The Bringer Part II

Part II

 

     I jolted out of my seat. Everyone’s head turned towards me. Every soul, except The Bringer’s. Does she even have a soul? Is she even human? She just sat there, staring into the unreachable galaxy. I couldn’t take it anymore, I turned towards The Bringer.

     “Are you kidding me? Who the heck are you? What is this place?"

     The Bringer didn’t move an inch, however when I raised my voice I saw her ears perk ever so slightly like a dog, so I know she heard me. I yelled even louder.

     “What are we all doing here? Are you actually going to kill us all? You psycho!"

     As soon as I started to enunciate that last word, her head reared ninety degrees towards me.

     She spoke in a strict voice, “Are you being disloyal to this cooperation? The Almighty frowns upon that.”

     “Who is this ‘Almighty’ your blabbering about?” I said.

     She responded,  “Speaking about The Almighty in that manner is punishable by termination.”  The Bringer finished and turned back stiffly to the window. My rage was encapsulated. There was so much confusion and hate for this person… this thing. 

     I swung as hard at I could right at her sinister grinning face. Nothing else mattered. Faster than a millisecond, The Bringer’s arm blocked my hit. I was dumbfounded. Such incredible speed and reflexes was impossible by any human I’ve seen. I let another fist fly. This time she grabbed it fully, and looked me dead in the eye. I couldn’t escape her grip. 

     She started raising her head closer to mine, and went to whisper in my ear.

     “Enjoy your stay.” 

     I went flying backwards. The Bringer had thrown me with such force that the wall welcomed me fully. Every part on my body hurt, and my vision hindered. At that moment she pushed back her chair and stood up, her glowing red eyes were even brighter than before. Almost blinding. 

     

     At that moment the dark table turned light. A siren screamed. The Bringer froze in her place and looked around in fear. Her hazel eyes were back in their place. I smiled.  

     No one was ready for what came next. Something fired through the glass window, coming from the galaxy. A blue beam of light jarred into the room, aiming right at The Bringer. Then, out of no where, a robotic voice said the following:

     “The Almighty's report is in. Subject Name: Macki, Code Area: The Bringer, Verdict: Not worthy. Submitting to termination in 3 … 2 …"

     

     Time was slowed. Nothing moved. That blue beam of light turned darker, and darker, then it started flashing. Just like a strobe light. 

     “…1.” 

     The Bringer closed her eyes. Wait. Just, wait. She was still standing. Her chest was still heaving in and out. Breaths. Fear. I could hear the pulsing of blood from over here in this wall. The blue beam was gone. The voice was no longer speaking, and The Bringer was still standing. 

     Then she fell to the floor.

     “Pardon me,” The robotic voice of The Almighty said, “this is rather shocking I know. Regardless, welcome to the cooperation."

 End of Part II

The Bringer

Prologue

     I just wanted to proclaim that the following was based off of a dream I had. As all dreams show, it was hard to remember once I woke up. However I remembered just enough of that excellent dream to make me want to share it with you all. I took as much as my brain would remember and turned that into a somewhat followable two-part story that I hope you all enjoy. 

-Phillip

 Part I   

 

     I awoke in small room with a dark table in front of me. There was no recollection of me getting here at all. Around the table were twelve people, six on each side, just starting to wake up. Behind me and the row of people adjacent to me, was a black wall with a door. On the other side of the table was ... space. Not space like “oh, look at this stretching room” kind of space, but Andromeda space. The Andromeda Galaxy. I couldn’t believe it. This room seemed to exist among the vast nothingness of the universe. Seeing that unmistakable galaxy was the only familiarity I got, for I did not know why any of us were in this room. Or for that matter, how such a room could exist.  

     Of this rectangular table I was seated more to the left. The air was crisp but warm. Seated in the middle of the row I was in, facing the space window was a woman, who gave off an eerie vibe. Her golden hair was trickled with brown waves. The stars in the distance danced all over her stern gaze and hazel eyes. In front of where she was sitting a dim sign read, “The Bringer."

     I got the feeling that something terrible was just born. The Bringer didn’t speak to anyone, nor did anyone else dare talk. It was as if anyone made the slightest movement or acknowledgement of our setting that the bad things would begin. Then right then and there, she softly spoke.

 

     “Hello and Congrats. You have all now officially been indoctrinated into our cooperation,”

 

     There was when I noticed it. She wasn’t looking around or at anyone in particular, but rather dead forward, into the abyss of space. The reddish faint glow of gas clouds and the billions of white-hot stars shined down into the room. It was captivating, and apparently too much so for The Bringer.

     “… and with that comes a few guidelines. Number One: All workers will follow the handbook rules or risk being terminated."

     Suddenly a thin booklet materialized right in front of each of us. The cover saying;

 

Handbook

Caution! Breaking of any rules will result in termination.

     Murmuring began across the table. Probably about the origin and meaning of the mysterious “termination” looming over the room. The Bringer didn’t seem to notice, as she kept on.

     “Number Two: Any person who is not deemed worthy of gaining workers status, as determined by The Almighty, will be immediately terminated.” The Bringer broke her glance on the window for the very first time by quickly looking on a device on her wrist. She looked back up, and her eyes were completely different. What were once regular hazel colored eyes, now held a sickening red glow. A glow so evil it was worthy of hate.

 

     "The section process has now begun. In five minutes The Almighty will have deemed each and every one of you either worthy or not worthy. Good luck."

