Thursday, November 29, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
From Chapter 18 : For it is day at City Childrens Hospital and night in the forest , Nassor , in flesh and bone is with Murieal as they pray over coma impaired Lily . Nassor in soul and spirit is in a deep meditative state in the dark forest.
Saturday, November 17, 2012
Knight in the Forest of the Pons
(Journey to the Syndrome)
By Joshua Heights
Attack of the Moon Eaters
Dusk crawled over the Kingdom , while a gibbous moon gave rise to a new night, not just any night you see , but one full of evil and of horror and of blood and slaughter. Snow was falling in a furious fashion against a sky raven black, with leprous grey clouds blanketed about, above them sporadic flashes of silver, silently burst as well as a frightening sound off in the distance that hummed like the tires of a roaming Hearse. Being, that the sound drew closer and closer its frightfulness turned into dreadfulness. A very distinct drone it was, one in which caused the hearts of the many warrior knights scattered along the frozen pallid forest floor to pound in their throats. Moon Eaters! dozens of them, were racing towards the Kingdome of Sperenza, their enormous wings beating the air, causing a reverberation resembling echoing explosions, as sparks erupted from there nostrils all the while groaning that sound , a deep haunting bellow, equal to one million cellos being bowed in a double octave note of e, over and over and over , steadily . Moon Eater dragons live in nodes located in celestial spheres, that when the moon is tilted on the plane of the ecliptic it has an inclination of about five degrees. As the Sun orbits on its own ecliptic and the moon in its own orbit is inclined on the ecliptic and the two heavenly bodies line up with one more body, Earth, an eclipse is formed, unlocking the gates of the nodes thus releasing the Moon Eaters to feed . The delicacy which has the Dragons in such a feeding fury is the pure untainted blood of the young virgins that live in the Kingdome, but in order to infiltrate the Kingdome and feast on its virgins the moon eaters must first drink from Lake Chandra. A mysterious lake, hidden deep within the forest, The Warrior Knights knowing of this ritual wait in silence, armed to the teeth seated on horseback, hidden behind monstrous snowcapped trees and like crouching panthers with heated breath about to attack they surround the perimeter of the biting ice-covered lake in the offing to unleash their wrath upon the intruding beast. The waters of Lake Chandra are believed to be the many tears cried by the queen of the moon eaters (Chandra) who was captured, tortured by starvation and destroyed by a legendary warrior knight known as Dima, many many years ago. His legacy lives on through his only great grandson (Nassor) leader of the warrior knights of Sperenza and father to a special little girl named Lily. Nassor, a brave Knight in his own rite , gives the order to his legion of fellow warriors to be on the ready by raising his awe inspiring scimitar shaped sword as he is seated upon his intimidating black stallion, while in the midst of his armor shinning in a moon beam with force. Now, at the same time, Rahu, leader of the dragons draws closer to earth, racing down in a chariot of darkness drawn by eight flying black horses with his fearless flock soaring like fighter jets on the warpath behind him. The gang of Moon Eater dragons seize the forest floor like a meteorite crashing to the ground and circle Lake Chandra. Rahu knows the warrior knights lie in wait, ready to attack, and he searches his surroundings for any movement within the trees, just with his ill willed red glowing eyes and does not see anything. But he knows, with all his cold, calculated blood he and his beastly brothers are being hunted. For this is not Rahu's first time at the legendary lake, the same lake his Grandmother, queen of the Moon Eaters was destroyed. With a long horrifying roar and four short grunts, in a language only dragons understand Rahu gives the order to his militia of monsters to drink from the ice covered lake and give respects to their fallen queen. At this point, the dragons lap at the ice with their hot forked tongues causing a velvet like vapor to form above the languid lake. As the chilled water flowed down the dragons throats it placed those moon eaters in a spell, making them unaware of anything, for only but twenty seconds, but enough time for Nassor and his choked with anxiety warrior knights to wallop those abominable aliens. Next and all at once, with earthquake like effects the Warrior Knights charge, their armor ringing and banging and in a unnerving unison, shout the words, Kill ‘EM All ! KILL ‘EM ALL. Pandemonium detonated as the warrior