Strengthening a Country


Writers have the ability to take over the world.

All they have to do is write laws that force everyone else to be illiterate.

Writers invented America, kings were taught how to write, even God is a writer; He invented and wrote the Bible. The strength and cosmetic power a pen can hold is undeniable. Barbarians fear the illustrations of dragons scrawled behind on the caves for them, even if they were all imaginary, they fear like everyone else the telegrams sent in letters to us by our future selves

They who write be them male or female invent the race the others must run, but an illiterate country is a warzone inevitable to happen. Which brings us to the second trait that must be known;

Now that we are literate, educated, and are able to write be them male or female, we must also know how to defend ourselves.

Educated, technologically advanced, able to articulate, and can protect themselves from anyone unagreeable as well?

The countries that excel in this will dominate all the other countries, even if the other country is another super power.

Copyrightcopyright March 25, 2019




Hello everybody! It’s been 5 years since today that I made this blog!!!!

Thank you all for your support!

I actually got the idea from my once success coach at Georgia Gwinnett College that I should make a blog and put all my writing on.

Lo and behold that this was the same exact “success coach” that told me after I went to ask her for advice in some classes that my grade weren’t so good in, that if college is seeming too hard for me, that I should just drop out and quit college!

I of course didn’t, but ended up leaving that bad college, and coming here to Strayer University to take up IT.

I’m now a straight A student, ever paper I write is an A, and am doing far much better than ever. The blog remains, so that’s just a little brief funny history behind the creation of Named after one of my stories 🙂

-from Gregory Thomas

The Logic of Strongholds


A patient person obtains power;

an impatient person obtains mischief–

mischief is the meddlesome thorns that swing and aim to prickle the minds with constant stressors–

the mind filled with doubt is the mind filled with sorrow;

doubt is the venom that depression derives from–

An impatient mind has no choice but to doubt, because its in the logic of their heart and mind, while a patient man is naturally strong.

A weed gathers unto mischief when it grows from out of the sidewalk;

you see its pattern; stumbling passerbys, looking out-of-place, stirring strife; what happens to it? A child’s bike or a boot crushes its roots, a dog marks it mindlessly, it gathers more weeds, or its uprooted or weed purger thrown over it to bring forth its demise–

this same effect will happen to people who fall into mischief;

they stumble passerbys, their presence is out-of-place in rooms, they stir strife, their spirit is easily crushed by even the most tedious things, they are soon disregarded by others, they are hounded by troublemakers, or others send them away or remove them from their lives–

Therefore the logic of patience is that a stronghold is made sturdy when its mind be made anchored.

An anchored mind does not fall into the bear traps of the constant sorrows around it, but rather searches the peace that a man finds from within his heart.

A wise heart beats the fruit of the living, while a weak heart beats irregularly and strays away from the life’s breath of its own body’s lungs.

Copyrightcopyright March 19, 2019

The Crown of Elysium


Hiding in the Trees of Fate amongst the swinging air of Elysium; There lies God.

The Great I Am, in motion.

Floating the winds above the Aether,

swinging angels in His steps;

unleashing fury, upon the darkness,

the platinum sun beckons;

the glowing one, lighting for continence;

and in the trees of fate, there lies the infinity of heaven’s jungles,

the birds life-sized, larger than buildings,

peace be still while the Earth spheres round–

Copyrightcopyright March 9, 2019

Space Exploration and Dominance


The planets are desolate and vacant;

because God intended for us to be the aliens that invade them.

In where we thought the aliens would come to us, it was us that were to go to them all this time.

NASA waits and collects dust; the future is up for grabs.

We have everything we need right here on Earth; why shouldn’t mankind itself strive to explore the Galaxy world?

Politics and war hold us back from grabbing for the domination of the galaxies;

should America start sending the military to occupy the moon, it could cause World War 3. Greed and stubbornness is a disease that devours from the inside out.

It gathers flies and rust, it ages the steering wheel of destiny.

Like a parasitic presence, greed must be forsaken, along with stubbornness; stubbornness is pride.

It is the only way to prosper, anyone who says otherwise is a fool.

Greed never benefits anyone, that’s why God named it as one of the seven deadly sins.

A leader should lead; there is no way out.

If planet Mercury is too hot to live on, than technology must be made to control the sun’s power over it;

the country technologically advanced to do so and prevail regardless of the input of other countries will be granted its new world order.

The moon is a giant floating hemisphere waiting for us to gather Earth’s oxygen upon it;

the country that does this and can’t be stopped will control the most of the power.

If Pluto is too cold, then create a source to thaw its planet.

Technology can do this.

Why should we waste our time having a machine take selfies of itself, only to die and be stranded useless 40 or more years from now? We should invent garrisons to thrust into space faster than we’ll run out of rations.

We can be the one’s taking our own.

It’s a great test of God and His Elysium; here is our puzzle that we must solve: make Jupiter and the other worlds livable, until then it will never be. This standstill cycle can go on for eons…Or until the world is leader enough to leave the nest.

It’s a shame to give power to shaky hands, but it happens all the time.

Like when the stars tempts us with skin forged of celestial bodies;

like when Prometheus gathered himself until he and the sun became one;

like when Andromeda and The Milky Way fed the star’s children;

the ghost in the shell is the earl of resonance–

the mind is the gathering spot for all ambitious activity.

Around the glowing mind, the atmosphere is a grayscale.

Copyrightcopyright February 18, 2019

Freedom From The Giant Hands of Discomfort~Hurub Alhuriya


It’s a shame their country’s men oppresses what should be free.

The maiden covered, the golden rays like a bird in a cage.

She sings with a scarf across her desert sands;

her eyes shadowed by the fear of mankind-

she dances and is imprisoned.

The glowing sea is embraced only by the men;

The steering wheel of lust set in–

the face that glows with the blushing warmth of these ancient lands–

the landmines act as the ground’s hands to ensnare Elysium’s waltz-

these ancient lands upon the ground; 

the same ground mankind treads.

The flowing garment of her, by ends–

let your Father walk these distant lands–

the mother is in search of;

and the whites of our eyes the etchings of a soul;

the scarf many colors;

the shawl the sun covered aloft.

The day in where mankind embraces fate;

Eve is a gift that should be freed from mankind’s  hate–

upon ancient hopes that were once thought lost–

Copyrightcopyright February 2, 2019

The Logic of Anarchy


A rich man bribes a guard over 1 million dollars to not shoot them;

and the guard eats up all the money because they’re so hungry, and still shoots them because they are so ignorant.

In a world of madness, money is meaningless.

In the arms of the broken, everything is a threat.

In the mind of the vengeful, everyone who stops them is a traitor.

This is the Logic of Anarchy.

Copyrightcopyright January 24, 2019