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How Lake Stevens Came to be...

It all began with a Seagull and the Creator of the world. His master needed him for many things. Sometimes he needed Steven to fly to the tallest mountain, and see the world all around, sometimes to deliver a message, and sometimes to find food. This is how the Seagull and his Master worked together; this was how everything worked until everything fell apart.

The creator of the world was walking through his largest project. It was a monstrous forest with no end or beginning, a trap for anyone who encountered its green gaze. All who walked into its treacherous mouth could never escape. Instead they were thrust into its body, grasped by its green hands and held until their decaying death.

His master was very pleased with his new creation, and Steven agreed. This was by far the largest creation his master has ever created. They both had worked very hard to complete the forest. Soon after they had fished Steven's master became very thirsty and so he sent Steven out in search for water.

Steven flew for days and nights looking for water. It seemed like the forest was a trap for anything, even water. And finally Steven found it; a monstrous body of water. It was larger than anything Steven had ever seen. The vast expanse of water had no end. It had its own horizon. Filled with joy, Steven yelled as loud as his voice could yell. His master would be very pleased with him. Steven turned back to the outstretched hands of the forest. His next task was to find his Master under the never-ending green canopy of the forest.

For days he searched for his master, and before long his wings grew tired and frail, his eyes almost shut off from sight. As he looked all around him, he saw a large grass field surrounded by the forest on all sides. It would be the perfect place for Steven to rest up and sleep. The air was screaming at him, and his wings could carry him no longer. He found himself twisting through the air, falling to the center of the field as he drifted off to sleep.

"Hey, you! HELLO!? Get off of me! What do you think your doing? Hello?"

Steven instantly woke up. And as frightened as he was, he jumped into the air, only to hear in relief "Oh Dear! Your a Seagull! My apologies!"

At the floor of the Field there was a large frog and a toad sitting next to a small pebble. All of this happened so fast Steven had not known what to say.

"You came from nowhere!" Said the Toad as he checked himself and the frog.
"We have been looking for a way out of this field for a very long time. Its been years and years since I have seen a Seagull in these parts." Said the frog. "We really need someone like you to help us out of this place. We have a family back in the mountain swamp." The frog exclaimed. "But most of all, we're worried if we'll never escape."

Steven was shocked. Toads and Frogs have never been seen in the forest. "How did you end up in this place?" Steven whispered as he rubbed his sore eyes.

"Its a long story." Frog said as she looked at the pebble. "Although right now we cannot speak about this. Last time we talked about this..." Toad stopped abruptly as she saw that the Seagull had fallen asleep.

After only seconds of talking, the Sun dipped its head beneath the forest. And all three animals closed their eyes to sleep.

Meanwhile the master became impatient. He could no longer wait for the seagull to return with news. His master was so attached to his little helper, that he felt he must find him, that he must not let him leave. And so He placed his hands on the earth, and mountains rose from the forest; one set of mountains in the east, and another on range of mountains in the west. To prevent his little seagull from wandering north, he placed an angry volcano in the north, and a monstrous volcanoes in the South. Both mountain ranges and volcanoes would keep his helper from wandering away. And at this, the master searched for his helper.

As time passed by, the stars faded from the sky, and the sun awoke in the east. The Seagull, Frog and Toad all turned and tossed as they awoke from their slumber. Then suddenly the morning let out a roar that echoed through the forest. All of the volcanoes had erupted, and the sky became heavy with ash. All of the animals woke with surprise.

"Whats going on?!" The toad exclaimed.
"It must be my master." The Seagull said in an annoyed tone. "I must find him for he is not happy with me. If I don't return to him, we'll all be buried under ash and stones." The seagull shouted.

And so the Seagull departed from the once peaceful field in search for his master; yelling for him as he went on searching for him. For a Seagull, it became a challenge navigating through a shower of ash and erupting noise. This furry became worse and worse. Until Finally the seagull saw a glimpse of his Master's foot prints in the ash. They lead down a hill, and into a cave.