knights emerged out of the darkness, on horseback they stormed and in the heart of thundering gallops, wild snorts and noble neighs announcing the attack, mighty halberds slashed at dragon skin and fiery arrows sailed through the snowy black night while many beams of red light penetrated through that velvet like haze that coated the lake. These were beams from lethal lasers shot from warrior knights carrying Solid State Ray Cannons (SSRC) that could obliterate steel and rock, but could only break through the first three layers of 7 of the thick protective skins of a moon eater dragon. It took multiple shots from a single SSRC to even slow a charging Moon Eater, but the warriors, experienced in many battles with dragons have uncovered that the beams of two SSRC cannons fixated on an opening of skin where scales were missing for only three seconds would destroy its target transforming it into thousands of many blood-spattered pieces . Laser beams ricochet throughout the battlefield, slicing the air like a scalpel. Several Moon Eater dragons where struck down dead by the sneak attack but after the effects of their enchanting drink wore off the slaughter fest was a on. Dragons leaped into the sky in an aerial attack spitting fire bolts from their mouths down onto the forest, burning Knights and the armor they wore into a mangle of stinking flesh and melted metal their painful screams like the howling of vampires burned in a sunrise.. Arrows made of sleek steel with grenade tips rocketed from rapid nitro crossbows, shrieked towards their targets. Some where a direct hit causing the victimized moon eater to implode, hurling guts, brains and all sorts of massacred innards into the action packed death theater. Every where one on one brawls between Moon Eater and Warrior was taking place, reminiscent of a demonic ballet choreographed by 666 himself. The exchange of rage was so evilly beautiful. Fighting tactics of the sword wheeling warrior knight were as elegant as the Samurai and the poetic fury of the moon eater dragon like a great white shark zeroing in on its prey, would snap its tail like a whip with dead on accuracy flinging knights like toys into the trunks of giant oaks bashing their bodies to smithereens. The snow covered forest floor blushed red with the blood from enemy and avenger, as nothing could stand in the way of either sides mission. Hell bent on eating virgins under the silvery moon, dragons escalated their fury, while at the same time Knights , like battle maniacs let loose a wrath of their own as the killing was done with eagerness and passion from both animal and man. No end was in sight, in fact the attack of the moon eaters was a epic battle that had only one ending for victory. While the fierce skirmish between Knight and dragon continued and losses on each side mounted, Rahu sat on the edge of a cliff with a fixed stare at Nassor, who, on the other side and with a defiant stare of his own looked back was seated proudly on his intimidating black stallion , its mane flowing in wind, just like his masters crimson colored cape . Clouds glided passed the full moon letting its shimmering radiance shine down onto the duel of death stares, Nassor's armor glistened and flashed as Rahu's black sleek body and wings had an afterglow about them. They both understood what had to be done, they both understood the code. The fearless leaders gave their surviving soldiers a signal to cease the encounter and as Rahu stood high on his long human like hind legs and bat like wings spread wide, he growled , groaned and shot fire from his mouth , aiming at the stratosphere Nassor’s stallion raised high on his hind legs neighing like an angry demon while Nassor heaved up his mighty sword to the heavens forcing a rumble of thunder to roll over the forest . The murderous song and dance rapidly ended and as dragon and warrior lifted their heads to their leaders above them the forest went silent. All eyes were focused keenly on Rahu and Nassor, every single beast and man knew what was going to take place, that one of them would be sacrificed. If a knight is to perish, then the moon eaters advance to their long awaited meal, and if a dragon dies the moon eaters must retreat back to their nodes in the celestial spheres where some will succumb to starvation while the others wait for the next eclipse to fight the good fight once again. The one to make that decision, would be the keeper of lake Chandra, a sea monster named Chronic who lives deep within the murky waters of the lake . Chronics sole purpose is to decide the outcome of each and every battle fought between Knight and Moon Eater and to protect the sanctity of the lake. All wait, silence is rampant, so quiet in fact a hiss could be heard from the heavy mist that lays over the