The Triumphant Return (A.K.A Eleven Days of Hell)

Hello My Dearest Children!

Fear not, the Doctor did not abandon you and Impact is soon to follow with a post I'm sure. We recently went on a little "soul searching" expedition in Europe, running through Amsterdam and Paris like madmen then ending up the whole shebang in Normandy at the D-Day Beaches. Amsterdam was sheer madness, hookers everywhere, pickpockets and madmen abound, it was absolutely beautiful. America claims to be the land of the free, when really were simply the home of the brave and slightly confused. Amsterdam trumps all other countries in freedom seeing as most drugs are decriminalized and you can purchase yourself some ridiculous ganja every block or so, sometimes theres even three or four coffee shops side by side on a street. If I had to pick a European nation to live in it would definitely be Holland, and I would take immediate residence in Amsterdam. Everyone is friendly, aside from the pickpockets and people running around on just about every substance known to man, but hey at least there is a bit of entertainment there. The streets stay clean, the people take care of themselves, and most people are more than willing to direct you around if you are lost and most will even go the extra mile of leading you to your destination if it isnt too far and you are legitimately lost!

Paris, on the other hand, is the polar opposite of Amsterdam, atleast in my experience. The streets are filthy, almost as dirty as half of the people that live there. Also the streets, train stations, hotels, and just about everywhere you can imagine are over run with gypsies begging for change, crazed homeless people that will chase you down for money, pickpockets with the biggest balls in the world, and generally hateful people. The first night was fine despite the hotel being something reminiscent of Eli Roth's Hostel, although we were badgered by gypsies asking if we spoke english and then begging for any change we had, and almost immediately losing 3 members of our party in the heart of Paris. The second day went by without a hitch, I got a good drunk going because it was my birthday and crashed with a smile on my face, and a severe exhaustion from being at the Louvre and wandering around the odd smelling streets of paris aimlessly looking for decent food (which is damn near impossible to find apparently.) The last day was total hell on earth, we spent the whole day either on a boat or on a bus seeing the same crap over and over and over again, the whole day ended in a bar fight between me, two of my friends, and a pickpocket, which I guess could have happened the first two nights but anyways. I tire of ranting children so I will bid you farewell until next time, and remember, a little smile and high hopes can change everything!

Yours Truly,

The Doctah

I wrote a paper for my friend....and this is what it said!

In today’s time I think that kids these days listen to different kinds of rock, like heavy metal, for a reason. They form groups, and in these groups the kids of today “fit in”. Most of the kids listen to the music to escape into their own personal world, free of judgment and harassment. Many of these avid listeners form groups in which they can belong to, to be free from conforming to outer influences; but in return they, themselves are conforming to the subject they are listening to. Take the band Sum 41 for example, kids listen to that to escape forced conformant from their daily lives, and upon entering the clique of that type of music, they, in turn, are conforming. It is cause and effect, it is simple. Look at the band Rise Against, it tends to kids these days with the attitude of anti-government, the bad, rugged look of the modern teenage soul becoming a raging maniac with bombs in his sneakers, yelling incoherent slogans on a one way radio to God, freeing them from a tormented life in a conforming society to live a life inside a concrete jungle. In short, today’s kids are a wound up with freeing themselves in a carefree life style, only to be abruptly beaten by societies steel fist into submission. The pure fanaticism of the bodies of lifeless teenagers, trudging the open streets of life, is quickly shot down by the world’s burden of a reality. Kids are even driven to anger, rage, depression and even suicide by this music. The kids listen to what they want to hear, not the truth. In short, the world’s kids will never change their minds, sticking heavily with pure fantasy beliefs.

A peek inside the mind of a Genious.

