Money

Can you believe that this is my 153 post?! I am shocked! To think that I have ranted and raved that many times. Wow. Well, not all my posts have been rants, but this latest one sure will be.

Money. The one adjective that I can give this green, paper necessity, is evil. Yes, I did call it green and a necessity which happen to be two worthy adjectives. It saddens me when I see people, my grandfather, overcome with greed. All he sees is money signs and all he thinks about is what he can do with the clinking coins, or the floppy bills. He is not alone in his greed. He has a fiancee who loves the money just as much, or more. I personally think more. I never talked about this situation on my blog before because I wasn't sure if I was correct in what I thought. Granted it is my blog and I can write what I please, but I hated thinking this way about my grandpa. It is sad to say, but my family is now missing our grandpa because he found it necessary to lie to us. Why would he need to lie? He didn't want us to get his money. The thing is, we didn’t want his money. We wanted him to live a happy, long life. However, we had hoped that he would spend his life with us. He doesn’t seem to love, or care about us. He blamed us for his loneliness because we didn't see him enough, we didn't care, and apparently we never did. All we wanted from him was money and the farm. I will admit that we did want the farm because it has been in the family for about seventy years. It has good memories, such as my grandmother’s art that dawns the walls. She was quite the creative person and we feared if someone new got a hold of the farm they would tear that stuff down, or paint over it. Change comes with life, however, and I just have to roll with it. If I don’t the waves of change will break me like a cheap surf board. ^_^ I haven’t even scraped the surface of my feelings for Ardell and I don’t think I ever will. My friends and family know how I feel and they always listen if I need to talk about it. I guess I’m more like Tipsi than I realized. ^_^

Now I pass it off to Talia Kushrenada.

Hmm, I have never done this. . . web journal/blogging thing. I have recently set out on my quest to become a stronger, better person. Most angels do this so they can perform their angelic duties to the gods. The gods expect us to protect their mortal creations and help when we can. Anyway, in all the history of angels going out on these quests, none have come across another angel in their party. Imagine my shock when I saw Athrael, a promising paladin, manifest wings one night on his watch. I also have other great party members who know nothing about Athrael, or myself. There are two clerics. Meldronna is a cleric of a love goddess and Lucrecia is a cleric of a purity goddess. I wish I could make Lucrecia feel better. She is a timid girl who has been through quite a bit. I hope she finds her way home. Last, but not least there is Guava. Quick wit and patience makes him an excellent party member. He is a soulknife, which I guess is a type of psion. I have only met one psion and I have to admit that he worries me. However, I don’t think I have to worry about him killing me. He has taken a liking to my brother Treize, and he has a. . . small crush on me. Endramia is a wonderful place to adventure and I hope we find Mr. Smithington. I agreed with him not to open an ancient door, but then he wanted to prove a point which proved to be a tragedy. We will bring him and his allies to justice!