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MUDMEN – A Delirious Tale

What if you thought you could play a better god, than God?

Mudmen is a story unlike anything you have ever seen before. It all starts with a half-crazed dwarf scribbling furiously on a piece of paper while the world outside his little cottage is ravaged by a great storm. There is an artifact in his possession which gives him power over all else but that artifact is stolen by the very creatures that he gave birth to in his frustration – these creatures are what we come to know as the Mudmen.

The first book of the series will be available for purchase on amazon on 1st February, 2017.

Book                                                                           Release Date

MUDMEN – The Quest For Humanity.                              1st February, 2017.

MUDMEN -The Dream Guide                                              1st March, 2017.

MUDMEN – The Essence of Darkness                               1st April, 2017.

Click on this link to read Mudmen (The Quest for Humanity) – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N28AVAP

MUDMEN – A Delirious Tale

What if you thought you could play a better god, than God?

COME BE A PART OF THE JOURNEY TO PUSH THE VERY BOUNDARIES OF MAN’S IMAGINATION.

Mudmen is a story unlike anything you have ever seen before. It all starts with a half-crazed dwarf scribbling furiously on a piece of paper while the world outside his little cottage is ravaged by a great storm. There is an artifact in his possession which gives him power over all else but that artifact is stolen by the very creatures that he gave birth to in his frustration – these creatures are what we come to know as the Mudmen.

The first book of the series will be available for purchase on amazon on 1st February, 2017.

Book                                                                           Release Date

MUDMEN – The Quest For Humanity.                              1st February, 2017.

MUDMEN -The Dream Guide                                              1st March, 2017.

MUDMEN – The Essence of Darkness                               1st April, 2017.

MUDMEN – A Delirious Tale

What if you thought you could play a better god, than God?

Mudmen is a story unlike anything you have ever seen before. It is meant to push the very boundaries of man’s imagination. It all starts with a half-crazed dwarf scribbling furiously on a piece of paper while the world outside his little cottage is ravaged by a great storm. There is an artifact in his possession which gives him power over all else but that artifact is stolen by the very creatures that he gave birth to in his frustration – these creatures are what we come to know as the  Mudmen.

The first book of the series will be available for purchase on amazon on 1st February, 2017.

Book                                                                           Release Date

MUDMEN – The Quest For Humanity.                              1st February, 2017.

MUDMEN -The Dream Guide                                              1st March, 2017.

MUDMEN – The Essence of Darkness                               1st April, 2017.

Retelling a classic

REALITY CHECK

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“We never stop to consider that our beliefs are only a relative truth that ‘s always going to be distorted by all the knowledge we have stored in our memory.”-Miguel Angel Ruiz

The man was already there when I arrived. There was a gap among the railings where the man was standing. It seemed as if something had crashed through the railing carrying away a part of it. I passed by him unnoticed and moved on to the other end of the bridge feeling secure under the cloak of solitude.

He stood there for a long time. He looked like a statue frozen in time. He didn’t move a muscle, didn’t even move his neck. He simply gazed into the distance to whatever was waiting for him. Then he took a small step forward and plummeted into the darkness or maybe light. I felt a cool breeze brush against my skin and then I was falling. The still sheet of water parted like shards of glass as my body hit the water. I was drowning. The murky waters of the river were surrounding me, trying to blanket me in their embrace. How did I get here? It was the man who was had jumped not me. I tried to fight against the pull of the water but I was no longer in control of my body. My limbs no longer obeyed my brain.

I woke up, gasping for air. I was drenched in sweat. The fear of not being in control smothered me. After sometime my breathing returned to normal. I took a sleeping pill along with the glass of water kept beside my bed. Sometime later i fell into an uneasy slumber.

I woke up feeling light-headed, the fears of last night forgotten in anticipation of a new day. I called out to my wife but there was no answer. She must have already set out to drop over daughter off to school. I prepared breakfast for myself and then set off to work. I was the professor of history at the local college whereas my wife taught in school. She usually took the car to go to school and come back with our daughter while i took a cab as our destinations were in the opposite directions.

While sitting in the back my thoughts again wandered off to my wife and only child. She was a lively twelve year old. She was an excellent musician and could already play the piano quite well. Her music teacher called her a prodigy and said by the time she was old enough, She would be able to get into top institutions for music.