Hello my friends! This is Impact and I am here to tell you a little about the man behind the keyboard. Lets start off with the usual, boring blabber; Myself, I am a young gay guy growing up in the beautiful city of Philadelphia. I have some of the most amazing friends anybody can ask for. LT3R! But enough with the softy, touchy-feely shit. I can begin to express my new found love with the great language composition. I used to be a two-wit fuck up that had no idea that life was more than a box of dildos. It all started in my senior year of High School. Picking classes was easy, until given the choice to pick English - Film or English - Drama. Film was possibly the easiest class ever and everybody and their mothers took it. Me? I took Drama, and that's when my life began to stray from the clear path. Ever since then, I took a great interest in the English language. Correcting many on their spelling, grammar, and fucking hardheadedness to change. I was known as a Grammar Nazi, but since recently; that has changed. I have been promoted to the Grammar Gestapo position.
Intriguingly, I have found new meaning in this life. No longer am I a selfless, hollowed out being of a man, trudging the streets of fate. I write my own fate. I control my fate. I live my fate. People say to me "Well, Mr. Impact. Do you not want to survive in this life." And my retort to that question is aptly answered "Sir. I don't want to survive, I want to live."
Now is a great time to let everyone know what I live for. I, myself, live for excitement. I live to better this world, and free the tormented, conformed citizens and lead their lives into happiness. I live for my long-term goal: The LT3R, The Less Than 3 Revolution. Less than 3 = <3. It has unlimited meaning. My good friends know that I spread the LT3 to everyone I can possibly get to. Except some, the some that take offense to words used a good time ago in history, the guilt people put others on because of forefathers mistakes, and people who do not care to learn. As for my writing. I love it. Some may ask why I write, is it for fame or money, they ask. Money is nothing to me, I would rather have fame, is my most renowned retort. A well-known writer is more respectable than a rich writer. My writings can sometimes be messy; but, my friends, in the end product, they are grand.
This ends my speech about moi. I hope that everyone can see through my eyes and spread the LT3R. Lead linear lives, and be forgotten. Lead nonlinear lives, and live on forever. Stand up, be your own person. Do not forget why you live!

A Glimpse Into The Rift

Hey there Kidlets!

It's your bestest pal, The Doctah, here once again! No rant for you this time chidrens, just a little glimpse at the man behind the keyboard. I am a "normal" guy despite my slight ego problems, and the fact that I'm a class 5 nerd, my favorite thing in the world is simply to run around with my group of friends and keep myself entertained. There is no better feeling than the one you get from telling the sweaty kid behind the register at Target that you just got kicked out of the zoo for making out with a giraffe and filling your pockets with prairie dogs. Excitement, my friends, that is the spark of life and yes the "WHAT THE HELL?!" response that invoked in the poor young fellow was excitement in it's purest form, for both him and for myself, as well as for the cluster of friends behind me and everyone within earshot of the young lad.

I also greatly enjoy the party scene, bring me to a bar or a house party and you can quickly lose track of me. I move from group to group, not really caring who I'm approaching just trying to make friends and brighten peoples day. I am normally joking around with the people I meet within the first few minutes of knowing them and by the end of the night have made a large entourage of new drinking buddies. For example, the first night of spring break this year, I was in Sarasota with my friend Superman (Frat-name, not real.) We immediately made friends with the bar-tending staff at one of the many great bars in Siesta Key, and were out until 5 in the morning at an after-party just down the street. I come alive when the music is blaring, the booze is flowing, and everyone is moving around, especially if I am there with a group of people im super comfortable being around anyways.

I do come across as callous and narcissistic in my posts, and as stated even a little egotistical perhaps, but it is simply a bit. I really aim to help people in life, through writing and real life situations. After graduation I'm hoping to work in a hospital in admission, and to get my master in forensics with a minor in psychology. I write here because writing has always been on e of my one true passions, however, I lack the dedication to it to major in it and spend the time learning all the proper ins-and-outs and do's-and-don't's. I plan to submit several things over the next few years and have a few "kettle's on" if you will, but those are more for my own entertainment and will most likely never see the site of day. I also write about what I write about basically because politics and the global happenings around me perk my interest as much as writing, and I've always been told to be either an investigative journalist or a politician. This is all fine and dandy but I would rather not have to deal with all the red tape in politics, that and I do not think that I could ever produce and say such amazing amounts of bullshit to the American public every day of my life. So kiddies, our first look into my mind ends, there is more to come I just wish for you to like me before I make you hate me... maybe hate me, I cannot make that call of course.