"Hello Master!" The seagull shouted.

"Where have you been?! I have been looking for you everywhere, and now you show up?" His master whined.

"I have been looking for you as well. This forest has confused me and I found myself in search for you for many days." Explained the Seagull. "And Now I have finally found you after being lost. I don't think this forest is good for anyone. It has captured a frog and toad, and they have been trapped. I too have been confused." And so both Seagull and Creator knew that the forest must put to an end.

The Creator and Seagull emerged from the cave. From the cave they traveled to the field. The field Seagull had left behind was still intact, although the land surrounding was buried under dark hills of ash. Although the field itself was only lightly dusted from the ashen land.

The Seagull and his master trudged on to the center of the field. It was there that the frog and toad had almost reached their deaths. Both had been locked away in the forest from water, to the extent of death.

"Please..." whispered the toad. "Please, have you come with water?"

The creator approached the two animals with tears in his eyes. "What have I done?" asked the creator. As he bent to his knees in complete disbelief, he began to cry.

The Creator's tears welled up from his blue eyes. The golden tears fell from his eyelashes and made its journey down his skin. As the clung to his face, one by one, they fell. The first fell upward and dissipated into the air; giving the clouds the gift of rain. The sky rumbled in thanks, and a rainbow appeared.

The second tear fell upon the ground, and the mountains poured water and gave the forest their rivers. The third and last fell upon the toad and frog; thus giving them life. From that last tear, the frog and toad opened their crusted eyes and smiled at their new friend.

"May my tears give you life." Said the creator wiping away his sobs. "And I hope that forever and for eternity that this land gives you water. May the ocean feed into the land and the rivers drain into its body."

And so the master stood up and looked once around the field and the mountains in the distance. All at once, a slow and constant sound of crickets rang through the air. Shortly afterwards a song of birds filled the air.

"Excuse me sir. I am very thankful for your promise, although where is the water?" Asked the toad.

"Oh, I forgot." With a wave of his hand, the field melted into a lake. "May this lake be named Lake Stevens. It shall lead lost souls to water, and out of this forest."

From then on, Lake Stevens has given a clear path of North, East, South and West. It will always be remembered that Steven the Seagull has given us our water and life in this paradise.



Evergreen State Fair Grounds

People have seen so many things with thier eyes. Because our eyes pave a different world for us. Its our eyes we look through and as we peer through the windows of life, I see many different people. Each individual with a different story to tell, almost like a secret waiting to be told.

Theres a unique feeling behind every glass window, and with every step they take they constantly build up a new story. To me its a stroll through a garden. Each person with a different variety and plant, all grown accordantly to the persons needs. The Evergreen State Fair grounds is that place full of different people, different varieties and stories. All of them are filled with emotion, understanding and delicate thoughts. People have their places in life, and they all serve a multitude of purposes and all seek for understanding by everyone. For without understanding, nothing can be solved or rationalized.



Blogging, I declare death!

What's happened? After only being on Opera for 2 years, I have seen its slow and painful death. As I sit here I have noticed less and less people! There are small amounts of uninteresting blogs, research and poems to look at. I have realized that it is up to people to share their information on the web, not share their lives.

Unless your a top secret agent with near death encounters, then you have something to blog about; something people might be interested in. So from here on out, I am stopping all blogging! Death to Opera and my account.

Things can be interesting, sometimes you can stumble upon something like my blog. I at least talk about interesting things! I share songs for you to get involved with and listen to! Why can't anyone do the same, and share for once?! It really angers me! Do some research, look out there and bring in something people might use! Blogging should be interesting, it should be USEFUL. When I say Useful, I mean post something that will entertain, something that people can learn and use everyday.

The problem could be a range of anything. All I know is that there are far too little people blogging now, and that a lack of this can cause a range of horror!

Green Day 21st century breakdown album


Here are some of the green day songs that you can listen for free! These songs are an instant favorite to me. Listen to these if you like rock, or anything that preaches against a corrupt society!

