The King of The Rock [Preview]

 I've never been a fan of water. I wasn't good at swimming. I knew if I were to let myself slip, I would sink to the depths of the unknown and drown... and once that happens, who would save me?




It was a winter night and the snow piled up against the window. The heater roared as the music lightly played. The two sat in the car, unintentionally trapping themselves in due to focusing on other things. She stared at him eagerly waiting his movement. He moved towards her, she responded by moving closer to him, closing her eyes. He pressed his lips against hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulling him to her. He moved from her lips to her neck as pressed her back against the car door.  She moved her hand to the back of his headand gasped sweetly with pleasure. He leaned over the arm rest and continued to kiss and suck on her neck. She began to breather harder as her heart began to hasten. She slowly started to feel weak as she could feel her concious slipping away to his very touch. She she began to slouch back, giving him more, gripping his head. She let a slight moan slip from her mouth. As he began to pull up her shirt she for she struggled to regain control over herself and placed her hands on his shoulders to escape...
 
 
Full version later. I'm about to go outside and play.

Ascension [Part I]

She grasped his hand held onto his arm laid her head on his chest. "I don't understand. What does this mean?" She looked up to him for a response. He slowly smiled and caressed her hair. "I don't think it would be possible for you to understand how I feel... It's not your fault." He slowly removed her hands and stepped aside. The look on his face was of unknown determination. She quickly pulled him back with an upsetting tone, "What does that supposed to mean?!" He stopped , "It simply means we do not share the same path... Or the same vision...." She placed her hand over her chest and turned him around. A tear ran down her cheek. She bit her lip and blinked, confused by his words. She could only feel her heartbreaking. She gripped her fist. "If you want to leave me... go on...." She buried her face in his chest. He placed his hand on her head and held her closely. "Please.." He calmly chuckled at the idea, "No, It's not that. It's just that... Have you ever wanted to escape this thing we call a role... our purpose... our destiny... and create your own?" She wiped her face and laughed a bit, "Oh that? I thought you were going to leave me for a second there!" She turned around laughed giggled. "There you go again, thinking too much. Why would I want to escape my destiny when it is here....with you..." She wrapped her arms his neck and closed her eyes. He released a heavy sigh from realizing that he fell into her game. "Sometimes I wish those tears from your eyes could be more sincere..."

"Every time I cry for you. My heartaches, the pain is sincere enough." She moves slowly towards his face yearning for his lips. He closes his eyes and presses his lips against hers. She smiled and looked at him. For a split second he began to smile, before his dilemma returned. She quickly frowned in disappointment at his refusal of her attempted charm. She crossed her arms and turned away. "Are you bored of me?"


He laughed, "Don't be so insecure..." She quickly snapped, "I'm serious." He quickly came back with a response, "No it's not about you!" She stepped back from him, "Please don't raise your voice."

He looked at her and raised his eyebrow. She held her pout then burst out laughing. He chuckled at this, "Since you are so infatuated with acting like a human girl, why don't you go to Earth and charm all the human boys." He smirked and walked off. She pursued him. "You don't find my gentle teasing cute? What's been bothering you lately?" He shrugged at the thought,"It's amusing.... Especially since I know you're not that type of woman, but I suppose you enjoy the feel of being dramatic. I can hold my own against any woman, so my love will never be a problem."

"You're cheating on me..."

"Get serious. You're all I need."

"Then why are you so unhappy?"

"We spend our entire existence dedicated to this observatory, only watching with only each other to entertain ourselves. It's like being trapped in a box. Why do we choose to live our lives in such a manner?! I understand we were created to become apart of a system to maintain 'Order', still are we not intelligent beings capable of individual thought? Why can't I carry my own existence according to my own free will... I don't want to spend eternity stuck.....here..." He saw that her concerned look had became unhappy. He grabbed her hand. "One day I want to leave this observatory with you and go away to somewhere else where we can be free to live according to our own choices...I just want to get away to a place where together we can be free of these responsibilities and to pursue whatever we want."

"Why?! What's wrong with being here with me?!"

"Don't you get it?! Don't you feel like you're trapped here?! Don't you want to live your own life freely?!"

"I am living my life freely! You're the only person I want to be with! I don't care where we are! As long as I'm with......." She became silent. "What's wrong with you?...... our place is here...." she grabbed his hand. "Together....." He closed his eyes and bottled his words, his free hand tightened into a fist displaying his anger. She quickly spoke,"Please, don't hate me for this... This is all I know, and I'm just happy being with you. He opened his eyes and looked at her, "I will always love you..." He kissed her on the cheek and left the equatorial room.


As he walked down path to the library the hallway lit up with each step. As light shone into the the windows the glass became stained with images depicting the story of The Universe, The Perfects, The Defects, and The Origin. The Origin watched from the heavens, accompanied by The Perfects, created by the very will of the Origin. The Defects were originally Perfects that strayed away from the Path of The Perfects, finding their own path they changed greatly and gained an opposition towards Perfection.

"Of course you wouldn't understand... In your  eyes... all you can see is me. I wish it was that easy..."

[To Be Continued]

Path to True Villainy

"The funny thing about Nightmares is that they are created by us from our fears, thus it serves us by presenting and unwanted fate or future for one later in life. It scares us because it is an unknown destiny, yet feels so terrifyingly real that we believe it's possible. A True Nightmare, however I find is kinda poetic and entertaining, to watch a man try to escape an undesired fate only to end up becoming what he feared in the first place. That is a True Nightmare."

                                                                                                                                             -Arc Christelle    


When I was a kid I started watching shows with puppets and superheroes.

The puppets were friendly, they taught me not only how to count and how to read, but they also taught me lessons in life. I idolized superheroes, because they dedicated their life to fighting crime, unlawfulness and any "evil" doings that were present. When I was kid, I believed in "Heroes" and "Justice" and when comes a great adversity, a man with a good heart will always prevail. Good and evil, the fight goes on to save the world. Always fight for justice, never surrender to evil. Always stand up for what you believe in.

