Topic: I am that overpowering and impregnable force, that tall dark mountain
Anonymous A started this discussion 6 years ago#94,266
I am that overpowering and impregnable force, that tall dark mountain of undefined and impregnable granite that will never ever waver or move for anything but the righteous and no one can tell me different.
I clearly place myself tall, dark, and obviously handsome but in this tale, clearly alone, I'm as tall as the tallest unwavering tree, now having woefully donned my helmet and shining suit of steel armour, now carrying my shield and broad sword thus, swinging it too and fro, now easily ready and willing at a moments notice, to surely strike like a bolt of bright light whilst the thunder echoes in the background at the very realms that today knowingly stand before me or ever unwillingly directly get in my way. I am that force unstoppable by all.
Alas, with a shock a blow from where i do not know where from. I then suddenly wake with a resounding startling shudder, there is instant noise and a startling pain to the side of my head, clearly on looking around as to whom I have to retaliate, then as my 3 year old son is pounding my head with his ever so hard plastic sword and as hard as it still is having sustained my third and fourth direct blow by this time, he is of course joyfully smiling and laughing aloud as he does it, at the same time he is trampling all over the bed clothes whilst I am just in my PJ bottoms below. trying to take salvage of the situation using the duvet for cover and padding against such vicious blows and calling on him to clearly go easy. It falls on deaf ears as usual my wife also laughing.
I then hear towards the end of the bed my son still jumping around and striking at his sixth and seventh blow to my head, with the intentions to keep going however, the good lady of the house, yet one word from here and he stops striking but the jumping continues as beautiful as she clearly is in the dawn light as ever and as pretty as she is with her delicate hands on her lean but ever so supportive hourglass shaped hips. She is now by the end of the bed only feet away but out of reach alas, whilst standing there, just in her black little bedtime teddy and matching open silk gown, of course having herself, having found the time to have had her morning shower, (thus smelling truly divine), having herself without any disruption and clearly looking so much like the Lady godiva herself with the long flowing hair.
Then, and whilst looking directly at me, with a pointed hand and a determined finger, the morning light shines on her from behind then ever so kindly thus, now instructing me that we, as a family, at some point today, preferably sooner than later, (hint to get up), we all, have to yet again go grocery shopping and lays down an instant demand that I desperately require a shower myself, having been the night before, loudly talking in my sleep once again in the night and clearly dreaming of times before in days of old.
I answer of course, politely as is possible and clearly knowing what t6he wrong words will entail thus now choosing my words very carefully.
Inadvertently alas, still very much being poked by my son's bloody great sword and still being trampled upon whilst I have chosen the covers to remain beneath to easily defend my vitals from any more
damage. Yet I say in reply.
"Yes dear, right you are dear, anything you say dear, of course you know that your mere
wish is my command dear".
She leaves en-route to her dressing room she then instruct my son
to leave me be and to follow her telling him he has woken me up enough for today, yet tomorrow will be yet another day which I desperately look forward to immensely, I truly cannot wait... Myself, as I now turn, knowing all is now safe, I then thinking as before interrupted, One can always dream and no one can ever take it away,always wishing I was that terrible heraldic warrior, that bountiful hero, that thriving individual, who clearly folds for no one, no one at all... I do but dream so telling myself I am truly lucky to have what it is I currently possess...
How many of you out there are the same? Now be honest with yourself you owe yourself that much, do you not?
Thanks for the music, adds are bitter to swallow though, but regardless its awesome and perfect to use whilst training and running I use it all the time there is a magic within you just have to believe in it and yourself. telling yourself one day just one day hoping, somehow, it will surely be sooner than later, yet always in the back of my mind there is my 3 year old with that damned sword and the forever wanting/nagging never happy wife that I find so challenging yet in all honesty I do love them so, really. they are me they are my life I could not ever do without God bless them to bits...