New Year... New blog

     It's been a while, my friend. I've got a few blog topics that I want to cover, very soon to be sure. It's the 13th of January, and so far this year has been quite uneventful. 50 weeks left in the year, 48ish until Christmas 2013. Oh, you haven't heard? The world didn't end on 12/21/2012, apparently the Mayans were quite mistaken, or the more likely reason, people are idiots and will spread stupid, supposed prophecies to the weak.

     I don't know what to make of the world lately. Things have been going on that really make me question certain things. Is it human nature to be reckless and violent, and over the years of holding everything in, some people burst and commit terrible acts of heinousness? I can't fathom taking another life for any other reason than defending myself and my family. I don't know, things just seem, hinky.

     Lately I seem to be having more and more health issues. I've been having some pain in my shoulders and I just can't seem to lose weight, in fact, I gained about 20 lbs. in 2 months. Granted, it was the holiday season, Thanksgiving and Christmas and all. I'm working on some things to help me, but I'm keeping that under wraps until I'm sure about everything that I need to do. Just know that I will be keeping everyone updated.

     Well, it's a short one today, I just wanted to get something out here in Blogger world, and keep some people off my back, right +Casper Wilkes? I can't promise I'll be back daily or even weekly, but I hope to get regular soon( I hear there's a pill for that. A brand of yogurt too, Activia anyone?) As soon as I figure out a schedule and I know that I can stick to it with entertaining, enlightening, and informative topics, I will let you know.

     I want to take the last few words to say that my heart and thoughts have been with victims of the tragedies over the past month. To say that there have been more than one is a terrible thing, but some will try and use it to their advantage to further their agendas and that isn't right. People should be focused on the victims, not the agendas and politics.

     Thanks for reading today. (Insert witty outro here). Ladies and gentlemen, read me next time and just remember that the View is always nice from the Sun.

Giving thanks

     Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, D-generation X proudly brings to you, the bloggy blog of bloggy goodness, and it's filled with plenty of delicious morsels of yummy thoughts, feelings and words.

     Today is Thanksgiving day 2012, and I've seen many people doing a "countdown" of sorts, til Thanksgiving, and my homie dawgy dawg Steve wrote a blog and well, I was kinda thinking I'd do the same.

     First and foremost, I'm thankful for my freedom, brought to me by the US service men and women, who, lay their lives on the line every single day.

      I'm thankful for my family. My mom who for no reason whatsoever still believes I can do anything, and so, I believe I can do anything(still trying to fly without a plane), my brother who still looks up to me like I'm something special and my sister who is still learning the difference between what is right and what is easy. My niece who grows every day it seems, and has the innocence of childhood in her eyes. My soon to be sister-in-law who offers me good conversation when no one else is available, keeping me sane since losing my job.

     When I was young, and I wished that I had an older brother, which would be impossible, I could never have known that my wish would be granted in the form of the best and truest friend that I have ever had. Steve came into my life when my life wasn't the most, erm...coherent, wasn't the best, I had just lost the girl that I had thought was the love of my life, and we bonded over time, and trips to Virginia.

     I'm thankful for my friends, the old and the new. I've met a few great people over the last year and while we don't always get to talk a lot, but that's the way it goes sometimes.

     I'm thankful for my health. I'm slowly getting better in everything, and while it might not be enough for some people, it's good enough for me.

     I'm thankful for my animal friends, even though some of them can be pains, they love me unconditionally, and that's all that matters.

     I'm thankful for technology, without it, I wouldn't be able to connect with new and exciting people, or the people who I've known forever.

     I'm thankful for life. This great and wonderful roller coaster, filled with good experiences, bad ones, chaos and order, without it all, life would cease to be, and we can't have that.

     I just want to wrap this up by saying, thank you for reading, and to those I know, I love you all. My life is brighter and better because of each and every one of you.

     And as always, IF you're NOT DOWN WITH THAT, WE'VE GOT TWO WORDS FOR YA!
Happy THANKSGIVING!