I was raised to believe in the existence of God Almighty, and his son, Jesus Christ, and without question I followed those beliefs, only to fear what would happen to me if I didn't. After all, no one wants to go to Hell, especially a young boy. God will guide me throughout life to become a great young man. In a world where warriors were no longer existent, humanity used the power of "religion" to bring discipline, value, and morals to their homes. The ideas of philosophies, and other past disciplines became irrelevant, especially in a country where Christian belief was upheld. Despite the methods of how it was brought to people of African American Heritage or any other ethnicity. This was seen as the only way, and I as well walked with my eyes closed, only carrying faith and the will to believe.

I believed in love, and that we all as a people throughout best and worst must love each other in order to make it in this world together. I believed in falling in love and romance, I wanted to meet a wonderful young lady one day, and I'll treat her like a queen, I'll give her everything and my feelings shall never change, I shall always remain faithful and put her above the most.

I believed in success. One day we'll all accomplish our dreams and our future will be bright as the sun. The world could not hold us back from anything.

As time passed, I aged and started to experience life with other beings in this life I share this world with.....

The funny thing about the villainous lifestyle was that it was a side that exists in all of us. The primal need for power and control, and in time that need has even taken control of me. I am not a villain, but I have thought about it. When asked about my path and what I desired, I replied, "I only seek power, I do not seek glory or other useless things, I just want the power to live my life as I please."

The villain inside me looks at the world, just like every other villain before me. I also shared dislike of villains because they were simply shown as the enemy to the world. They were seen as a threat because of the way they approached things. I didn't understand what was their purpose and why they chose these actions. But now I can understand. It makes me wonder, were all villains good people once and what did it take for them to turn against the world. To go out to control it.

Some people may say selfishness, which can be true, but there is only so much selfishness a real villain can display. The best villains do not seek to control others, but to control the situation and the world around them. They tread carefully, yet confidently. They are no mere "thug" or "goon" they are Men of Power.

I believed in Good and Justice and met defeat at the hands of selfish men.

It hurts.

I believed in love and ended up heartbroken.

It hurts.

I believed in success and met failure.

It hurts.

I believed in God, but when I opened my eyes to see what was before me, I realized that I've been walking through the woods staring at the sky. I realized that "God" was more than just an image, and whether his existence was definite was beyond my knowledge, and that I may never know until death, and still may not know after that. There was more than one answer to find divinity and enlightenment, some chose to leave their problems to a higher power. Eventually I found that to be lazy and that brought no improvement to who I really was, just a bunch of excuses and blame on everything that wasn't there to escape the shames of my own decision. I will not become like them. I will not use "God" as an escape from the world, I will no longer blindly follow a flawed path filled with contradicting sheep! I will become a wolf. I will find my own! I will do good because I choose to, every sin, everything I do, I will acknowledge my own free will and live by it, accepting the choices I make no matter what, and if I am to be shamed,  So be it.  If I must fall to hell for the decisions I have made during this lifetime. I will accept it. This is my choice, my will. I may no longer follow religion, but that never meant that I never understood God. I was taught he was understanding, loving, and forgiving. He knows where my heart is. How I feel. Why I made these decisions. He knows if I'm truly good or not, and I don't need to follow anyone to know that.

The very second I walked out of the line I felt it. The glaring eyes of the sheep. Everyone I once saw as friends and comrades no longer saw me as friend, or family. To them I was worse than any sinner, any murderer, rapist, or fornicator. They saw me as defective. Crazy. The love I had for them remained the same, yet the love they had for me quickly dispersed. It hurt. But it only showed me the true ways of those I call friends, and family.

I felt alone.

It hurts.

I believed in Humanity, the biggest of all disappointments, upsets. Mankind bound to their desires, ambitions and uttermost useless cause. As these self-righteous bastards force their beliefs upon one other, relentlessly shamelessly. And all those who didn't follow in the same line as every other fucking sheep and had the nerve to develop individual thought were cut down like blades of grass. How dare you judge me for my choices, and you live your life of deception lies, distrust, constant shame, no I am not perfect, no I am not holier than thou, but I know I am better than what bullshit........... Humans..... this body so unnecessary.

It's a plague.

Mankind.....has fallen in my eyes.

I must save mankind.... from themselves. Even if I have to become the enemy.

Future

When I was younger I used to look into the future. The future was my only escape in a world that felt boxed in my wings were withheld against my will. I sat there alone and waited patiently for chance to get away and escape to the future.

When I was younger I gazed into the future and I could see everything. I could see my dreams coming to a reality, I saw wealth, happiness, satisfaction, content, and love. I saw a future that only offered the best for me. My future will be bright.

When I escaped, I met new friends, and I was no longer alone. I found a pack of wolves I could relate to, and as I looked into the future, I saw everything. I saw fun, discovery, and happiness. My future seemed exciting.

When I saw you, and in your eyes, I saw the future, and in the future, I saw everything, because I saw you. You were my everything. In that future, only you and I existed, nothing else.

When You and I finally made love I looked into the future and I could see everything. I could see you as my wife, I could see our household, kids, perhaps a dog, happiness. I could see you, holding my hand and that was all I needed. My future looked promising.

When we parted ways, I took a shower and sat down for a second to think. I thought about the past, I thought about you... At first I thought, "I'll simply continue on." I didn't expect that it'd take this long. I didn't expect it to hurt this much. I tried to find the future, the future I once saw, the love I once had, was forever lost.

As time progressed and placed the memories of the past in the past. I looked into the mirror. As I gazed into the eyes of my reflection I sought out my future. I stared deep, looking for my future, and I found it...

In my future... I saw nothing. I didn't see all of those things I originally saw. I didn't see a path to success, love, or happiness.... In my future, all I saw was me. In my future I saw myself, standing in at a road that had various paths, some leading to other paths, some returning to the original.

In my future, I saw everything. and everything....was me. I wasn't sure where I was going as I walked down this road, but one thing remained certain- I was going somewhere. Over the time somewhere I didn't understand what this meant. It was clear that I forgot why was my future was so important in the first place. I forgot my dreams.... I forgot about my future.....

I forgot.