016-green_day-21_guns94.mp3

09-green_day-peacemaker(2).mp3

10-last_of_the_american_girls.mp3

12-viva_la_gloria_(little_girl).mp3


Light Bulb Good? Co2 emissions from light Bulbs a global conspiracy!

Recently while looking at some of the worlds greatest governments, we are hearing that Co2 emissions also comes from light bulbs which is caused through an encased pocket of air with no oxygen and a high heat of filament. This supposedly recombines a CO2 molecule? I'm no rocket science, and I can already see the flaw in this conspiracy system.
We know allot about filament. What we know is that filament can heat up at temperatures close to the surface of the sun. This occurs when a large amount of electricity is forced through a narrow path. This heats up the atoms around it giving off light. This all happens in a enclosed environment without oxygen. For if oxygen was in the presence of this process, the filament would erode and the flow of electricity would stop thus you would have a bad light bulb with no light or flow of electricity.

Now, we all know that a light bulb is fed electricity and that this causes heat. Although when tracing the electricities path we all know that energy is a system of transfer. For instance, the kinetic energy of a dam is transferred into electricity which is then transferred to your light bulb, and into light. Either way, we know that our information is flawed and that global warming has been knocked off the shelves. Many people have seen the movies that describe how global warming was caused through CO2 emissions. Yes, Co2 is put into the air through Animal respiration and the constant burning of Oil (oil being produced by plants)

As many people are waking up to the smell of lies, the governments continue to push global warming. After all, it was Al Gore the man to be in George Bush's presidential chair who proposed Global warming and using false graphs and information. As we can clearly see in the Canada free press the "White House has made global warming the centerpiece of its revenue-raising and energy policies" in this link you can read all about it http://canadafreepress.com/index.php/article/12193



Despite all the efforts media has tried, most of us are smart enough to see all the facts that pile up against global warming. In fact, the ozone layer all around the world is decreasing, along with the sun and its sunspots. The ozone as we all know traps heat. More ozone, more heat. The sunspots, well the more of those, the more radiation we receive and therefore the more heat down here.



Sure If you don't believe me, and want to prove me wrong, I would like to tell you that America along with the rest of the world is now expieriencing a GLOBAL COOL DOWN. My family and I have received the coldest winter I have ever seen this year, and so has Antarctica. Currently Antarctica is hovering around -85 to -90 Fahrenheit.
And look at the ice shelf this year at the north pole!

The secret to better, larger and more beautiful plants.

To many people growing plants is a simple task of planting and waiting for results. For most people this is the simple task of having a plant. And as most people know, growing a plant involves extensive care. Here is a photo of my Tomato plants. They are about 6 weeks old and are now developing fruit.

Here are some facts that will blow your mind away:

1. Fertilizer was never used in this plants coarse of life
2. Its not a GM
3. These plants are as they appear, perfectly healthy.
4. This image is real
5. These tomato plants are above the normal growth!
6. A total of 300 tomatoes are expected from the middle plant (we have counted all of them)
7. They do not get a existential amounts of sun or water
8. There are no chemicals involved!
9. These plants are at a height of 4 feet and 9 inches tall!

The secret is apart of a wide range of feelings and appreciation most people lack towards their plants! I have found some interesting scientific results that show plants respond to human emotions and thoughts. Even yet, the more you feel towards a plant, the more time you spend with a plant, the better and healthier it will grow. All of this depends whether you feel the plant is beautiful, that it will be healthy. And as strange as it seems, it actually works!


The more I look into the subject, the better the results. For instance, plants even respond to the amount of sound in its environment. All depending on the music, the plant will grow better.


The story starts with Cleve Backster of the Cleve Backster School of Lie Detection. It was in 1966 that the curious Backster decided to hook up a polygraph machine to one of his philodendron plants to measure the time it took for water to reach the large leaves. Backster noticed that the plant was measuring what would be excitement in a human subject. He then tried different things with the leaf that had the polygraph electrode attached - even sticking the leaf in a cup of hot coffee. The plant showed no other reactions and even seemed to be getting bored after 15 minutes of testing.

