The CUBE-Queen Berry: The Pie is a Lie #4

The CUBE-Queen Berry: The Pie is a Lie #4

A cold snap flows through the Queens’ head as she watches Jeremey’s blood fill the floor, “why oh why did you have to bring your son into this, oh well looks like I’m going to have to change plans” the mysterious man chuckled as he slowly pulled his sword from Jeremey’s stomach. The hooded man smiled as pulled up his sword and begun to clean the blade with the bottom of his cloak laughing to himself, the Queen starred deep into the shroud of his face, “why so glum are you trying to curse me, well too bad for you, my spell transformed you into, what would you call it, oh it’s on the tip of my tongue, dammit this is going to kill me, oh that’s right a turtle, and last time I checked turtles can’t speak” the hooded man said as he kicked the unconscious Jeremey to the ground. the Queen rushed over to her son and pulled him close, pushing hard on his wound as an attempt to stop the bleeding, small tears in her eyes begin to trickle down as  she stares at Jeremey’s face, he stares back at the Queen, reaches out his hand and touching her face “I’m sorry” he says as the last few moments of his life slips through his fingers. Jeremey is now lifeless in the Queens’ arms, a thick glaze of tears rolls down her face as she stares at the hooded man, “WHY” she screams in her head, but to her disbelief the hooded man is just standing there laughing, “Oww this is fun” he snickered, the hooded man begins to twist his hands back and forth as he mutters something under his breath, the Queen feels something on her face. Jeremey’s hand reaches up and strokes the Queens face “I’m sorry” he says as death once again consumes him. The Queen is now filled with terror, as the hooded man once again begins to twist his hands, “I could do this all day” he laughed, the hooded man brings Jeremey back to life over and over as the Queen must sit there and watch as her son dies over and over in her arms, each time harder to bear than the last. “well i think that’s enough fun for today” the hooded man sighs, he  begins to raise his hands and make a symbol with his fingers, a bright white light begins to consume Jeremey and in an instant he is gone, “don’t worry he won’t die, I’ve got plans that I can’t frankly be bothered changing so ill just keep him alive until they’re done, hmmm maybe ill drop him off the castle walls or even better faze him into the walls, so many options so much time” the hooded man says as he lifts all the blood out of the floor with a quick flick of the wrist. the hooded man squats before the Queen examining all of her features, pulling open her mouth, pulling back her eyelids “hmmm quite a good job I’ve done here, but once again I still can’t change people’s eyes, I’ve really gotta get on that, oh well” he said, the Queen now frozen with fear begins to move her claws from under the hooded man’s legs, with one quick strike she scratches at his face, scratching over and over, each claw going deeper and deeper into his face, the Queen is now filled with a white hot rage, “For Jeremey” she screamed  pushing the hooded man to the ground and begins beating on his head, the cold mist of blood spraying in her face. The hooded man now lays there, lifeless, carved open like a freshly skinned cow, the Queen stares down at her claws and the sudden realization of what she had down washed over her, the color drained from her skin as the Queen pushed herself away and coward in the corner. The Queen sat there covering her eyes in fear, then a soft clapping sound begins from across the room, as she pulled her hands down her face was met with sheer terror, the Hooded man’s once lifeless body was now clapping, a soft laughter begun to change to a hysteric burst as he jumped to his feet “well done, well done, I like the new you, so feral, so violent and what a pity, I was going to tell you how I changed you and who I was but after you scratched my beautiful face, I’m upset” he smirked as he wiped a fake tear from his face. “Well after that I frankly need to go have some fun with the rest of your family,” he said as he looked towards the Queen and with the flick of his wrist his once beaten and mishappened head was again covered in darkness and shrouded by his cloak, “oh and one last thing, enjoy the fall…… GUARDS THE BEAST IS ESCAPING!” the Hooded man screamed as he raised his leg and kicked the Queen through the wall, CRASH, the Queen was now falling off the side of the mountain top castle, the wind racing past her head, everything flying towards her, Splash, the Queen once Again is consumed by the darkness.

End of Part 4


Fundamental problem with Religion

Written in 2008-

Before I get into this post just a few things I’d like to clarify, this was written when I was 17, during this time I was attending a private school and studying religion. To be c honest my family is a Christian household but with the influence of my grandmother that adapted many things from multiple different belief structures completely I had a very open mind towards other religions but in the long run, don’t classify myself as a very religious person.

By me writing this I am not trying to cause any offence towards any social group nor use this to put any other religious group above any other, these writings are pure speculation and thoughts on pros and cons in multiple sects of religious living, so don’t start sending threats just take these thoughts as they are and leave it at that.

