! Don't really have an excuse except my crappy memory.
On to the story! (Now with 35% more magic and awesome!)

When they arrived in front of the gigantic, black, and crooked tower, they could just gasp, awed by its awesomeness. Of course, it was imposing, but not too imposing for our heroes, who proceeded to enter it. As they entered, they could see the multitude of traps laid there for visitors. After a couple of hours, traps, fake pennies and little cuts, our friends got through. Of course, there just had to be a big magical door blocking the way at the end.
“What are the magical words?” asked the door.
John proceeded to reply: “Err… please and thank you?”As John was contemplating the sense of his answers, the door threw a bunch of rocks (Hey, it’s a magical door, remember?) at our heroes. John quickly proceeded to fall face-first on the floor, to avoid his rock as Jordan round-house kicked the rest to oblivion.All except one… The One Rock To Rule Them All. Except it just kept going and killed the janitor that was looking at the scene.”No, you moron! It’s open sesame!” yelled Jordan.
The door opened, but not before it could throw another rock at John’s manhood (Don’t worry, he also has a magically enhanced jock-strap).

Thank you, anonymous googled benefactor, for this piece of awesome.

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Fromager's Tribulations (Part 3)

As he arrived in the fields, John could see armies, wait, what am I saying? He could see hordes of mice running towards a far away building with cheese on their backs! It was obvious John should act… at least to feed himself. So he decided to take a stick and poke a mouse with it. Of course, his results hurt the mouse and got him all the attention in the world. As soon as he did so, the mouse released a piercing howl (don’t ask me how it did it), which alerted every other mice in a large radius. The mice were all looking at John, and John was looking at the mice, as Jordan was looking at the sky’s pale blue color. Suddenly, the mice started attacking John, who threw Jordan at them in desperate defence. Before he could even realize it, all the mice were laying flat. “How did you do that?” asked he Jordan.
- Eh, well, a magical pair of scissors has its benefits…
- Whatever you say…
Our heroes then crossed the field…

This one's also from Google.

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - Lost in the Woods

Sir here with a (very) random story for you guys! Yes, it's very random and yes, it's short and kind of shabby, but there is a point to it.

You know, I just remembered an anecdote where I got lost in the forest…
I told my buddy Julian that I was going for a wild, wild adventure in this forest I knew of, and invited him to come over. After he said yes, I picked up a map, a compass, a first-aid kit, some food and extra clothes, sunglasses and my “Super Extreme Flashlight x200”. I also took a whistle with me, in case I got lost. I’d just whistle 3 times, and Julian would come help me. Well, that was the plan… but I lost the whistle. So I started a fire with my waterproof matches that I bought Sunday morning from the clerk at that convenience store next to the garage where my mum works. Anyways, I started walking around when I thought that if I kept moving they would never find me… So I panicked. Of course, I was very confused and forgot to eat… and set my tent on fire out of frustration. So I called out for my mother, who replied “Carlos, just step outside the rug in your room.” To which I replied “Which one?”
-The ones with little green trees and yellow bunnies and blue grasshoppers that’s inside your room…
So I did!
I just hope that next time I get lost in my bedroom, I’ll remember to take a jetpack with me so I can just fly out.

And now, the moral you've all been reading this incredibly bad text for : Don't start thinking until you start looking first.

And another picture for you guys!

Sir's Random Dashes of Inspiration - The Ways of Life

Hey there! Sir here, with the first of my weekly "Random Dashes of Inspiration"!
From now on, as you know, each Monday, I will post something I came up with. It might be a poem, a story, an opinion, pretty much anything. From time to time, I'll also whip out a random image I've created, just for you guys. Feel free to comment on my posts, images or anything, feedback is always appreciated!

Anyways, today's inspirational torrent is a little poem I wrote a while back.

I named it "The Ways of Life"

Sometimes, it's cruel.

Sometimes, it's good.

You might think it's just a duel

between your will and your mood.

Guess what? It really isn't at all.

It's more like a kid toying with us,

like he toys with a ball
which all around the place, he likes to toss

Life... What a joke!

Sometimes, it makes you feel good.
Sometimes, it makes you feel like a worthless bloke.

Life is never to be understood.

What were you thinking?

Were you thinking about a good life?

Keep dreaming...

Or you can pursue that dream, without strife!

You might just fulfill it, you know?

Some people manage to...

They're not that rare, though.

Just keep on trying, you!

Someday, you shall find love.
Someday, you shall find fortune.
That day, salvation will fit you like a glove.

That day, gloom will feel like an old mistune.

Who knows, maybe happiness does exist?

Maybe there is a key to a happy being?

Your loneliness isn't to be missed.
Come on, help your soul to a happy feeling!

Also, a first image!

You can save it if you really want to, I don't mind.

See you on next monday!