The Late Galaxy S7
I am walking up the stairs towards my apartment entrance. Being the typical Hispanic man that I am, I carried ALL eight grocery bags in one trip upstairs. Why make two trips when I can fit it into one? Well, while walking upstairs my Galaxy S7 decides to escape my back pocket.
I hear the sound of the phone hitting the floor, and suddenly, what I saw, appeared as if I was in a slow-motion film. The phone falls, an entire corner of the glass comes off and continues down one step, and another, and another.... In what seemed like an eternity, it bounced off several steps before crashing into the bottom floor and with each bounce, glass flying nearby.
I stare down, sigh, take the keys out of my mouth, open my door, and begin unpacking and placing the groceries where they belong.
Once done, I get my car keys, walk downstairs, pick up the now dead phone, and make my way towards the nearest T-Mobile store. I am due for an upgrade I suppose.
"Which iPhone would you like?"
"Hmm. I'd like the fastest one with the best camera possible."
"iPhone 8 Plus."
"I'll take it."
A Sunday at the Everglades Archery Range
So this Sunday I decided to take my camera and GoPro to take some footage for the semi-monthly Acorn shootout at the archery range. The Acorn Shoot is a 3-D target competition amongst members who pitch in $5. The winner of the shoot-out takes the jackpot home. The minute I heard it's been reinstated, I got excited. Competition is good and fun.
For the most part of the games, I was doing very well, keeping toe to toe with my coach, Dana. Then, on one target, my wood arrow shattered on impact. I can only assume that it either hit an arrow tip embedded inside the target, or it hit another arrow that caused deflection making the arrow hit at an angle upon impact. The force of impact made the arrow bend enough to make it snap. Still, it was considered a miss and that caused me to lose serious points. Then, on another target, as the rain fell down on me, I missed a shot. UGH [2:40 on Vid].
Unfortunately, due to rain and thunder, we had to end it short and not shoot the last 3 targets. Still, I had an amazing time shooting in the rain, thunder crackling in the background, and arrows flying.
She sits here and whispers things to me.
My eyes are dilating as the world becomes primal.
Soft warm and wet kisses on my shoulder, and my conscience burning.
Purple stained lips and fingernails sink into skin,
My eyes remain open as I taste her tongue.
I'm a coward, the wretched things I'm about to do.
I'm going to taste her skin
I'm going to hold her back
I'm going to spread her out
Under sheets on the bedroom floor,
with silver eyes and a fragmented heart,
I lead her to my empty dream.
Morning rays, soft breaths, and a golden necklace.
My clenching jaw, the headache pill, and my brown boots.
Disgrace and Hypocrisy greeting me at the exit door... with crooked smiles.
Stories come in many forms. It could be a movie, a novel, a comic, a poem, or even a song. This one story, however, actually made an impact on me, especially because when I was exposed to this story, I was filing for divorce... a difficult time for me. This story casts a lens on the nature of people. The world of Berserk is a dark and cruel one and one densely layered with all manner of broken people who are struggling to find their own place within it.
The protagonist, Guts, is incredibly sympathetically written. Everything bad that could happen to a person has happened to Guts. An orphan of war, Guts was raised by a ruthless mercenary and suffered physical and emotional abuse. And unfortunately... much much worse. The experience left Guts emotionally damaged, and the only way he knew how to express himself was through battle, and hence he became very good at it. Seeing him trying to overcome his demons and learn to accept people again is rewarding, and makes some of the later occurrences very tragic. While the story of Guts is rich on its own, the world of Beserk has many people on their own paths that blend well with Gut's journey. Even minor characters have the same amount of thought put into who they are as people and their shifting place in the story as things progress. All these aspects make the world feel Beserk alive and dense.
A lot of times, many stories out there feel like the world is reforming around the main character's journey. But in Beserk, there is a real sense that the world at large is something that Guts and his companions must push through, not something that will adjust to their whims. It's cold, and it's unforgiving, and it carries on regardless of their actions and at the worst of times can feel incredibly nihilistic. Guts may save the woman he loves from a fire, but all the while the world still burns. This is the kind of writing that I crave and thirst for. Berserk, the most impressive storyline I have ever experienced, and one that I highly recommend.