     The murmuring halted. The Bringer now placed her hands interlaced on the table, grinned, and was once again staring into the infinity that was the Andromeda Galaxy. 

 End of Part I   

Conversations With Myself

Um, so ... yea. 
It is currently raining briskly outside and the radio just replayed the same song twice in a row. However I am okay with that, because it was a good song, and having just a little extra of something is never a bad thing. 
Do you ever just stare at something and think? I mean like think deep about things? So deep that it comes to the point where you start talking about that thing to yourself. I know I have, like a few times. If that. 
But I think the real beauty in thought is that we are free to do it whenever. There is no age, time, or locational restriction on when, where, or what we can think about. It is essentially the biggest freedom we have. A true blessing.
What may be more blissful is that we can not only develop thoughts in our own minds, but we can also express those thoughts and feelings through speech and many other mediums. Thats pretty cool. Even if expressing our opinions may lead to some slight condemnation from certain people, the risk is still worth it.

So that's cool.
That was a little random, but I guess these things happen when it's 12:26 at night and the weather combined with the soft feeling of my Colorado Pajama pants put me in a blogging mood. 

Whatever.

Anyway, I leave you with an out-of-context D&D quote that me and my friends had last night. Why? Because I can. (If you don't know what D&D is, you will be really out of context. Just go ask your local comic book shop what D&D means or Google it)

"Yea, both his parents died."
"Oh and he lives under the stairs."
"Guys! Stop it! He isn't Harry Potter, and he doesn't live under the stairs!"

Music "Rocks"

• Rock- A genre of music typically involving 4-to-the-floor bass drums, hard hitting cymbals, a slammin' guitar riff, and an equivocal vocalist. 
• Rock - A hard mineral found in the earth. (ex. Red Rocks)

Music rocks. Rocks are red. Red. Rocks. Red Rocks. Amphitheater?

I'm sorry if the above was too corny for your tastes but I just got off of a two-day "rock sesh" at Red Rocks. My first time ever and my second time ever was in the span of a few days. You can imagine the intensity. 

Red Rock's isn't only a place to see cool bands preform, nor is it the largest outdoor amphitheater in the world. (That goes to San Manuel Amphitheater in California)

What Red Rocks does that other venues I have been to do not do, is inspire. Each time I visited I felt as though there was this intensity mixed with wonder. A ubiquitous feeling of joy.

What's more, is that this was a very renewing experience for two reasons.

1. It was flipping Red Rocks. That place is just pure awesome.

2. It was something I finally got to experience after all these years of hearing about it. And I got to experience it literally days before I left for college. (At the time of this writing it is now only a measly 7 days before I am on the road to A&M)

So....yea.

That was cool.

MRS

There were multiple epiphanies I had during this brilliant film in a series of like 5 minutes. The climactic ending brilliantly summed up the story's underlying message. A request to live your life free of fear. 

Paper Towns is not like any other movie. (And no, I don't plan on doing a review for this or any other movie in the near future) I saw this film Thursday night with a room half filled with old peers I used to know. It was baffling how many people walked into this theatre that I knew. One after another.
"Oh hey how's it going."
"Good"

You get the idea.

The thing is, Paper Towns is a subtle film. Simple lessons of life creep into the story throughout the first two acts, but then a startling third act completely changes the tone of the whole movie. The reason I'm writing about this is because it completely took me by surprise, and I left the theatre with the overwhelming feeling of joy.

I can't express this idea, both because of lack of skill and tolerance to spoilers, but I can express the need to see this movie.

Away with Castaway

You know that speed ramp booster thing from the Mario Kart games? They give you an extra boost when you need it most 

You are in 3rd place. One lap to go. You can see the finish line in the distance as you drift around the corner. Orange flames.....blue flames....whoosh.

Boost Ramp

This is where I am at in life right now. I leave Colorado for good in a short 28 days. That's less than a month until I settle into my new life. A boost ramp.

Castaway Club really helped me strive to find myself and God in this future journey. Words cannot describe what has and is to come.

But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.

-Matthew 6:33

Cast Away

Happiness

"Happiness can not be gotten from things or places. Happiness is a state of being. I can travel to where you live, and be happy because I am seeing something new. But I can also travel to my back yard and be happy for many different reasons. I can be happy that I have a backyard, or I can be happy because the weather is nice there. I can be happy because my backyard gives me a feeling of comfort, or I can be happy because I am still healthy enough to be able walk myself to my backyard. You can choose to be happy with anything at anytime. I mean, you choose to be sad and angry at things, why not simply choose to be happy instead?"

Taken from reddit

Something Cool for Everyone

You may have been a "victim" to these shenanigans before, but I sometimes do a massive music share list to all my peeps. This includes a lot of new music that I want to share.
I am going to start doing those bi-monthly on my blog(here), and email.
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Music is life

Music is ... life.
And life is good.

I never really realized how much I listen to music. Like if I am awake, there is a 50% chance I will be indulging myself in some musical form.

Quick Updates about me: I am packed and ready to go for Texas A&M orientation this Sunday, and YL Camp Next Saturday!

I also am making more music so be looking forward to that at https://soundcloud.com/chillphil-2

Also, I am planning on writing a few novels in the coming years. Be looking forward to those as well as some short stories.

I am going to go back to packing, playing Diablo 3, and watching the movie "Chef". (Which you should totally watch!) Also, pray that reddit.com gets fixed.