   

An oldie, but a goody. MySpace flashback

November 12, 2008 - Wednesday 

Ghost Hunting..... Current mood:  optimistic Category: Movies, TV, Celebrities  Knockout Corner     Ok, ok, so I'm a day late and a dollar short so sue me..no please don't...anyway I promised a debut to a regular "blog" yesterday and obviously I didn't get it done in time..There's a surprise right.. Alright on with the show babay!!                                            Rumbling Ranting            Just because today is the first I'm going to let you know what each section is about. This section ^ is where I "rant" about some of the current events happening in my life and the world...so...without further ado...           Who would have thought it? No, not me I tell you...not that I mind, but I don't think anyone would have thought that in our lifetime would there be a black American president. I sincerely hope that President elect Obama makes the detractors eat their words and that he can truly lead. A lot of My friends wanted McCain. I was the "maverick" who wanted Obama...and My boy Steve...he was hoping for Obama too.                 God there are so many ignorant people around it's pathetic, example: the other day I was within earshot of a person criticizing blacks..he said quote "When have you ever seen a black guy keep a job for four years?" I was appalled and offended. He was referencing the fact that Obama will be our next president.                                      Picture This!           This is an interesting time. When people say the word "ghost", there is usually one of two reactions, one of unabashed skepticism, or one of intense belief. With the continuation of science probing every facet of life and death, there seems to be irrefutable proof that ghosts do not exist, and there is no other world but the physical one...but is there? Science may be alot of things but, first and foremost like everything else science is flawed.       There is a show on the Scifi network called "Ghost Hunters". I am an avid fan of the show, and while I do believe in the supernatural and the spirit world, I can't help but think on the same lines as the founders of T.A.P.S. or The Atlantic Paranormal Society, and the philosophy they employ is this, while we believe that there are true events of paranormal phenomenon, there are reports that are really not associated with the paranormal what so ever, and can be debunked.       I bring up the show because it inspired me and Steve to try doing a little ghost hunting ourselves. Now, I don't know what the legalities of it are so I will not be including names of places we have visited. Steve and I were with a friend ghost hunting in a cemetery, we have done this a few times and it's been fun, but it's also been very intense. Cemeteries are not the most comfortable place to be at night, the slightest sounds can have you freaking out like a little school girl, I have proof of that.        We've went ghost hunting a few times now, each time gleaning a little insight into the afterlife. We have had genuine experiences and have caught some voices and even words while doing E.V.P.'s. E.V.P. stands for Electronic Voice Phenomena (in case you didn't know). We haven't been able to really catch anything else due to us not having money for things like, EMF(Electro Magnetic Field)meter, or a thermal imaging camera.       There can be truly hair raising moments, once while exploring a cemetery Steve started feeling as though he were possessed, I felt it too and it was not a nice feeling. It was as though I was drained of all my natural energy, I couldn't speak, I felt like I was a statue I couldn't move. I felt unspeakable anger rolling off in waves from Steve. It was intense. After that happened Steve and I took a break from ghost hunting to clear our heads and have since resumed our evil evil ways...             I know that this is kinda short and I just want you to know that I will be increasing my length..or if you think it is perfect length just let me know...feedback is always welcome...you can leave me a comment here or you can hit me up by email at: Eros.helios@yahoo.com Thank you all for reading.    Erik