Arc & Status [vol.5]

Time for an update, been trying to do things differently and life is starting to move forward. Finally got a job so now I can look forward to happy income and leave those broke melancholy days behind me. Saying that actually  puts a smile on face. Speaking of face, I deactivated my Facebook account temporarily. I feel like I'm doing to much on there nowadays and I have a lot of stuff to do on my personal agenda. I've been sticking to my workout, getting some results, which is also cool. I'm gonna have to push harder though. Trying to turn the tables around and win I suppose. After all I said this I will accept no more losses. So I'm breaking myself down and rebuilding myself to win. I'm sorry I haven't been consistent with updates. Usually when I come to Blogger the ideas leave my head and I start half-assing my work, but I'm pretty sure no matter what I release and you might think some of my work is great, but to me it's gonna always be garbage, and that is a good thing. I'm trying to return to a more reclusive/self-productive nature so I can go further towards my goal of putting myself out there. If you still trying to keep up with me, I appreciate you reading this, I will still be on twitter however.

Much Love to everyone out there.
Dueces.

Infinity

I was just thinking how much I've learned regarding human nature, technology, and the world. Information that passes through the world comes to me and information that passes me goes to the world. I can take time to research things, and see what gets people moving; how we share our knowledge, how we share our emotions, passion, influences, ideas, dreams, tastes. It's like a universal form of Unity, and I guess in some sense the Internet is a part of that although it can be used for malicious means... I heard once that know one every really changes, I told him to shut the hell up and look at the world now, look at the investment of mankind and where we stand now, still growing. They said the skies the limit, but we passed the sky and went into space. Space is considered to be infinite, so as the universe, and as long as mankind exists... the the will of Humanity is Infinite.

That is the power of Infinity.

Still Moment..... [Loser]

We laughed for that one minute. She checked her cell and it was time to go... before she walked off she slowed down and looked back at me...

I smiled and waved good bye, I'll catch ya later! Haha!
[A]

We laughed for that one minute. She checked her cell and it was time to go... before she walked off she slowed down and looked back at me...


I smiled and walked off with her, "Yo mind if I call you later on?"
[B]
 
We laughed for that one minute. She checked her cell and it was time to go... before she walked off she slowed down and looked back at me...


Back to work
 
[C]
 
We laughed for that one minute. She checked her cell and it was time to go... before she walked off she slowed down and looked back at me...


I just stoood there and watched her leave.
 
[D]
 
I should've chose B. -facepalm-!!!!
 
 
If you play it safe all your life and never take a chance...Then what do you expect?... Welcome to loneliness homie.

Lust (Am I a Monster?) [+18] Part One.

If I were to have a "problem" or "weakness" I'd say sexual appetite.... but then again. I'm mad reserved. So even when I grasp those passionate embodiments of desire I hold my ground, because you never know when they're ready to self-destruct. Then again, I want to just lay down with a female enjoy company, laugh, and relax as I love her sensibly [then turn that chick around and fuck that bitch senselessly]. I never lose my morals and standards [but at times I feel like I want/need to do the damn thing.]

Hold up...
Hold up...

Did you just laugh? I know you ain't laughin....


Sometimes I sit and watch others who like to hit up and fuck others, and I'm like, "Eww.... how the hell do they do that?" I'm not saying I have a case of nympomania, but after dumb ass events I decided I don't want a relationship.

[So what you want?]

Someone I can chill and talk to, laugh make jokes, take it easy and relax with then after that [me and her can go into the backseat, she can reverse cowgirl as I smack her ass and pull her and bend her back like an attack from a monster, until that freaky slut just cums all in my lap and as she moans and groans, I can only help but laugh at her squeals and reactions as I discover the filthy the shit that bitch just loves to do.....Woah. I'm ego trippin.]

What if she's not into sex?

[Then she's about to be. I'll break her in like fresh timbs as I go on a climbing spree!]

But I'm a good guy?

[What the fuck does this have to do with this situation? She acts goody goody, give her the knob and she'll slob on your dick like it's fucking bacon! Are you hungry? Then please try these nuts in then after I cum on you face I test your butt!!!]

WOAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!


[What?]

Not cool.

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By the way check out this interesting article on Nymphomania and brain activity.
http://www.slate.com/id/2287146/?gt1=38001

Random Shit [Food, Kobe, and Dirty Coons]

I was chilling at the school for a bit and a friend of mine threw this up....
I hope no one gets this hungry or it's game set and match!

EPIC MEAL TIME







KOBE BRYANT IS BLACK MAMBA.


Ok I couldn't wait to see this crazy shit ever since I saw the trailer.





Here's the ...wait it's only 5 minutes?.... Cool. -shrug-



Best 5 minutes I've ever wasted.

And time for nature's lil thief....




I'm out!

Observation about The Levels of "Love"

This is a reply to a message that a Ash sent me:


Ash:
RT"@FactsAboutBoys: The difference between "like" "love" and "in love" is the same as the difference between "for now" "for a while" and "forever"" --> ha !!
I believe u can love someone without being in love with them.


Arc:


I meant to post this:




When I experienced "Love" I never thought about the differences about "like", "love", or "in love". I never thought about "how long" or "how much". I just knew that this was a person I cared about alot and I wanted her in my life, one can even say need, and I would do anything necessary to keep us together. I simply saw only her in the end. But it's funny how something like that could be simple for me, but complicated for her.


Don't blur your vision with nonsense.

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I wonder..... I really never believed in the differences... When I told her I loved her, that's what I meant, and I would do all that I could or atleast what I felt was right to an extent.

"I think you love me, but you're not in love with me."

That sentence pisses me off so much you have no clue. So I ask those very same people who see love like that, what kind of overexaggerated bullshit you feel that love should be? Because if all I see are you and me, then where am I fucking up at? I have plenty of friends and they piss me off all the time, but at the end of the day I know they have my back, and if we do get mad at each other we're willing to work out our differences and compromise. So if I don't have to go to war with my fellow man, then why the fuck must I battle my lady? Or better yet my lover?


Comment.

Arc & Status [vol.4] Back to work Edition

If you haven't been tuned in, last month's been a mixture of slacking/mixed/productivity/job attempts, if you have but couldn't tell then all I can say is.... OF COURSE NOT! I HAVEN'T POSTED ANYTHING AS OF LATELY!!!! Which is kinda funny compared to my January section which I did at least 15  posts, February only helped me produce a measly 2. How depressing. Anyway, as I promised I'm making changes to the site, I need to update the love and lust sections, I have started working on a script for my first vid, which will be an introduction to the future content to come, as well as some other stuff. I'm considering posting info on games and gaming, because it might make things easy to combine everything into one which equals myself, instead of trying to put limits on the blog, because some days I just either watching vids from various games or vids that I thought was interesting. So instead of sharing that ish on Facebook, it would be mad resourceful to share all of my links and videos here with you all on The Infinite Space.

