Corruption: Written by ‘Stan’

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Hello cat people! It’s been a while, but turns out, preparing for exams is much more hectic than I thought it would be. So, without further adue, here’s another post written by my friend ‘Stan’ a while ago. I hope you guys will like it! 😀

Corruption: Dishonest and Fraudulent conduct for those in power. This, is what taints the truth, what is making the situation of this worlds leaders more power hungry, and in most cases, Wielding. I find myself looking at all the decisions made by our people and it puts me in disgrace, mainly because the way they bring this points up are for their benefit and/or their religious/ Rights viewpoint. Many choices are being made, but I would like to tell a story about what might happen if we let this world continue the way it does, It’s about a young mistress, with a immense amount of power at her hand, both with society and in self defense and offense, but there is a right way to use power, and a wrong way, and you’ll find out how it all works. Syndra was a child born in Ionia, a remorse island that focused on culture that enhanced their view points of the cult of personality, the Elders, therefore, there was a small group of elders in each village who kept every in their control, so that no drastic events when and back fired onto their plans. There was always some mysterious about Syndra, but that was only the speculation of the village that she lived in, due to her silky grey hair, and her somewhat interesting eye shade of violet, but they had just thought, at the time, it was genetics. But Syndra was special, she held no boundaries and no one could stop her, she had her own authorities, therefore, compared to the mind controlled children at the young age of 5, she only paid attention to was inside her, her inner soul, where no one could control it, where no elder or follower of these cults could manipulate her views into something else. For in her mind, she thought of how corrupt the environment was, though at the time, this was only a speculation, nothing was confirmed in her mind, she just didn’t have trust in anything. Years past and it wasn’t until her youth when action, opinions that had run though Syndras mind since she had been introduced to this community that she had finally the power and the ability to express herself. Syndra had just been sent to a remote temple, due to her actions against her villegers residents, stating that they were all getting controlled and they should follow her view points, and not these “cowards”. All her life, she had waited to mention this, up until now, she had to listen to the repeated words of her fellow veteran. Though her verbal disagreements caused her departure, she did this on purpose to hide the power she wielded, but had not used, but if her plans of escaping this “new home” worked, whist hopefully learning more about these mystical power she had, maybe she could make a change for the better of this society. When she arrived at the temple, she was greeted by an elderly mage, but was told to just be the Land owner, but Syndra could tell by the way he introduced himself and the way he “tried” to cover up his real agenda was obvious, to her. When it was just the two of them, left in the ancient ruins of the temple. She questioned the reasons of his false image. Though he just said “You’re like every other person in this world, regardless of what you lead yourself to believe”, and from this day, she felt so forced into her mind set, something she never learnt in life, and The elderly mage taught her how to use the dark pulse that came from her hatred and anger for this world, and was able to use this power to express and explain her views to him. One day, after not being able to take to take her new lifestyle and couldn’t take the borders of being able to let out her power, she confronted the Sorceress and demanded a explanation for what had become of her, and to set her free of this craft. The old man admitted that he had tainted the way her mind functioned for he saw she was strong willed and so out of safety reasons, he put this restriction on her. Syndra was furious, and out o her angry for everything, the corruption of the people of Ionia, the restrictions of expression, and the cult retrials that she had to grow up with, she let out her power and unchained the spell that was cast on her. She pinned the man down and twisted his functioning heart, and stopped it, leaving him senseless on the ground, dead. She left the temple, but with a different will, she remembered when she was a child, and her ambitions to just express, not take actions, but she was oblivious then, and now, she must destroy this worlds viewpoint, and manipulate it into her own cult community. That day, she set off to destroy the weak and pathetic leaders of Ionia, and to collect start her ruling of this land. Syndra changed a lot though her time, like some of us do. When we’re young, some of us take more interest in detail than others, whilst others will just over look it, as time goes by, we take drastic actions towards what’s happening that leaves us in a situation of being an out cast. In Syndras case, that left her only soul purpose to live was to take over Ionia and to control it into something that only she wanted, though when she was young, she wanted it to be a benefit to all of us. Sometimes, we mean at first intention to make the enviorment that we’re in better for all of us, but in most cases, we change to make it a delight for us, but never having to look at over view points of others, much like the leaders that rule earth, no matter how much we say, protest, say or do, they will always get the final say, and sometimes, i wonder if they really do give a damn about our views. Hopefully, want day, if it ever happens, we’ll be able to find a better way to let the earth function.