lake. Eye of dragon and of Knight slowly explore in dread who the sea monster will put to death . Without warning the forest floor begins to steadily shudder causing already anxious horses to trot over the moving earth. Both Rahu and Nassor stand proud, each on their cliffs as the ice over Lake Chandra begins to frantically crack and split . The wind that was calm began to wail, trees bent as though the very hand of God was upon them and the moon once far in the black sky now covered every square inch of the forest emitting an eerie electric blue glow . Evil was present and chills chased over both dragon and Knight , but as for Nassor who slowly shut the visor of his battle helmet and Rahu who dourly smiled revealing his saliva dripping fangs, their calmness was impressive , two warriors , with a mission simply waiting. Next, the shacking earth furiously rattled like a cornered snake, hail blasted from the heavens with jet like propulsion, while from beneath the water of lake Chandra a gargantuan skeleton like arm with just as an immense eagle like claw for a hand exploded out and up from the ice, and seemingly to have a mind of its own snatched Rahu , mighty leader of the moon eater dragons from off the cliff. Rahu struggled for his life and attempted to fight off the attack with all his fire breathing might just as the body attached to gargantuan arm and claw climbed out of the water . Behold, the sea monster, Chronic has arrived and the adjudicator has invoked her deadly decision ,while holding Rahu like trophy for all to see she then crammed every bit of him into her alligator like mouth and chewed him up very very slowly , cracking and breaking every bone of the powerful dragon then swallowing him down to the abyss of her gangrenous stomach where Rahu will simply melt into a bubbly pus. And so, as fast as the attack commenced it ended, with the lake calming the winds subsiding and the silvery moon retreating far into the night sky .The attack of the moon eaters has ended , at least until the next eclipse . The surviving dragons tear back to their home in the nodes leaving the Warrior Knights victorious and the virgins of the Kingdome of Sperenza safe from harm. Nassor once again raises his mighty sword in the midst of a sunrise giving the order for his valiant army to march back to the kingdom With boldness they obeyed .Bodies of the dead were draped over their own horses leaving a trail of blood behind. Mounted warrior knights held large light blue flags with the kingdom of sperenzas crest proudly waving in the sunlight and as the battle exhausted army approached the gates of the kings castle they were greeted by many cheers from the grateful citizens who lined the cobblestone street in appreciation . As Nassor passed by the jeering crowd he saw his son standing with his fist over his heart and tears in his eyes and when the boy noticed his father a smile grew on his handsome face , but nowhere in sight was Nassor’s wife (Muriel) and his daughter Lily . Nassor rode gallantly through the black iron gates , his face stoic , but his insides quaking with worry about his daughters ill health.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
|Reality and illusion, the story unfolds , 11^ 11> 12|
Be aware of your surroundings and vibration you emit on this date.
KNIGHT IN THE FOREST OF THE PONS
( JOURNEY TO THE SYNDROME )
A vibrational novella
Coming to a Hemisphere near, YOU....
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
FORSAKEN MEDIA is proud to announce , Joshua Heights has gotten off his ass and has written another chapter for KNIGHT IN THE FOREST OF THE PONS, a story. where love ,not the sword, is the weapon of choice. Coming soon, ( We hope )
Saturday, April 21, 2012
It has been two busy weeks my friends and alot of writing was NOT done. Sunday, however will be a different story . The forest bekons me , there , creativity sparks and emotions run wild and after the walk in the deep green woods , I shall pick up where I left off and write . Just me , my thoughts and I......
Monday, March 19, 2012
KNIGHT TEASER : As Nassor's daughter , Lily , is placed in a barbiturate coma to calm her body because of a deluge of seizures that attacked her left hemisphere , Nassor and his wife Muriel search hi and low for a cure, but it is in the most unlikely of places where Nassor meets the great shaman fighter who shows him the way...
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
KNIGHT TEASER : Wrote 2200 words this evening , and now it's time to sleep on it...
'Sleep on your writing: take a walk over it; scrutinize it of a morning; review it of an afternoon; digest it after a meal; let it sleep in your drawer a twelvemonth; never venture a whisper about it to your friend, if he be an author especially.'
