Fiction based around Glasgow. My personal journal and views on inspiration

Control of the airports was surrendered to the union. The trains had been stopped boarded and used for shelter by those travelling around the land to find food and energy . The citizens’ fought  themselves. The big Business’s had all fallen and money has became useless.   No one was getting out of Britain. This was it, the beginning of the end. The sun didn't seem to shine so bright but burn with a dark yellow creating day glow that seemed only fitting for the end of days. The union had taken over most of London and was fighting its way north collecting more and more vulnerable people as they traveled, recruiting the easily led and narrow minded. The union consisted of The Master, and Heads Of Region. For each area of the country they name their own one person who has shown loyalty becomes Head Of Region. The union believed in old time laws such as capital punishment for even the smallest crimes. People in the Old country of Scotland now known simply as The North started to...

Life is lived fast in these parts. Just another rushed day with a fast pace and a negative tone.  Yet another motive in someone's propagandistic mind.  Haunted by routine and prediction through the repetition of actions.  Jealous of the bohemian, devoted to work.  A sheep in a crowd of suits fake smiles and contracts  Afraid to take chances and  is led through life by telephone calls. A mind littered with useless information, imperfections and unsocial obligation. Trapped in this glass cell of business, then nothing but on-line shopping. Graced by praise and inflicted through change. A time keeping, never dating constant burden on the nation. I put it to you his life is wasted.  

Picture this if you will, The sun going down over a majestic hill. Falling to the sea as darkness floods in. Clouds separating. The dark blue of and slightly golden twinkle of the night sky gracing the cliff. The only light being the moon to guide you to the edge. You stand and look at your world in front of you. Everything you have achieved and everything you want to achieve. The calming rush of the ocean capturing your senses. Seemingly quiet turns to natures sounds. Behind you is your home. A small but loved stone house. The walls keep in everything you don't want to escape. But you can Leave whenever you want. To find freedom. To clear your head. To live. The sight of trees for miles around. A forest path taken before, Never been seen through these eyes. You take a step back. Find your breath. You cry. You scream. It echos through the trees and the waves. It's a siren of anger. A lonely war siren Only You and nature can hear. If some one was to ...

          Initially There was two. Toni and Dyane. They are great in their own way and even though the small things matter so much more with sisters it is just the way it's always been. arguments over the toilet and even at one point who had more coco pops in a bowl.             I have came to learn that they have shaped who I am. To be honest they would reply with "don't blame that on us" but yet show nothing but encouragement with everything i do that's good. recently I've been blessed with a girl called Krisztina, who is engaged, to Toni. Instantly becoming part of the family. So two sisters turn to three. I would have loved to grow  up knowing my brother but god had different plans, but life goes on in a family and you cant dwell on things. I'm just really grateful that have my girls. When you see someone growing up from a baby and have memories of them, you holding them in your arm...

Through out my written work i have picked out some really inspirational quotes that at this time in my life leave me both Joyful and sad. Sad because many people don't live by these words and they are so simple, Happy because no matter what happens there is always at least one person Listening . inspirational quotes from my written work that i had put on two plaques in my room and my friends and family signed, they read, "Be strong, Smile, Speak out, Help those who cant help themselves, Find your potential, Turn negativity into a positiveness, Reach new heights, No matter what happens don't dwell on the past, The pen is most defiantly, mightier than the sword, Life is a show and we all p lay our parts and as the curtains close you take and bow.. life well played no matter who you are, Always carry a penny in your pocket therefor you will never be without money, Happiness is not something you find it's something you make, Dont take the power of the universe for grant...

Last nights dream, really odd. Whilst sleeping, I had a dream that i was in an old castle or manor house. Most of the house was unexplored and everyone seemed quite weary of this place but not me. I was Living in this house with 4 or five others and i was a considerable bit older than i am now. I explored some of the house and found an old built in Hallway through a set of double doors resembling that of an old hospital . The hallway was full of old musical instruments, a guitar that was broken a piece from a drum kit. I found this rather odd as i rummaged more through the unexpected find. It was quite dark in the Hallway and the atmosphere was getting intense and just for a moment i saw what looked like Shining green light appear at the bottom almost like eyes, Then a force of some kind stooped me from getting back out the hallway it was almost like the floor turned to ice and i couldn't move forward , sliding in panic ...

Opinions please.. The ParaLands. Written in the style of a documentary news article. You open your eyes and look around you, green trees slowly changing shades as it gets colder and the days seem shorter. In time this becomes part of routine this is what you expect. Every winter the same every summer similar. You open your eyes in the morning and close them again at night. Its snowing over the hills of Lake Keel, it's the 31st of January 2016. Sudden developments in the field of black hole research have came to a point were it may be possible to transport to and from other dimensions within the great darkness that is space. For years I have wondered about the possibility of parallel worlds and believe that there is a world like our very own with some unexplained differences. This world may be more scientifically advanced but if that was the case why had contact not been made before. This world could have been founded on religion and belief there for having no scientific ...