I approve this message,

Doctah Landers

Hey guys! Project A: What Is Love

Hey! My friend and I have come up with a grand idea! There is a question that has been bothering, one that does not have an answer, one that there are not truths to...only views.

What is love, my friends? What is it? What do you believe? What is your views?

I am going to be traveling to the wonderful Center City, Philadelphia and roam the streets doing small interviews with people about this delicate subject.
Being a gay guy growing up with most of my moms side of the family being Catholic, I've had it drilled into my head that love is between a man and a woman, with no sexual intercourse.
Chya? I have reached a point in my life, where new things are broadening my horizons. I have upgraded my vocabulary, started reading diverse things, and found new meaning in the world. I am not wrecking on Religion, but I myself believe that LOVE is between two people, who have unimaginable feeling between each other, even if there is sex before marriage, if you have sex before marriage you will not die, crock of shit.

BUT! Stay tuned! I will be getting a Video/Filming liscense soon! Bye for now guys <3

Spread the Less Than Three

An Apology

Dearest Reader,

It has come to our attention that one of our writers is not what he claimed to be, which is a writer... We would not have allowed that post if we had thought ahead and required that posts be proof-read. Impact and I have known each-other for close to three years and have both exhibited our skills to one another many times, being it during classes or a project we were working on for fun. We thank you for you voicing your opinions and informing us of the lack of quality, it helps a lot. To avoid any further mess-up's like the one that has just occurred, we will in fact be setting up an email that writers will send their posts to for proof-reading. Also dear reader, if you wish to join our staff please send an email to the account, which will be added in the comment section as it does not yet exist, and include how we can contact you and first and last name, as well as 2 short articles, that must be at least 5-paragraphs long each! Once again, we offer our deepest apologies for the mishap, it shan't happen again!

Thank you kindly,

The Impact Staff

A letter to the readers!

G'Day My Love,

How I miss you, dearest child. How have you been? How's the family doing? Did you get rid of that rash? This is the third time I've written and have not heard a word from you, why do you neglect me so? I give you my time and yet things progress as usual. I tell you "Keep an open mind," and you stand idly by as a new bill is forcefully thrust into action without a vote, how very democratic. Please do realize, my dear, that I do not have the capacity to hate you, but nor do I have the ability to love you at the moment. You preach change and we rally behind you and join you blindly in the same old routine. We know all the steps but the blindfolds provide infinite blunders along the side, and the beginnings of a more "1984" America. Again, and please don't forget this kiddo, I take no sides because in doing so would become bias and only see half the hilarity! Whackjobs come in all shapes and colors, they provide endless entertainment in an infinite amount of ways.

Also my beloved child, why are you allowing our interwebs to be censored, monitored, edited, and real world laws to be enforced on interweb-world based situations? The internet is our LAST FRONTIER, the one place where until the age of Bush the II we were allowed to say whatever we wanted and now Obama the Omniscient has stepped up and cracked down even harder than the man with a 29% or some shit approval rating, jeez aren't we just allowing for so much "change" dear child? Ok, I didn't really mean that there has definitely been change as was promised, but not the change that was expected. We as a people didn't ask for fucking internet police, government keystroke programs, and government run spyware to make sure that we are being good little boys and girls. Things said and done on the internet often have very little to no attachment at all to real world goings on, if the user has anything to say about... sites like 4Chan and Newgrounds are the perfect examples of websites that the internet is meant for... and ChatRoulette is, among being the most controversial, EXACTLY what the internet was meant to do.

Anyways children, your blind allegiance to the Socialist States of America/ United States of Fear, must change in order for the world to progress with little fighting and the least gnashing of teeth. Remember child, keep your mind and eyes open and listen for the pied pipers song!

I approve this message,

The Doctah