Today we were asked to put forward or thoughts on different religions, we were asked to come to the front of the class and write our thoughts on the board, so that we could see the differing opinions of different beliefs, from the way the teacher took my contributions to the class, I DON’T THINK HE LIKES THE WAY I THINK, so with that here is the things I wrote on the board:

  • Christianity– you are told not to sin because upon death you face divine judgment and upon the end of the judgement you will either spend all eternity in the light of heaven or burn in the fire of hell, but due to the ever-changing lifestyle of the human race almost everything is classified as a sin these days and it’s almost impossible not to piss off god even though he himself sins more than all of us, he’s a little pervy. But from the core beliefs of Christianity if one does run over a person whilst kissing his neighbor’s wife whilst in a stolen car, as long as you repent your sins you are forever forgiven in the eyes of god, so heaven must be a pretty shitty place.
  • Islam– has the same end game as Christianity but they don’t believe in having priests because it is against the virtues of the one true god, but the big issues are some of the things they condemn as sins are very archaic, if one wishes to eat something they must check if it is purer than silk, we can not devote ourselves to worldly figures of high stature meaning no superheroes. but if one even opens one’s self to the beliefs of any other religion, its a straight shot to hell.
  • Hinduism– the way we live life is then judged in the end and we are either rewarded or punished for the life we had led, they also believe that all living things have souls and depending on how good or bad we are the higher or lower we move on the ladder of rebirth. For example, you’re good you move towards a higher plain of existence depending on whether this is your first or second good life but if you’re bad you move down and will become some form of animal. So therefore the burger i just ate could have been one of my relatives.
  • Buddhism– has the same belief structure as Hinduism, you do well your next life will be good, do bad and your next life will be bad. Besides this in the Tibetan side of Buddhism it is believed that people who do bad things are still being controlled by the animalistic tendencies of their previous life and have no way to change them, so therefore if I do bad there is nothing I can do because the dog in me won’t piss off until I die.

The teacher asked me why I have no faith and would choose to try and be funny at the cost of insulting the beliefs of millions of people, I then responded with “Dogma, if god came down and said to you everything you know about faith is wrong then by your Faith, you would believe him”.

a wise man once said “It’s not about who’s right or wrong. No denomination’s nailed it yet, because they’re all too self-righteous to realize that it doesn’t matter what you have faith in, just that you have faith. Your hearts are in the right place, but your brains gotta to wake up.”- Kevin Smith-Dogma(1999)

The CUBE-Queen Berry:The Pie is a Lie #3

The CUBE-Queen Berry:The Pie is a Lie #3

Footsteps patter in the distance and begin to come closer as the Queen slowly regains consciousness her mind begins to circle and itch in her skull, “what is happening to me, what has done this to me?” she thinks, her claws scratch the stone on the floor as she begins to push herself up from the ground. A strong wish begins to slide over her with a great hesitation “hey, what do I look like” she said to the guard on watch, but with no response she begins to ask over and over with each word growing more higher than the last, the Queen is now screaming over and over “WHAT AM I”, her words fall on deaf ears. The guard turns and stares at the Queen he begins to yell “What are y….”, “NO TALKING TO THE BEAST” a voice shouts from down the hall, who was this voice she thought, why are they so hesitant to talk to me she pondered. With no help from the outside world the Queen searches for a way to see the beast she had become, she grabs her food bowl and begins to look for water, with her eyesight still blurry the Queen begins to scourer the cell, but her eyesight begins to fight her with every moment trying to focus the more her eyes begin to sting and burn, the Queen falls to her knees with her sight failing more and more with each passing second all hope was beginning to disappear with it, as she dragged her way towards her bed,a distant thud echoed over and over, as the Queen focused on the noise it started to become clearer, the roof in the cell next to her was dripping from the ceiling. The Queen inches over to the cell wall bowl in hand, she begins to push the bowl between the bars to collect the water, she places the bowl on the ground to save her strength and sits up watching the bowl slowly filling, with each drop of water that falls into the bowl more and more fear  fills the Queen’s mind, the Questions begin to swell in , do i want to see?, what if I can’t handle it?, am i truly a monster?, each question beginning to scratch and itch inside her skull, each drop begins to sting like arrows madness begins to creep in. Hours pass the Queen is now rocking back and forth, clutching her face muttering under her breath, with all these thoughts of doubt and fear rolling in hear mind, her sanity is begining to fade but from within the depths of her mind a song is beginning to rise, this song was sung to her as a child and she sang it to her children, the queen began to hum repeating the song over and over, with each completion the world begins to return to her. BANG, the queen is snapped out of her trance by the door being smack by a sword it was Jeremey he had been watching her for a few hours now, Jeremy opens the door and enters , the Queen rushes to the back of the cell in fear, “Talk” Jeremey yells with sword in hand, “it’s me” she replies crying with every muttered word. Jeremey sheaths his sword and crouched in front of the Queen, starring through her studying her every detail, the queen does not know what to do, she tries to speak but it seems he doesn’t care what she says, the Queen begins to mime to Jeremy, The queen points to Jeremey then her ears then to herself, Jeremey replies “You haven’t spoken the whole time you’ve been here”, with this information the Queen proceed to pretend to write on her hand, “Guard, bring me something to write with” Jeremey yells. The guard runs into the cell with parchment and a quill, a smile begins to carve its way into the Queen’s face, as she will finally be able to tell her son that she is the Queen, “leave us” Jeremy says to the guard as he leaves for the front of the dungeon, the Queen begins writing, telling Jeremey everything she remembers and that he must help her, the Queen hands the paper to Jeremey, as he begins to read the look on his face begins to show disbelief and anger, but all of a sudden his face changes and tears begin to form in the corner of his eyes as he looks up Jeremey says, “only you would call me Jamie, what happe….” a long blade pierces Jeremey armor and sticks into the ground before him, “I think you’ve heard enough” a mysterous voice says from behind Jeremey.

End Part .