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And… That’s it! It’s based of LoL (League of Legends) characters and he’s put in a low of work into it! Anyway, another post coming soon! Love you all.

MEOW! =^.^=

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Friends

Hello my wonderful cat people! So, today I’m going to post quite a serious blog… It is about one of the closest friends of mine named Stan (not his real name, trying to keep it confidential 🙂

I, personally, think that Stan is a great guy. He is funny, smart and is always happy to help anyone who needs it. However, he has faced many challenges in his life, some of which are quite sad and have resulted in a serious case of depression. You see, this friend of mine, Stan, he is different from other people. I mean, sure he’s really nice, which isn’t that typical in people these days. He is also very smart, which is also good and definitely makes him different from other people. However, his difference wouldn’t be something common, like super blue eyes or super powers. Stan is gay. I personally think that it is very wonderful that he is so open about his feelings to me and I really appreciate that. However, a lot of people these days don’t. And what makes it even worse is that he goes to a Christian school where people make fun of him and bully him for being different. I think that is very low, religion or no religion, people should not be bullied for who they are, grow up people. -_-

Stan has been through very hard times and had recently even started to doubt his life. No matter how much I would love him to stay with me because he is so wonderful, it is his decision what he wants to do with his life and I will support him all the way. This is what friends do, they accept each other’s flaws and move past them together; they help each other out through tough times and live the happy times with you, but most importantly, they share their life story with you and this is what makes our lives truly special.

You never know how much time you get to spend with your friends, so make the most of it. 🙂

Stan, if you’re reading this (you probably are), please think twice before you do anything to yourself. You are loved by many people, you just have to see it.

MEOW! =^.^=

P.S. I have asked Stan’s permission for posting this on my blog. In fact, this post was his idea. You can thank me later, Stan. 😉 ❤

My friend’s writing <3

Hello cat people! So I know that this isn’t my usual “rant” blog, however, a friend has sent this to me on facebook and gave me permission to post this on my blog, which I appreciate greatly. ❤ Anyway.. please read this, because I honestly think that it is beautiful. I know that I have asked you to comment a lot on my previous posts about how you feel and stuff, bu this time it’s really important, because my friend might start his own blog if this gets enough likes and stuff. Please comment down below saying how good this is or what he can improve on (constructive criticism, dear ones). So, without further adue, here’s the post:

Hey, I have made up a poetic thing for life, not a poem, but I guess a little back up to the world. I’ve worked out there are two paths, they revolve around the sun, and the moon. Here, we have Diana and Leona, I’ll explain their point in life.
Leonas point is the protect the faith, and for me, that translates into protecting the good times, and not letting in the bad times.
She’s basically only looking at the surface of situation and will only follow what her tribe thinks. She’s a sheep, most people take the path of the sun these days. Diana, use to be part of that clam, but she wanted to do her own thing, and found the power of the moon to be more embracing, People who follow the path of the moon, such as myself, tend to think things though and look at all the points of a situation.It makes it harder for being to enjoy good times, but they see the truth behind the good. But the problem with this view is that the Sun outnumbers the moon. In Diana’s situation, she was a traitor to her tribe. Death was called upon her, and the moon spirits took her away. It’s a situation similar to my situation, if you ask me. Also, Leona and Diana are from League of Legends, but I made their story deeper.
Do you want to hear more? About the Earth, and how it functions? Let me start with the ocean.
The ocean, is a please where the surface appears to be very unappealing. It’s plain, and to be honest, people look at it as either being 1: too deep to discover anything interesting or 2: too much effort. People, that are however willing to look deep, will find the beauty of the ocean surface. The coral reef, the exotic ocean wildlife. It’s unique and intriguing. And only people like you and me know that.
Now let’s move onto the river. The river flows, and so do some people, I call them floaters. All they do is float with the popular crowd of people, and don’t say anything at all, and make no effort to break out of the norm. However, they get no punishment for this, they get accepted. These kinds of people annoy me to death, to be honest. Then, there is the breeze, the swift breeze.
That gently calms us down. They aren’t meaningful, but they are the type of people who exist to just be basic calming friend, and they do their role well.*******This is it! I hope you will like my friend’s work. If you do, please let me know in the comments or by simply liking this, we will both appreciate it. If this does get enough likes or whatever, he will think about creating his own blog, which I think is a great idea, honestly. So, I hoped you liked reading this. 🙂

MEOW! =^.^=