Vacation, All I ever wanted

Out in the woods a man had arrived.
He wore a dark cap to hold the sun out of his eyes.
He often kept his eyes on the ground at the numerous creatures crawling over and under the brush.
His ears soaked the sound of tiwtters and knocks ringing from thetrees, and his nose, absorbed the sweet sour scent of the pines.
He collected some of the pine needles and and put them in his shirt picket. He would make hot tea with them later on.

Not long ago, his feet had felt the rumble of large trucks and the light dribbles of medium sized sedans passing by a state highway.
Well, he thought, just another day at Mother Neff State Park. Peace and Solitude, pretty much everything I had asked for. It was good, he thought,
to finally get away.

On Ambition

It was a warm summer evening and they had all gathered in the house. A few of them had been drinking, and it was getting late. Roy was defeating all his opponents in a wild game of Monopoly.
"Noooooo," Sam roared "don't put a another hotel on boardwalk, you'll finish us all off, don't you have a heart?"
Roy smiled and placed his second hotel on Boardwalk Ave.
Sam's question however remained unanswered within him. Had he no heart?
Roy came to the conclusion that he had the unique facutly to turn his heart off quite easily for long durations of time, he wondered if this was a trait shared by other humans.
Sometimes it would turn off almost effortlessly, like these wonderful wonderful moments when he was the King of Atlantic City. In these moments he felt he could live his whole life without ever needing to use that silly muscle.

Wonders of the Deep Sea

it looks like i now live in a submarine, the windows are round.
I have a moustache now as a fisherman should.
I peer out into the depths and the blackness is frankly, frightening.
The fish here look more like awful ghosts and electric insects.
The temperature is awful freezing.
I brought little rufus,
Just wanted to say hello, we are 24 nautical miles from the marianis trench.
No sign of the lochness yet, but I'll keep you posted,
Send my love to Malchiorite, Hope you are keeping the demon twins out of trouble
I'll be home soon,
Balthazar.

We will carry this message for you Balthazaar, even though we both know that you will not be leaving anytime in the near or distant future,
Yours in the Darkness,
Marianas Trench

Me and Uncle at the Bazaar

"Uncle, I hate it when I feel slow, inadequate and like I'll never measure up, you know?"
"Ha ha ha ha ha." His uncle's laugh bellowed. An awful echoing sound.
If you are a failure in this life, there is nothing to worry," he said in his deep voic, "Come , get on the bus, We are going on a tour... of your 85 billion lives!"