DarkKnightJRK's profile

Old Man Jericho sat on the bench in the park, glaring at the evil surrounding him. He slumped into the dirty bench, in his tweed overcoat and corduroy pants, with a bag filled with pieces of bread. He glared at this horrid world around him with his wrinkled features and black-rimmed glasses. Back in his day, the park was a place of peace and tranquility, now it was a crowded hub of crime and sin. Jericho was only trying to feed the birds with pieces of bread, when a common hoodlum with baggy ...

It is 11:11 AM under the Washington Monument. Under the secret entrance and through the long, spiral staircase, there is a massive cavern, created in 1862 during the peak of the Civil War when the Confederates rose up southern zombies as reserves. The cavern was used to protect the Cabinet and to secretly rise up their own zombies. Inside this dark cave is a balding man in his late 60’s, awkwardly wrapped in a priest’s rag. He holds a “Pagan spell-book” in his hand, chanting in ancient tongue...

Are we people Or are we sponges? Are we ourselves Or people on TV? Do we lose ourselves if we Copy something from the silver screen? Is this not the land of the free? Is this not the place where we can be Ourselves, for all the world to see? Why do we act like the people on Friends? Does it depend? Is it for some, they would rather fit in the masses? Maybe, they think they have no "culture" to pass? Don't they see? Do they believe you have to be of different skin Or different kin To think it ...