Unexpected first

Do you hear that? It's getting louder, and louder. OH MY GOD, the train, it's Helios train of thought, with a subject for a blogger blog blog.
     Oh my god slide it in. No,  that wasn't good enough, try again, I love the feeling of steel penetrating my skin, over and over again. Piercing deeply, searching for vein, to send the necessary chemicals to kill the infection.
     Welcome everybody, welcome everyone. Welcome to the view from the sun, I am your host  Eros Helios. Come in, sit down and pull out the lotion, and give your computer screen a nice massage, then use the lotion.
     As I write this, I am laying in a hospital bed with an infection in my lower left leg that, if left untreated, could infect my blood, spread to my heart or lungs, and kill me. I'm told that that is muy malo, very bad.
     So I have no choice but to lay here, hoping that tonight will be my last night here in this hospital.  Praying that the three days of antibiotic treatments, obliterate the infection threatening my life.
     Dramatic I know, but its true. Waiting for my nightly fill of intravenous medications and it's irritating me, although I think about the past couple days, my legs are free of blood clots and the docs wanna keep it that way as they are keeping me on a blood thinner.
     This is my first ever stay in a hospital(for more than a few hours at the ER) and the one thing I've discover is, god it's boring.
     Okay, so, I kinda stopped writing this blog because honestly, I don't like writing on my phone. Since I'm no longer in the hospital, and my leg is healing quite splendidly, and I've also had my follow up and wow, was that an adventure, I'm finishing this up so my mind will stop bugging me about it.
     I was in the hospital a total of 5 days, and it honestly wasn't that bad. The staff was wonderful, most of them anyway, the food wasn't bad(thank god I didn't go in before they made changes to the menu). There was no jell-o, no foul tasting food, it was actually rather delicious.
     The worst thing about being in the hospital was the discomfort of the IV, I had to have the IV changed and moved like 7 times. It was irritating. I guess I should have gotten used to it, I had a blood draw every morning and half the time I slept through it, lol, and I don't know if that's good or bad.
     Good or bad, it's so good to be out of the hospital and do what I want, go where I want, and walk again, without the pain of the infection throbbing with every step. I had visitors, my mom, sister, brother and my brothers' girlfriend and my niece, along with a couple friends.
     The last time my brother visited, it was so cute, they were getting ready to leave and I gave my niece a hug and as I went to stand up I had a baby and a stroller attached to me. Apparently she wanted uncle Erik to be home. The next day, I was.
     Well, this was the first hospital stay for me, ever. I'm a little disappointed to be honest. I wanted to go through life, never having stayed at a hospital. Oh well, I suppose I shall survive.
     I'm on my way to a better, healthier future, I've lost a total of 13 lbs. and I don't plan on stopping. I may slip, trip and fall, but I will always get back up.
     Thanks once again, for taking the time to read my little corner of the internet. I hope I will be able to write on a more frequent basis. I irritate myself because, I often get distracted more often than I would like. The future is bright from the sun. Be safe, be healthy. 

9/11 forgotten?

     Welcome, welcome one and all to View from the Sun, where attendance is not mandatory, but it is appreciated. I know, I know, it's been a whole month since I last wrote. Okay, apparently it has been over a month, I'm sorry. In my defense, I have been busy, working on me, getting job interviews, sleeping. You know, important stuff.

     All kidding aside, today I want to focus on something that has been regarded as the worst tragedy in American history, 9/11/2001, and how it is slowly but surely seemingly being forgotten. Now, I know that there are patriot's out there, saying "Now wait just a minute fella, we haven't forgotten 9/11" and I haven't either, but the majority of the public has put it on the back burner, slid it to the furthest reaches of their minds, only thinking of it on the anniversary of 9/11 or on a day where it's announced that Usama (Osama) Bin Laden, or another Al Queda member has been found and neutralized.

     I was reading an article in USA today, (E-version) and the wars that were a direct result of 9/11, weren't even talked about in the speech given by millionaire Mitt. On average, 31 men or women die each month and the only people who really seem to care are those that reside in the hometown of that service man or woman. Every citizen of America should feel the sting of yet another soul lost to a Vietnam-like war.

     I don't like that it seems like these men and women are being ignored. I don't like the fact that it seems as though 9/11, or any day in history where senseless violence has ended countless lives, is forgotten.

     Everyday, we should earn the right to live, because of all the men and women in the armed forces, past and present, gave up their lives so we could live in freedom. Everyday, we should thank each and every one, who gave us that freedom, and we should continue to fight for freedom even here, on the home front. Especially here, in the United States.

     Thank you all for joining me, here on a view from the sun. I hope that I will be back much sooner than before, and I hope that my rambling will get better, and more organized. Until then, God bless you, and God bless the United States of America....