With that being said, pretty soon I plan to temporarily deactivate my facebook so that I can focus more on this blog and original content. Once I get the ball rolling I will return. I will remain on twitter so you can add me at Arc_Christelle.

Other than that, any feelings regarding this, comment or send me a message or something.

Let's put some people out there!!!


EclektikMindz


First some of my homies from AiA, Rahyel Wiley (Izzy), and Markus Pedro Caban (MPC). Two dudes during the days of 440, sat around and making beats and whatnot started a group or a label.  Their vibe runs from awkward to mad depth.

You can check their stuff on Facebook,

http://www.facebook.com/pages/EclektikMindz/143807718969911

You can check out MPC's ish on SoundCloud.

http://soundcloud.com/mmark5466


The Drifters (Session Part 2) by MPC (Markus Pedro Caban)

They're getting mad followers, you should check it out when you get a chance including my boy Ray Bolden aka Bobby Swole!

The Big 5-0

This entire week I've been out of ATL so if you have been looking for me (Which I doubt, I'm unstalkable. lol) you've been outta luck. I've been in Camden for an entire week of "Oh So Lovely" Fail. Remember, once I past the lines and enter the town my phone loses all hope, meaning I'm not receiving any texts or calls until I leave tomorrow. In my free time I've been planning for the Infinite Space series, I got a pretty solid story and concept going, it's time to put it on paper. Look forward to more artwork and possibly some more stories-poems/etc.



Yesterday my moms had her 50th Birthday Party (Her Birthday was on the 7th actually.) and she requested that I came back for her party, (which I agreed, I really have nothing better to do at the moment lol). My week kinda went like this.....

Sunday - Sore Throat
Monday- Coughing/Running Nose
Tuesday -Coughing up mucus/holding off trip back to Camden for Wednesday.
Wednesday- Heads to Montgomery, then suddenly realizes he is in Alabama..... and sick.
Thursday- Tolerates little cousin's terrible DSL connection/cough/dies/revives/sleep for today.
Friday- Day of Mom's party, Cold settles down a bit, Got a haircut and felt fresh and confident, then suddenly I get trolled and my day goes to all hell. Get's questioned about the "fro".

As I entered the community center, I was heavily irritated, but tried to smile. (That wasn't happening. It's already hard to smile when nothing's going on.) I was surrounded by Dinosaurs and Relatives. I truly felt what it was like to be left behind in Jurassic Park.

Then I realized that I kinda became discriminating towards older people, (probably because I was always around family and older people.) Fears started to swarm in my head that it'll always be like this. (I remember I had a terrible nightmare that I was living with my mom again. Old people always reminded me of my mortality, and that kinda sucks when you're not as successful as you'd like to be with your life or in my case, single.

-DEPRESSION-

Man, I hate parties, I hate parties with my family, and most of all I hate parties with old people.
People looked at me asking who I was and why did I look so upset, despite the fact that so many people knew my mother but very few knew who I was when I'm in Camden, Alabama, unlike when I was in Youngstown, Ohio where everybody knew, My father (who passed when I was 7.) There would be people I've never met in my life and they could just look at me and already knew, "Is this Dee Dee's son??"

And as much as I felt like saying fuck this. I looked at my mom. She was out enjoying herself, she worked hard to make this happen and spent all week preparing for the party and Valentine's Day Baskets for extra money. Thinking about my mom's happiness dissolved my selfish attitude. (Well most of it.) And I got up and danced with her for a bit. Later on I left the party early, I'm too young to be in a 50+ party.

All in all she had a great time, and that's what made me happy, 50 is like the peak of a human lifespan in my opinion, I hope my mother stays around for many more.

Happy Birthday Ma.

Now Loading......... [Stage 1-3]

Sorry about the lack of updates this week. I kinda took a break for the moment. I got some ideas in mind and some updates planned for this blog so stay updated. You see the Love and Lust pages? I plan on adding some females in there soon with some more ish sooo..... yep. The page will be going through some more personal changes including my personal artwork, strips, etc.

Just know that I plan to make things a whole lot more interesting in the future.

Arc Christelle has a twitter up, and haven't put shit up on it or followed anyone at the moment, but if you'd like me to follow you or you got any questions, comments, statements, rants, etc, follow me at @Arc_Christelle

drop questions and shit at #AskArc and I'll check it out and even return with a video response.... maybe, hopefully definitely. If there's anything you'd like to see in the future let me know. -shrugs- But for the most part I will be leaving Atlanta for a week to go to my mom's birthday, she finally hitting the big 50. So much love to her and whatnot.

For the most part enjoy the break and check out some of the posts and drop some comments...please? or atleast follow me. Gawd. For now, I'm outtie.

Till Next Time, this has been the Infinite Space.

Arc & Status [vol.3]

Geezus. This week has sucked for me. I appreciate the views and that one guy from Canada who just so happened to stumble onto my page. Mad love/props whatever. This blog is doing pretty decent so you can be sure that this isn't the source of suck at the moment. The source of suck was from my lack of funds this week and the inevitable running out of food. Those cup ramen tried their best to last. Yesterday I had no food but some frost burned pork chops which felt like I was chewing leather. Like seriously my teeth are still aching..... But with all that said I might be taking a break after this week on the blog to prepare some more content to add to the blog, like some artwork, banners, ads, shit like that. Some extras and stuff. New laptop coming soon. So yep....

Anyway. Check these mofos out.

My boy Van (V.C.Productions) has been working some stuff you might wanna check out when you get a chance. If you want to buy some instrumentals or anything from him.  He's an audio major from AiA and a colleague of mine.






check out his Youtube page!!

http://www.youtube.com/user/cville15



In other news, if you like the news like I do, but like to laugh at funny shit in the news check out The Onion News Network on IFC and if you don't have IFC watch Onion SportDome on Comedy Central, both of those shows are funny as hell.




And............. Snakes.





Look for a few more updates and some more to come....

The Ultimate Contradiction

Perfection.

[per-fek-shuhn]
–noun

1. the state or quality of being or becoming perfect.

2. the highest degree of proficiency, skill, or excellence, as in some art.

3. a perfect embodiment or example of something.

