Friday, January 28, 2011

Even legos want to distory a planet now and then.

Can you say lego death star?
I saw this at my local lego store and thought it quite awsome! it retails at a small 399.00$ and is as you can see seven sades of coolness.


The whole thing was cool to see, though owning it would most likely not be something I'll do simply seeing it was good enough for me. It is awesome. Its cool to see the parts of the move displayed like this, though anything is cool in legos.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

From my painting desk

Well I thought I would post some of my painted models since that is one of my hobbies. These are some older models but they are my latest projects.



I play flames of war, Malifaux, and Warhammer mostly,These are the latest models i have painted. I have painted FoW on Commission and the soviet platoon is a commissioned work.

I thought I would throw up this quick blog to showcase some of my work.

-Andrew

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The sands of time are making my floors dirty


I was watching time, well a clock on my wall, It made me think of a saying i heard once, "The sands of time flow without end" I am not sure if is something I heard or something my mind was making up. 

The thought of the "sand of time" made me think of sweeping. And I thought about having to sweep it into the dustpan of memory and then consign it to the trash of eternity. It was an interesting thought. I imagined that I was the one sweeping the dark black sand. the sand is solid bits of frozen time that will never change, while i swept what was and sorted it into the past where it will be as it is forever, thought of what I am to time itself.

My mind drifted from that thought to the idea that time is both fixed and in flux. Our pasts is fixed, what was was, and there is nothing we can do about it, where as the future is ever changing, we have choices and chances that life brings. Nothing in the future is fixed, and everything in the past is. The past is the balance to life as we know it. Life changes and twists because we tend only to want to feel the part of us that is in flux. But we are nether truly in the future or the past, but in the infinitely small border in between that we label the present. We live at the tip of the spear head that is ripping between the past and the future.

We live on the cusp of always being frozen, being fixed in the past and being ever changing in the future, we exist in both but never fulling living in ether time. So we are never in flux nor are we truly a fixed point in time, we are and we are not. For we exist in the incredibly small reality between the worlds of what was and what will be.

The seconds tick by and I think in quick bursts. I think on what that means to me in life, to know that in all things there is some sort of balance, life and death, light and dark, night and day. Even time is balanced, and we live at the tip of the scales and we don't realized that one moment in the past or future will make us fall into the gaps if the known and the unreachable unknown.  We are teetering on the cusp of time, Some times I think i can feel it, the past and the future just outside of my grasp.

For now and then I am, was and will be Andrew Haught,

This is a small taste of how my mind works.

Final Words

I been thinking about writing a letter that would be read only after my death. The thoughts then came "who will I write to" and "where in life would I be at the time of my death?" It stuck me today who it would be to, and where I would be in my hummable life goals. So I thought I would share it with all of you who read this blog.



My final Words is a letter,

___________________________________________

To my Assassin,

I know you will find this letter strange and I would beg of you to read it, as it is the final wish from a man you killed.

I first want to tell you that I don't blame you, not in the lest,. In fact I have planned this death by your hands. It is fine if you don't believe me. I knew you would would have to kill me in public, not for your own glory but for everyone else, so that they could let there hate for me die in there hearts and unite in a way that I could never unite them in life.

I wont pretend that I planned this from the start. In my rise of power I thought that I could unite the world though diplomacy and mutual agreements but I was wrong. The only way to true peace is by wearing the guise of the tyrant and so I did. Through my merciless hand I engulfed every government every man who stood in my way. At first I thought I was going to be able to shed the guise of a tyrant and take the rule of this planet in my hands and show this world true peace. But I saw how the hearts of though I love turn on me, the ones who I trusted no longer were my friends and they only feared me. Who I am, was lost to my masks and I am now a slave to my purpose. A people bound to a ruler that they hate and fear will never truly unit, I have already seen rebellions and uprisings from the people who would rather die then live another day under my rule. Though my heart never grew cold I wish it had, for the sting of hate is more then I can bare.

I know you and the world think me evil, and it was important for them to believe this before I died. For you see now you are the hero to our people, you can lead them into a new dawn show them that you can be the leader I know in your heart you are. Show them the world of peace that I am willing to die for. I have watched you, "my once close friend" and I know your true heart.  Please do not show this letter to anyone, for I do not want my mask of evil to be swept away but to remain strong so that you can use it as a rock to unite a people and guide a world to a new light.

I don't expect you to believe me. In fact I suspect that you may think that this is a ploy of some sort to make you feel guilty for killing me. That is not my purpose, I planned my own death. I ask you' "Is a gun blamed for the murder when it did not fully understand who aimed and pulled the trigger?" I would say no. Nor will I blame you for doing what I know you must do. In time I hope that you will find my words to be true and find that I was not evil but instead I used evil to gain a higher good. If you one day are the only person in this world who does not hate me then I can rest in peace knowing there was at lest one.

Your emperor, and servant
Andrew Haught

Well all good things must come to a start

Well this is my first post, my first attempt to showcase what this page will be about.

Well lets start with a bit about me, I'm a writer, well one that has never had a real job or written anything that has hit the stores, but I think that I am a writer and that's what I am doing now. Writing that is.

I also like to paint, I'm no high scale artist but I love painting and I will continue to paint even if no one else likes my stuff, unlike my writing I have sold some paintings but nothing major.


So now you are most likely thinking well is this a blog worth reading, I would say no because I already know how I think and what I think so its nothing new to me but there may be someone out there who enjoys these words and if there are I shall write and like my paintings i will write even if no one ever reads this. 

Well I hope that some small good will come of this blog.

-Andrew Haught