I ran into the Dean while walking towards my class. He looked sad and surprised at the same time on seeing me. He gently put his hand on my shoulder. “How are you?”, he asked me. I told him I was fine and touched by his concern for me. He looked sad but for some reason he always looked sad. He simply patted my shoulder and moved on.

For some reason I did not have a single class that day. I decided to speak to the Dean over this matter the following day but was content for the time being grading essays based on the French revolution. All of my colleagues were in a somber mood and more than one of them enquired after my welfare.

I returned home that evening only to find that my wife and daughter had not yet come home. At first I was worried but then remembered that it was a Tuesday and she had music lessons.

But as it grew late I began to worry. I tried to call my wife but she didn’t pick up. I decided to take a walk in the direction of their school.

I recognised the bridge from my dream as it was very similar. I walked towards the railing like a man in a trance. My thoughts returned to my family once more. What did my daughter look like? Why couldn’t I remember what she looked like? I had reached the railing by this time and was climbing over it when someone caught hold of my collar and pulled me back. I turned around to look into my father s face.

“The dean said that you visited the college today” he said,” I was worried”

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I tell him that I was worried because my wife and daughter were late from school. He looks bewildered and says” There was an accident two weeks ago, your wife is dead”. I feel sick as if I am about to vomit.

” But what about her, where is she?

“ Her?”

“ Yes my daughter, where is she?”

He looks at me with pity and confusion,“ You do not have a daughter”, he says.

The ground shifts beneath my feet as I collapse.

Twelve years ago my wife gave birth to a daughter who was still born. We were unable to have any more kids. It was traumatic for both of us but we moved on, our love only grew. My wife died in a car accident which took place on the very bridge where I collapsed a week ago. The accident took place two months ago. Her car steered off the bridge carrying away a part of the railing while trying to avoid a collision with another car which had stopped in the middle of the road.

My psychiatrist tells me that it was the death of my wife which finally tipped me over. Reality was too harsh so I created a distorted version of it in which I had a daughter and my wife was still alive.

My father has moved in with me after the incident on the bridge. He looks after me. Most days I bear the crushing weight of my loss and come to terms with reality. But some days the weight is too much to bear. I call out to my wife and think of the daughter who is a figment of my imagination.

Song For The Day

 

Didn’t even really wanna go

But if you get me out, you get a show

There’s so many bodies on the floor

So baby we should go and add some more

Are you down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

Down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

Everywhere I look are peoples’ hands

Thrown up in the air to help them dance

Come on, baby, catch me if you can

I know you don’t have any other plans

Are you down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

Down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

[Hook]

Are you… down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Are you down, are you down, are you d-d-down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Are you down, are you down, are you d-d-d-d-down, are you Down, are you down, are you d-d-down, are you?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, down, d-d-d-down?

[Verse 2]

You know we could put them all to shame

Now isn’t the time to play it safe

Isn’t this the reason why you came?

So, baby, don’t you let it go to waste

Are you down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

Down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

Every single thing is feeling right

Started as a quiet Friday night

I don’t really think that we should fight this

What if we don’t stop until it’s light?

Are you down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

Are you down, d-d-down, d-d-down, d-d-down, down, down?

[Hook]

Are you… down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Are you down, are you down, are you d-d-d-d-down, are you Down, are you down, are you d-d-down, are you?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, down, d-d-d-down?

[Break]

Are you, are you, are you d-d-down, down?

Are you, are you… down…are you?

[Hook]

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Are you down, are you down, are you d-d-d-d-down, are you Down, are you down, are you d-d-down, are you?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down?

Down, down, down, d-d-d-down?

Are you down, are you down, are you d-d-d-d-down, are you Down, are you down, are you d-d-down, are you?

Down, down, d-d-down, down, d-down, down

The Great Escape

Out here on the fire escape…the only escape is on the other side.

Thoughts never spoken

The words you are looking for are floating in the back of your mind,

the answers you seek you may never find.

What is easy to think is hard to voice, reality really does leave us in a bind.

DUST YOUR HEARTS

It’s been so long since I last wrote to you. I don’t know where to begin but let me start by saying that I still love you. But love my darling is a superficial feeling based on our experiences and conceptions formed throughout our very short lives, influenced by lots of romanticized bullshit.But then again once we manage to dust away all of the above, we might be left with a shiny new feeling and that I believe would be the love which I feel for you.

TGFR Quotes #2

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