4. a quality, trait, or feature of the highest degree of excellence.

5. the highest or most nearly perfect degree of a quality or trait.

6. the act or fact of perfecting.

-Definition from Dictionary.com
 
To become perfect, to become flawless. The impossible, the unattainable. This is a goal of mine. To achieve the status of the Ultimate Contradiction. To be perfect is to become flawless, which cause a severe flaw, because without flaws, we lack what makes us who we are; the mistakes and choices that shaped us to be who we are. Therefore, the thing that was once "Perfect" is no longer. But obtaining that very same flaw gives what is necessary to become "Perfect". Therefore making it Perfect. That's right you just got looped.
 
 
Welcome to The Infinite Space.

Make Me Forget (Her)

I'm a man who has been broken into. My box is empty, my hearts been stolen and shattered. The once red stained glass has become purple as I've been tossed aside. Left alone, only memories remain. The memories of the past events, the feelings of love. That shit only exists to haunt me. Her voice, her touch, the passion, from the thought of the deep breaths to the sensous moans. The happiness, the sadness. All of it I hate it. I've been plagued and I can't escape it. It all vexes the once hardened wolf.

A wild beast can't be domesticated!

Take this shit away from me! Ugh!

I want to forget it all! I want to toss it all aside just like she did me!
Fuck that bitch! I hate her!!!
Gah! I don't want to remember it! None of it! NONE OF IT!!! I FUCKING HATE THESE THOUGHTS! WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!

I don't want to smile..... I gave everything and now.... I have nothing. But memories and lessons....


Then there's you. Beautiful sweet you. You have no clue about what you're getting into... You only know as much about me as I let you know. Neither you nor her can ever comprehend me, she feared me.... and so will you....

I'm asking you to take care of me.

Allow me to use you, allow me inside you. Tonight let me love you. I want to get trapped in your phermones to the point where my mind is wiped clean of everything. Tonight, only you and I exist. Clense me of a once innocent purity, and free me of such a damning past. Show me you're better. Take my mind away, I am yours.

Use me!

Fuck me until the point nothing matters, I don't drink often and I don't smoke, I guess the only true high is from you.

Free me, from the cage of memories.

Free me, from the grasp of the past.

Free me, from myself and my heart.


I am only a wild dog, and now you're my bitch.

Randoms of The Day.

I love reading Sinfest, I find the comic strip quite amusing. Tatsuya Ishida got mad skill when it comes to humor and style, check it out when you get a chance. Slick, Monique, Squiggy, and others mocking life and society. You know, sane humor.



You can read more comic strips at http://www.sinfest.net/

Also look out for Yenny by Dave Alvarez, I'm also a big fan of that too.  Yenny's trying to to be a super model but besides her voluptuous curves her only other down fall is her feet.




I hear the comic is supposed to be getting an animated series soon, so you might want to check that out.

http://gocomics.com/yenny/

http://davealvarezstudio.blogspot.com/

The Trinity of Success and Failure.

Money, Power, Women..........

For a man all three has all to offer, yet they all have the power to bring a man to a self-destructive demise.

"As I smile sitting on tops of stacks of cash my name rises to be used in every household atleast 20 times a day. Your child wants to be just like me, your girl would like to fuck me, and you'd do anything to bow to me. Idolize me, worship me, praise me, watch me, and if you're good enough, then you too can be like me. HA! Just playing ya! You can never get anywhere trying to be me."

These are the words of a man who has fallen off the path.

The money was necessary in order to survive in my society and live comfortably, the power was in order to control my destiny, the women or woman was to ensure a source of companionship, "love" and a future opportunity for ensuring the continuation of my legacy. All three of these used responsibly in order to make it. It takes a wise man to survive, and a great man to make it.

Keep in mind as you move on throughout the future to be aware of these three benefits, because within your very foundation of the road to happiness lies the intent to corrupt and destroy everything you were, and all you've believed in.

As you obsess over your income your ideas and thoughts become jaded. As you once shared with the world, the puriest of intent, filled with heart and drive, you now lack the need to continue what you desired to show out of your work. Sales matter, it's all about business baby, dolla dolla bills y'all!! You alter yourself to the beat of insecurity as you flaunt your superficiality and no one seems to have a problem with it since you're still making money and kids are eating it up right? So let's feed them ignorance.

As you rise in the ranks of the company you once kissed the feet of, you once planned to bring you insight into the future of the company and be the best thing since, now every move you make is only to gain what those who were once before you had. You no longer take risks, fuck that, and if it's true but doesn't make you look good, the best option is to deny it. Good guys end up homeless in the corporate world and dead in the underground.

The women, the bitches, the hoes, even if you don't call them bitches collectively verbally from the tongue, you can't deny you haven't thought about it. They prey upon a man to devour his dreams in order to satisfy selfish goals, dreams, and agendas of their own. Your insatiable lust and your loneliness leaves you open for female dogs, but then what does it matter to you? You're getting pussy, that pussy wasn't there yesterday but now it is here today, and you can have it any way. The confidence of being able to have what you want and do what you want without judgement, because face it, everybody wants a piece of you and you're the mothafucka the shit. Well so you believe....

As those three advantages build up your self esteem, powering up your arrogance, because now that you have what you want you no longer need to believe in dreams, the money create the users out of the bitches you tried to abuse, who point out the flaws in your power, leaving you open to hit you where it hurts, that little empty space in your heart while taking everything and leaving nothing.

Passion.
Love.
Dedication.
Recognation.
If you lose focus all will be lost to the point where even the Infinite Space cannot save you.

Take heed my friend.

Arc & Status [vol.2]

You know with college there's things I would like to discuss, which I probably will in future updates. Observations of a Generation filled Y's is a look back at the current generation, tech-savvy, with a lot handed down, but still lack a lot in order for this country to prosper. I learned alot in my time in college (still am) and I made a lot of friends. One of the most important things I'm learning is that college, teaches and trains others to work for others. A wise student will create their own and profit from it instead of letting schools profit on you.

Much love to all my viewers all 5.....6....7....of you.....

ANYWAYS! Yep. Always push for the best and let's strive together to change the future. This is dedicated to everyone out there who strive for better.

