Yup, just haven't had the time to completely sit down in peace and silence. See, few of you know the true depths I go for my journal making adventures. Have you ever wondered how I go back over past events and complete describe them in vivid detail for you the journal reader?
Well it's a long and complicated process. Which first involves me going into a deep meditative state for several hours and even days. As I sit there reflecting on past events, many workers I have hired stand around me chant, and pour rich oils upon my skin. Some garnish the area with fragrant perfumes, others dazzle the air with rose petals and baby blossoms.
The combined efforts of my "hired" workers and my deep awesome meditative trance. Allows me to actually travel back in time and view past events as if I was watching a slightly blurry TV! AMAZING! I know, but at times things can and will go wrong... for instance I come to the explanation of my delay.
My last adventure through time had led me off course. Instead of a TV screen, I found myself trapped in another dimension! All my workers souls were actually used as fuel to send me across the void. (Well half of their souls, the other half to bring me back!) In normal earth time only meer days past. But in the dimension I battled for 6 long years with an interdimensional war species called the "HoriEx' Cusez"
They sought to enslave all of their dimensions and eventually ours! I led a rebellion of slaves against them. We were few in numbers but our spirit far rivaled anything they possesed! After suffering many losses and all seemed lost. We led one final assault against their evil king "Iahjust D. Wunarite" using crudely fasioned giant spoons made from the corpses of our fallen friends, and their fallen troops. We used their great fear of spoons against them. (Discovering this fear is actually quiet a hilarious tale... but alas at the cost of my new friend whom I knew for five years in the void) Driving them back from sheer intimidation we fought for weeks until we eventually backed their armies into the great sea of "Isahbenlazee"
As we spooned each of their last men into the sea. A great portal opened up to me, allowing me to return only nearly two weeks after my depature. Why do I not show signs of age you ask? As a reward for my servitude, I was granted my appearance of when I first entered their land. Alas, that did cost me my six pack and awesome red flowing cape. Not to mention my giant war axe peg leg.
But where is the prom entry you ask? Well it seems in the 6 years I was gone there. But two weeks here, my first meditation is no longer good to me. I must attempt once more! But I need to hire more workers... and buy more perfumes! Please be patient in expecting the detailed happenings of Prom!
~DJ Bothwell
 XDvandalDJ · Mon May 14, 2007 @ 06:24am · 1 Comments |