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Universal Life is not a blind vital force, but Creative Spirit, or Mind, or Consciousness, which unfolds itself in myriads of ways. Everything in the universe, according to Zen, lives and acts, and at the same time discloses its spirit. To be alive is identically the same as to be spiritual. As the poet has his song, so does the nightingale, so does the cricket, so does the rivulet. As we are pleased or offended, so are horses, so are dogs, so are sparrows, ants, earthworms, and mushrooms. Simpler the body, simpler its spirit; more complicated the body, more complicated its spirit. 'Mind slumbers in the pebble, dreams in the plant, gathers energy in the animal, and awakens to self-conscious discovery in the soul of man
He saw an empty skull, bleached indeed, but still retaining its shape. Tapping it with his horse-switch, he asked it saying: 'Did you, sir, in your greed of life, fail in the lessons of reason and come to this? Or did you do so, in the service of a perishing state, by the punishment of an axe? Or was it through your evil conduct, reflecting disgrace on your parents and on your wife and children? Or was it through your hard endurances of cold and hunger? Or was it that you had completed your term of life?'
"Having given expression to these questions, he took up the skull and made a pillow of it, and went to sleep. At midnight the skull appeared to him in a dream, and said: 'What you said to me was after the fashion of an orator. All your words were about the entanglements of men in their lifetime. There are none of those things after death. Would you like to hear me, sir, tell you about death?' 'I should,' said the Knight, and the skull resumed: 'In death there are not (the distinctions of) ruler above minister below. There are none of the phenomena of the four seasons. Tranquil and at ease, our years are those of heaven and earth. No king in his court has greater enjoyment than we have.' the Knight did not believe it, and said: 'If I could get the Ruler of our Destiny to restore your body to life with its bones and flesh and skin, and to give you back your father and mother, your wife and children, and all your village acquaintances, would you wish me to do so?' The skull stared fixedly at him, and knitted its brows and said: 'How should I cast away the enjoyment of my royal court, and undertake again the toils of life among mankind?
A peculiar phase of life is change which appears in the form of growth and decay. Nobody can deny the transitoriness of life. One of our friends humorously observed: "Everything in the world may be doubtful to you, but it can never be doubted that you will die." Life is like a burning lamp. Every minute its flame dies out and is renewed. Life is like a running stream. Every moment it pushes onward. If there be anything constant in this world of change, it should be change itself. Is it not just one step from rosy childhood to snowy age? Is it not just one moment from the nuptial song to the funeral-dirge? Who can live the same moment twice? In comparison with an organism, inorganic matter appears to be constant and changeless; but, in fact, it is equally subjected to ceaseless alteration. Every morning, looking into the mirror, you will find your visage reflected in it just as it was on the preceding day; so also every morning, looking at the sun and the earth, you will find them reflected in your retina just as they were on the previous morning; but the sun and the earth are no less changeless than you. Why do the sun and the earth seem changeless and constant to you? Only because you yourself undergo change more quickly than they. When you look at the clouds sweeping across the face of the moon, they seem to be at rest, and the moon in rapid motion; but, in fact, the clouds, as well as the moon, incessantly move on
As we men live and act, so do our arteries; so does blood; so do corpuscles. As cells and protoplasm live and act, so do elements, molecules, and atoms. As elements and atoms live and act, so do clouds; so does the earth; so does the ocean, the Milky Way, and the Solar System. What is this life which pervades the grandest as well as the minutest works of Nature, and which may fitly be said 'greater than the greatest and smaller than the smallest?' It cannot be defined. It cannot be subjected to exact analysis. But it is directly experienced and recognized within us, just as the beauty of the rose is to be perceived and enjoyed, but not reduced to exact analysis. At any rate, it is something stirring, moving, acting and reacting continually. This something which can be experienced and felt and enjoyed directly by every one of us. This life of living principle in the microcosmos is identical with that of the macrocosmos, and the Universal Life of the macrocosmos is the common source of all lives
Confess that I am only dust.
But once a rose within me grew;
Its rootlets shot, its flowerets flew;
And all rose's sweetness rolled
Throughout the texture of my mould;
And so it is that I impart
Perfume to them, whoever thou art."