DAILY PROMOS

When I was in AiA I met a woman that was just too cool and funky, Keisha Boston, aka DaMadScientist, Krazie Keisha, etc. now Mrs. Keisha Veras! lol. She taught me a lot when I was in Aia right before I left. I think the most insightful time with her was during a ride back to North Avenue and I got to talk to her about attending school. It's funny that even with the lessons I still made mistakes, but it's never too late, so keep your head up!


She's the creative affiliate of the label Knight Life, led by Keisha Knight (different Keshia) who is the lead singer of Indika Rocks, keeping it positive, in order to make the world a better place.
Check out her page and INDIKA ROCKS with her latest single- Seasons Change.
http://www.knight-lifeent.com/aboutus.html





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All fans of Nujabes rejoice, check out ihiphopanonymous's Youtube page. He has various using music from Nujabes, Fat Jon, Nas, Common, Mos Def, and others. R.I.P. Jun Seba -aka Nujabes (1974-2010)



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It's been awhile since I've listened to some stuff from MaxieDaMan or DJ Max-E. But it appears he's still out there making tracks and he's still dope. Check out some of his tracks and remixes from games like Street Fighter III both 2nd Impact and 3rd Strike and plenty other games like Sonic and Knuckles.

http://www.youtube.com/user/MaxieDaMan#p/a/u/2/mHyMEgcQGGQ


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May the future be with you.

Observations of a Generation Filled With Y's.

The Youtube generation, once were thrusted into Myspace, filled with all the info on their personal space which now you can read in a book with their face. We wake up seeing Bill come into Monica and watch him leave out the House of White or well the House where once only white men tread, speaking of Bush and before, now we've got the Son of Hope, Obama to make up for it. But hope comes easy, and leaves even quicker with impatience, because you can't have the world given to you in one day.

With an iPod in hand, laptop in another, we believe in Google Almighty for with Google all things are possible, productively or non-productively. A generation of kids who want to sit, relax, and have fun while getting things leisurely done. We're all think we're special every last one. Well not exactly all of us, because a lot are socially witheld, since the most form of communication is done online or Xbox Live.

I read once that my generation will lack in culture, and originality, as we post everything through Youtube and blogs, it was once believed that the spirit of art is dead and culture. As I look at my generation I can't help but to wonder as well.... All I see is pop, and now I'm yelling "No Pop"like I'm Common. Club hits are what's marketed and pop trendy house music.....blech.

Every once in a while you can find some real stuff you can play, but most of the time you gotta look back in time faraway. To escape the ignorance, you gotta dig deep in the dirt to find that diamond of relativity. As anime and Toonami inspired some of us and we learned lessons, for some it made us stupid, for others it was just ignored.

As we photoshop, illustrate, indesign, whatever the hell and create, even the silliest of ish in the world can be considered art through one eyes, and nonsense in another. So what's the use of believing we're special? Because it's been that way throughout time and history. The greatest lesson I've learned is that Art is Style. But still that lesson, hasn't been learned throughout the majority of my generation, so the future looks scary. As for-profit schools and colleges target us with welcoming arms, promising us the gift of creativity and the knowledge to create our own, but in return we are not catered for and these efforts become wasted, as loans are withdrawn, placing us in debt. We desperately search for work, but a job is not what you get. A generation of worker bees, I wonder out of how many of is a boss. I know longer seek to change the plate that's been handed to me, but to create a new one of my own. Seeking power to crush what has already been placed before me and create a new world with in it's ashes. I'm a dreamer, and perhaps I have dreams like everyone else, but I have dreams to create with the tools an empire for the future, unlike all the rest.



Once I looked at the world and this Generation with intolerance and arrogance, but despite my disapproval for the path the world takes; remember pay attention, because in due time the world will change.

I'm apart of the New Generation, coming in hard with the 2nd Impact, as we prepare to win with a 3rd Strike.




Mankind shall have the Earth, for the Infinity of Space will always be mine.

-Arc Christelle

Random Shit of The Day.

My friend Maurice showed it to me, hilarious. I guess that's a symbol of when you're doing a good thing.

Arc Christelle is the name.

I was asked a while back about my name. Well, actually I've been asked numerous times about it. Questions like, what exactly does it mean, etc. Other than that it's a pretty name???

But the name Arc Christelle is an alias designed to fit more of an egotistical side of me. The passionate perverted views of a creative person. (There was one time I wanted to do erotic art and pin-up.) The name is used to define my side as a romantic and a deviant, perhaps even as a narcississt. So when I release these types of stories or graphic images of a sensuous nature, I choose to do it under the pen-name, "Arc Christelle."

I often tell people, there's "Young Anti, Cal, and then there's Arc Christelle." Young Anti was an alias I had back in 2006 originally when I joined Xbox Live, because the style of "Anti" which was saying "One against everything" fitted my nature at the time. So that name strives to take on all culture in order to create a culture of it's own. In my Tales of Infinite Space, before Arc Christelle came to be, there was once a man named ANTI who journeyed to New Babylon to face the man known as KING. Anti wants nothing more than to destroy King in order to gain power, enough power to change the world into his own image. Ironically they were one in the same. In the end, Anti loses everything and becomes one with Hero ultimately becoming a new being, and destroys The Order of New Babylon. As the story of the happening spreads across the globe, a wandering stranger is asked his name, he responds with, a fabricated alias, Arc Christelle.

In a way each of my aliases/pen-names have become characters in my own universe, expressing different sides of me. As time will pass down I will share more about the character, "Arc Christelle" and the story of his journey through The Infinite Space as well as his past.

Arc & Status [vol.1]

Well It's not the ideal update I wanted to give you, but it's been something on my mind that I wanted to post so I gave you "My Bitch Tastes Like Candy". I wanted to point out the type of men immature women tend to create, that pretty much turns into a loop of petty heartbreakers and players. Then those women who were once meant to be considered lovers and equals are now seen as booty on the ass market. Those men, who once had love and believed in the opposite, eventually gave them what they wanted, confusion.

Anyway. Clear the air because that isn't what this blog is about. I hope you like the new tracks I added to the Infinite Space, including "Out on a Limb" by the late Teena Marie and "Lay It Down" by Lloyd and Patti LaBelle.

Out on a Limb actually gave me a lot of inspiration on my next post, which will be out soon, sorry for the delay, but yesterday sucked balls for me. Other than that drop a comment or follow me on this blog. I might be releasing a whole new Twitter account soon, to replace my old one so be on the look out for that if you want to contact me, or just look me up on facebook, "Arc Christelle". Even though that might be too personal, but I guess I'm willing to be friendly.