Backster decided that he should do something far more threatening - he was going to burn the leaf to see what reaction he could get from the plant's polygraph reading. He didn't have any matches so he left the room to find some. When he came back, he noticed the plant's readings jumping all over. It was evident that just the thought of burning the leaf was enough to throw the plant into a state of fear. The plant would sense the intended assault whether it was in the next room or even miles away. The process was performed numerous times by different people and the same results were happening, although, after time the philodendron began to slow its reaction to the threat of it being burned.

By now, the tests were becoming rather severe. Backster took 6 of his students and had them draw straws. The loser of the draw then had to sneak into a room with 2 plants and kill one of them. He yanked it by the roots and then ripped the leaves off one by one. Later, the other 5 students entered the room and the surviving witness (the other plant) remained calm, but when the plant killer entered the room, the philodendron responded on the polygraph to exactly who the killer was and registered its fear on the polygraph.

Cleve Backster then used some tiny shrimp used as goldfish food and dumped them into boiling water. Each time the shrimp hit the water, their deaths were registered on the plant's polygraph. Backster then moved the shrimp to another room and used different barriers - even metal - to separate the plant from the shrimp. The same results were still recorded. He then set the shrimp to fall by using a timer to make sure there was no "contamination" by his own reaction. Separated by different barriers in separate rooms with no human interaction, the results were amazingly still the same.

The idea of emotion from plants is not new, but is now known as the Backster Effect. Since it involves use of unknown communication it's not surprising that scientists don't take the idea as anything more than an occult theory. Even though Cleve Backster had nothing to do with the occult, he is now famous among occultists for his plant research. When viewed using Kirlian photography, plants show the same aureic field as humans and every other living organism - that much is now accepted by scientists because of the physical proof - but with what we know of the human aura and how it holds a large key to the art of communication (telepathy), we can easily imagine plants being able to use the same "bioenergetic fields" to communicate in a way that a brainless organism might communicate. There have been other researchers into this field but they do not include professional scientists - who say that the tests can't be replicated in controlled conditions.

Even stranger, these tests I have repeated do in fact work. There is a large and significant amount of proof out in the world. Together as human beings, we can conclude the larger fact, that plants do react to their environment more so than we ever thought. Plants do respond to thought, emotion, and other living organisms. Almost as if they're sessile animals with a more complex organ system. They understand feel, and respond.

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Hey! Its been a while since the last I have blogged, and I would like to apologize to everyone wondering what happened to me. School has been in the way, relationships have been pushing me to the side. Recently I have been researching extensively into spirituality and I have been getting some hair raising results. And all of this has side tracked me.

I must say, this whole experience has really changed me from the roots out. And so if you'd like to talk to me, I would be more than glad to listen. Now that summer has kicked in, I will be here more often than when I was in School.

Nothing bad has happened to me; no heart breaking events (just some simple and complicated teenage things)
And so if anyone wants to talk, then please do! Don't be shy, and please leave your comments. Everyone is welcome here in my blog.


My new name is Prosper Noah Taylor

Sorry about abandoning Opera, my computer no longer works. I can't afford a new one, and my family is becoming poor. Hoping for the best in all of you.

Prosper

A lost poem I wrote...

Everyday in this world is a new day.
Every minute of this world changes.
From the North, the South, the East and West a new story is being told.
But for this story, the story never exists without its owner.
Its unraveled and told through your imagination.
So let your imagination wander from the watery depths of the great blue sea.
Let your imagination take you to a place where you have never been before.
Let it give you wings: take you across the mountains where every soul begins.
Let the warm breeze blow you across the rolling hills; crescent gold, flowing like enchanting waves of water...
Take a ride through the green forest of wonders, where flowers blossom forever.
Lay yourself on the warm sunlit beaches, where seagulls dance in the sky.
A joyous world awaits.