Saturday, February 18, 2012
KNIGHT TEASER : The Village of Enkidu has been tormented by a sect Dragons known throughout the land as the Crown Stealers. These dragons live deep , in dark damp caves , located within White Drop mountain , a place uninhabited by humans , it is at the far north end of the forest of sperenza and at the base of the moutain, is where the villiage of Enkidu is located. The crown steelers are a much smaller dragon then the moon eaters , which makes it easy for them to manuver in their narrow dark caves .
The sun has set , and a fire is lit , dinner is done and all showered and clean. There is a glass filled with diet pepsi and crushed ice on the desk sitting next to the the laptop where I am now writing a battle scene between the warrior Knights of Sperenza and a ruthless sect of dragons called Crown Stealers . Their name given to them because of the way they suck out the brains of human infants . Gory , I know , but all battles are .
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
KNIGHT TEASER: Nassor finally reaches the pons , and just as the MRI showed, it is hidden within a forest of arteries , and vessels and hellbringers. Enter the Pons warrior , echos a voice within his heart , for it is the voice of the shaman , release your loved one from the dragon and the creepers.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Is this thy will , That my daughters Soul's House should be a tortured spot wherein , like evil lovers must dwell, the unquenchable flame , the legless creeping worm , who, with devious intentions stealthily gnaws away at her brain? If this is thy will , so be it , for I must be the cure , the early bird .......
For the worms are the symptoms of the syndrome that Chandra controls , a dragon she is , who says to her army of brain matter eating creepers , " Oh sweet bitterness I want you to laugh as you slowly kill the child, and the worms like dogs are obedient, and the dragon likes this.....
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
The deadline for Knight in the Forest in the Pons has past, and I find myself still writing . This story which was to be a novella has turned into a monster. The many nights of putting down on paper my thoughts have awakened the precious keepsakes I keep in my heart regarding who this story is about. So, as these memories are released from my heart , then into my minds eye I am forced to continue onward. I do apologize to those who were anticapating the release of KNIGHT IN THE FOREST OF PONS, but, You can't push the monster if the monster is just as much as a part of you. So I continue to write on.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
I remember back almost a year ago when my first novella , TEAR AVENGER, http://amzn.to/tuwGpm was about to be released , the excitment building , the sence of urgency , the freaking editing ! and then, BOOM ! there it is , in all it's glory , for sale to the world .The first person I shared it with was of course my mom , only because she was my only fan at the time, but now , I have a bunch of loyal friends and fans that enjoyed TEAR AVENGER. Folks ! that tingly feeling is back with the announcment of my new novella KNIGHT IN THE FOREST OF THE PONS, Coming soon to all ebook platforms and sure capture your imagination. Join my blog , wont you ? and enjoy updates, my rambling posts and music. If you haven't joined the TEAR AVENGER blog here is a link, check it out , have fun , and yes , get a tingle. http://bit.ly/tearavengerblog
Saturday, January 14, 2012
The uninvited stranger whom invaded Lily’s brain has now began to roam from chamber to chamber in search for its nesting spot. The ghastly hue settles in the parlor of the Pons , knowing quite well its ghostly luminosity is protected by a forest of arteries , veins and nerves , a place practicly inoperable and untouchable. The syndrome, now ready to unleash its repetiteur of sinister symptoms on its host, bunkers down deep , hidden like a phantom in the night within the forest of the pons. It was the year of our Lord, two thousand fifty and the month of October when, among the rich leaves that covered the forest of Sperneza’s floor Nasser received an urgent message from a fellow warrior Knight who appered with urgency upon horseback cutting the dim mist with a trembling fervor. Sir Nasser announced the Knight jumping from his still moving horse .
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© by Joshua Heights & Forsaken Media 2012
Monday, January 2, 2012
I am back from a short hiatus , back to blogging , facebooking , tweeting and most importantly writing . Today I continued on with the story, Knight in the forest of the Pons and pushing myself towards the completion date of 1/15/12.... The novella TEAR AVENGER is still availble for free to all KINDLE prime memebers @ http://preview.tinyurl.com/7pd73hg ... Read on, and may 2012 be a year full creativity and many great successes, Joshua.