Time and tide waiteth for no man

     Ten years ago, on my birthday, I buried one of the most important people in my life. To this day, I still think about how irresponsible I, not only lived my life up until that point, but also since that day. I'm not the person I planned on being, I'm not the man I had intended to be. I've seen happiness, found depression, been victorious, and tasted defeat. Through it all, through the dusty, dank days of darkness, I've held on to a small piece of my childhood. A tiny part of you, though no one else can see it, I can feel it. You are and forever shall be, my beacon of light, guiding me past the pitfalls, the minefields and the creatures waiting to devour my soul.

     The day my grandmother passed away started out like a normal day, in fact, when we got the call that something was wrong with her, I was playing N64 with a so-called friend of mine. My mom was having issues with her vehicle so I had to go pick her up and take her over, luckily my car was having issues, but was still able to make the trip, I suppose doing 70mph the whole trip helped that.

     It was a surreal situation arriving at her house instead of the hospital, never really connecting the dots, and realizing the awful truth. We had been told something happened, but no real details beyond that. So, we rushed over and were met by ambulance and fire trucks. As we walked up, someone (a family member) informed us that, she was gone.

     Standing there, stunned, no, it couldn't be. The one person who could be strong for me, even when I couldn't was no longer there to be strong. I HAD to do it on my own. Had to hold my mom together, even though I wanted to fall apart, I couldn't for her. So many regrets, so many missed opportunities. I knew and still know to this day that she loved me, and I loved her. She wanted so desperately to see me succeed... and I never did, not while she was alive and up until this point, I still haven't.

     The day she was buried was a day I will never forget. It was the day I turned 19. In the decade that has past by me since then, each year my birthday has been marred by the memory of my worst birthday ever. My birthday has never been the same, and no one is to blame, I get it, I really do. It will never matter whether I'm turning 29 or 129, I will miss her just as much, every passing year.

     I wanna close this by saying simply this, Grandma, I love you, I miss you, no matter how much time passes, I still hear your voice guiding me, your light showing me the way. Someday, we shall meet again, and on that day, I hope that I will have made you more proud than words could express.

     I appreciate you taking the time to read this window into my soul. Thank you.

No negativity from you!

     It's been a little while, I know. I have to start out by saying one thing and one thing only, Welcome every one, to View from the Sun. Before I get into this, I do want to let you know that yes, I am working on the next part of my story and I hope the people who actually care enough to read it, will enjoy it. The final thing I want to say is about the tragic turn of events in Aurora, Colorado. We live in a world where everyone wants to escape reality and immerse themselves in a land of fantasy and heroes and villains, but we never really expect the villains to walk in and begin their moments of terror. My heart and thoughts go out to all those suffering from the senseless act of violence perpetrated by someone who couldn't distinguish between reality and fiction. I don't know what the motives were, but it was never necessary. May all those affected by this tragedy begin the healing process and find some sort of peace, and may the perpetrator be brought to justice.

     Wow! Negativity is all around us. The past, present and future is filled with it. There is no getting away from it. Negativity is what brings about things that should never occur.  For some, negativity is a constant. I pride myself on doing the best that I can to be a positive person. I'm still accused though, of being a negative person. I have a mantra before I go to sleep every night that helps me along my path. It's kind of funny, the days I forget to practice it, are the mornings when I wake up in a bad mood.

     It's difficult to be positive though, when things aren't going the way you'd like them to. I'm without a job, no car, no love life to speak of, but I'm figuring myself out, I'm forging ahead to make myself better. My diet is getting better by the day, my exercise regimen is coming along, and well, I can be positive about that. People act like I don't exist, whatever, their loss. I have a lot of people acting like I've done something wrong, and I haven't. Oh well, get over it. I'm a great person, I'm loyal and I have a heart as big as they come, but rest assured, I can be a dick.

     There are things I take issue with though. For instance, I'm a great guy, a great listener, and I can have intelligent conversations with just about anyone, but here I am alone, because I don't look the part. Fuck that, I'm gonna continue to do what I have to do, and when I'm good enough for you, I'm gonna remember that I wasn't good enough for you.

     Positivity breeds positivity. Negativity breeds negativity. In my opinion, I've made the change from negative to positive rather smoothly and though I have days where I feel negativity, I still remain as positive as I can.

    Thanks for reading, and I hope to see you right here, next time, because the view is fantastic.