DAILY PROMOS
And check out these other pages while you're at it.

At Anime Weekend Atlanta I met Sheena Wiley, one of the coolest people I know from Virginia and she even let me record an interview with her and Michael Sinterniklaas, the voice of Dean Venture from "The Venture Bros." an animated series on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim block. I asked if I could promote KI TV on the blog and it was go.

So check it when you get a chance!

http://kianime.spruz.com/

Here's some vids of the lovely Sheena Wiley at work!


 

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Other than that look forward to some more upcoming posts and stories from me, your guide into The Infinite Space, Arc Christelle.

My Bitch Tastes Like Candy

I remember a time when I respected women... I was a kid then. Now... I got some chivalrous views at times, but now I'm more of a rudie.  I often find myself calling females bitches, but when I think of past experiences. I actually feel justified. That's not even the messed up part.

You know me right? Well you say you do. You love me right? Pfft. You and your nonsense, how cute. How could love me with such emotions on your sleeves? You lack the patience to comprehend the understanding of one who is the likes of me. You love me now you hate me later, you can't even make up your fucking mind as I stay by patiently waiting on you to decide. Now you try to control me. You mean now you can't stand who I am, what I do, what I believe in, none of that? Then why the hell were you with me in the first place?? Now that I'm not the dog you intended for me to be, but a wolf that runs freely... You hate me.

What a surprise. Now you're trying to play me. You see other opportunities? Take 'em because I know it like you know it. He can promise you everything you wanted to hear, but'll soon come up short, and no man will never love you like I loved you, and no man would never put up with the shit that I put up with. You piss me off as you look at me with eyes of emptiness. You no longer love me? After every sacrifice and everytime when I held your head as you cried, what? Fuck you.

I got a plan.

Every woman is thin like paper, so I'll play 'em until I get my fill, then leave 'em once I get annoyed, after all there's always another girl down the road. She can suck and fuck with the best, expect my love but nonetheless I.....don't. As I leave her those feelings last forever, in her head I'm immortal, but to me? She was good now it's done.

As I give the following females dick they laugh and taunt each other quick, combating for my affection, yet they fail in my since they don't know it's no contest. That's right bitch, you're all hoes.

I keep it up, undescriminately, whether she loved me or not, I dealed with too much bullshit to care less to use these bitches until the day one of these chicks have my child then all I can say is..... Damn?

Honestly, I wouldn't know how to react to getting a girl pregnant because a bad reaction just seems rude, yet I'm not prepared to be a father, dude.

-sigh-

If she has daughter I might panic, because of what becomes offered. The young brat who wants to be mature, wants to be a grown up, wants to do grown up things, yet can't seem to fucking grow up because of the selfish way she brings. I will have to defend her from other young men who have fallen off the path like me, then deal with the audacity of this young bitch who seems to say that I can't see I can't understand the love she sees.

And that's just the easier part.

I mean... what if she becomes some kind've undercover slut or an open one? Suckin and fucking her life away???!!!! That's even worse!!! What if she gets Montana Fishburne syndome? And one day I might be surfin up some porno or looking through dirty mags and I see my beautiful daughter taking a money shot right in the face. Embarassing.

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Now if she bore me a son. I guess it would be easier, because all I have to do is teach him how to play these young girls and how to avoid the bitches who want in on his heart. We will give him praise as he joings the almighty "Dick-her then ball hards" and give him props as he makes the hearts of both young and grown women stop. Placing them in the swirl of emotions promising the false love in exchange for exchange of a work-out of the body. You clever devil, you. That way, we can go out vacation, meet a trifling mother and her daughter tag-team then we leave em, talk about em when we get home.

Then when his day come for a child, just read up a few paragraphs the loop is solid.

Not a planned future, neither is it definite, but it is possible. Just pointing out what will happen if you don't get your shit together.

I am Arc Christelle..... and this has been, The Infinite Space.

New Morning, Getting Right on a Saturday.

Ok sooo..... This year just starting and in two more months it'll be a year of being single and involuntary celibacy...... Yeah.... I can be go on without a girlfriend for the moment as for the celibacy... You see my last relationship left me kinda heart broken, not only that, but picky as hell. Especially when you had a girl that was the mothafuckin shit, and now you got to find a new female to ride that lap. GAH! ANYWAYS....... Yes, I am getting personal. I told you that in the re-intro, this blog is all about effin me!!!! So..... I've met girls that were cool and all, probably some that even liked me (Too bad I wasn't interested....And then I kind've made it a rule that the next female I give my time to had to be right on the spot or delightfully delicious! Actually looking at these pictures of Yaris Sanchez and Domican Poison (aka Mizz Issy [I love her breasts... >_>]) I want a She either gotta be black or latin (Dominican, Cuban, Brazilian) possibly an Italian girl.....  hopefully not the Jersey Shore type. South African girls are fine as hell too. But anyway, all that shit aside, I know you're reading this and you might be of another ethnicity and like.... What about White Girls, Asian Girls, etc.???? White girls are fly and if I had girl that look like a Korean popstar or Ayumi Hamasaki or even better Kumi Koda... Dayummmmm!!!!!!!!! Happiness..... I love all women, and everything about them, and having that perfect beauty you can be yourself and share with is just beautiful.... But still I'm..... not ready for anything too serious. Right now I just need some pussy to douse late night depression. But unlike the most.... I don't care what you say pussy has a face and the girl who gives it to ya has one too. Not to mention the bullshit that a lot of girls, not women, but girls will put you through and will never find out its unecessary. Girls will be girls, and there's a difference between women who want the best and deserve the best. Believe me.

But enough lust. Since I don't have a job at the moment, and it's too late to register for these classes that Arc Christelle gives no damn about. I'm about to work on my body and get in shape. Seriously, I'm cute right???? But I'm a big guy, some girls think it's cute, some girls think it's fat. Welcome to reality. I kind've been missing female company and I'm tired of being the sober guy around my homies, because I don't drink with guys or girls I share no interest in.

So since I got the free time... why not work out? Other than that, work on my art work, Arc Christelle Chibis and whatnot, as well as prepare a love story for ya. Part One is called The Journey into The Infinite Space. It's a Three Parter to get ya started I should have it written down later on today and ready to post either today or tomorrow, I promise... keep your head up.

And anybody who like's music check out Rob Roy, I like his two tracks Carmencita and Fur in My Cap. My roomate/friend Byron put me on it through Childish Gambino, (aka Donald Glover, you may have seen him in NBC's The Community and those funny ass Derrick Comedy vids on Youtube.)

Here's some vids:






Also check out Cyantific's "Obey" for the Drum & Bass Heads out there!



Speaking of Drum & Bass check out
http://thehamradio.wordpress.com/ - The HAMradio will keep you updated with your fix.

As well as my homie DJDonE's works

[insert Link here] -I'll update it when he give's me the damn link.

And my big sis and best friend Ashleah Jackson's blog:

http://sothisishowashfeels.blogspot.com/
And get hit by that wave of honesty from a poet like Ash herself.

Me..... I'm just gonna keep writing dirty stories and mindfucking people into my infinite space........

Spread Love
Deuces,

-Arc Christelle

New Years Resolutions

I posted this a while back on Facebook, but I figured I'll throw it up here for my followers, like all 5 of youse. Much love. but here goes.

Tomorrow's 2011 and believe it or not..... I actually have goals for next year.












Financial:



Getting a Damn Job.

Educational:



Raising my GPA, then possibly transferring.

Health:



Get in shape or tone up.

Social:



Make new friends while having a great time with current ones.









Stuff I actually care about (That's right):







For 2011 I seek reformation and artistic enlightenment, as well as scientific enlightenment. I wish to incorporate more into my artwork, as well as try to become more imaginative. I want to study programming so that I can become an effective director and a true leader.







Things I want to incorporate into my Artwork.



Flowers

Shapes

Mecha

Sex

Lights

Beasts

Sci-Fi









I want to spend 2011 studying the following.



Programming

Character Design/Life Drawing

Background Design/Environments

Female Form/ Nude Work

History

Art/Science

Philosophy, perhaps even Religion

Innovation

Unity3D

Adobe CS

/Internets/Blog:







So I finally started my blog on gaming, the current name is Broken Gamer, but I might switch the name to Strictly Casual, but I aim to say that "Gaming is for everyone." I haven't been updating it and it's gonna be a while before I start faithfully updating it, but once I get this laptop I'm down. Check it out sometime.







http://www.broken-gamer.blogspot.com/







My goal for that this year is to get it going as well as try to update it as much as possible weekly.







My older blog, http://www.universoul-love.blogspot.com/ or The Ghost Planet. Will be a blog that would be more focused on myself, how I feel etc. I aim to return to posting on that website as well. Hopefully giving something to relate to in a poetic or pissed sense. It's been awhile sense I've updated that too, but check it out once you get a chance.







Which brings me back to something. My biggest goal, is to be able to dedicate myself to something and stick with it until the very end.







Gaming:



I'm not really a competitive player, but I do enjoy going to tournaments. I look forward to spending my time possibly playing some casuals and networking, as well as doing interviews for my blog and eventually live streams. I want to push gaming as a culture and become an influence.







I want to play more games with the upcoming year. When we lost all of the consoles, I feel as if I missed out on a lot of tittles, new and old. But I have also became disappointed with a lot of titles as well. So once I get some cash I'm buying a Dreamcast. The fun on that is timeless..... trust me.







Not to mention I want to play Third Strike, it's been a long ass time since I've had any 3S matches.











No big changes. Just stay cool and remain fly-unfly infinite.







Damn, I could use my own computer.



And there you have it.

Re-Introduction

It's been awhile since I've been posting lately, and for the most part, I've been trying to express how I feel through these posts. Honestly I feel that my posts have been half-hearted and overly bitter. Too much emotional baggage to achieve the original goal, "To inspire change." But when I think about it, I don't want people to see me as some greater figure or anything. I just want to express how I feel. I guess that would be a proper way to do a blog, to put myself out there to see if anyone can relate or even take interest. I love the following things, Art, Technology, Science, and Women. Calvin Fordham, or YOUNG ANTI. The guy who loves to have fun and take things easy. Laid back and smiling, but since I'm a big guy I'll even say jolly. Arc Christelle represents my romantic, yet perverted nature as an "Artist". That word no longer holds any value to me though it still has meaning. I seek peace yet I'm starting to lose myself in the negativity. I don't want to become a monster, I don't want to use, or abuse anyone. Yet I know somewhere inside I want to hurt the ones I love and those who have done wrong to me. Like those who've hurt me. In the end the satisfaction lacks and they become option I could do without.

Erase Me

When you see me do memories return and you cringe? Or do you laugh at me and continue on with your life?  Have you forgotten me as you've abandoned me in the debris of everything I once had, everything I once loved, everything I gave a fuck about?! My world, my precious world is gone and there's nothing left!!! All that exists is me! I am everything, but to you I will forever be nothing! The box that contained my heart is empty as I look around me all I see is blood, tears, and disappointment; Disappointment in myself.

I made the mistake of coming close to you...... I regret everything, thus send myself into the hell you've created for me. I fucked with you and I paid the price. Just as when you fucked my, friends, just as when you fucked my lovers in front of me, as I fucked you in front of them. Then as I made love to my lovers you smiled in the seed you planted within them, and thoughts you planted within me.

You growled at me with insecurity, heartbreak, confusion....... What the hell is going on?

I know longer understand what it is before me. Your touch was powerful enough to drive me..... Now, something's different. When I touch you I feel nothing.... Nothing but emptiness. The emptiness reflects on me, and now I have nothing. The embodiment of pure satisfaction through all means of desire has abandoned me, and once I was I finally able to open my eyes to her misdeeds. She was gone, and everything I once had is now gone.

Walking down the street I see a young beautiful woman that once looked like you, I touched her shoulder and she responded, "Do I know you?" As I looked at her with uncertainty, she walked off with the man across from the table, holding him close, promising him everything, then turned and looked at me and smiled. I sat there with angry eyes, fueling her satisfaction.


I can only lose.... to you.

And even still I refuse to lose to you. I know what you've done to everyone..... and I refuse to become one of them. I'm stronger than you think. You may be the only one who will be there, but I am a man after all... I need no one?... .Right?