Anna Marie – The Cult (Short Story)

Posted by Rock Kitaro on September 6, 2019
Posted in: Original Stories, Paramour Letters. Tagged: , , , , , , , , . Leave a comment

The Andalusian recalls how she was recruited by the Swords of St. Catherine, a deadly society of underground feminists. She used to be carefree and spirited. Living life to the fullest. But when she kills her would-be rapist, everything changes.

The Cult

Anna Marie – The Cult
By Rock Kitaro

My life begins every time he dies and I’m getting sick of it. I thought he was dead. I thought I had killed him. This time I know he’s not coming back. I suppose the only solace stems from the fact that he finally learned the truth. The truth is, I loved him. I’ll always love him. That’s all there is to it.

I don’t want everyone to know all about my family upbringing or whatever. It’s nobody’s business. So I’m going to skip all that.

I met Marcus in my early twenties. We worked together in the same building, at the same company, an up-and-coming media outlet focusing on entertainment. He was a journalist writing op-ed pieces on the ever-changing culture, while I made my bones on the forecast projections of upcoming album and box office sales. I heard he gave me credit for how much I changed him, inspiring him to grow. I suppose I should do the same.

…

I dunno… Marcus was really shitty at small talk. I think our first conversation was about God. That’s how deep and straight to the point he was. It was kind of annoying at first. I thought it was creepy and invasive. I was like, “who the hell are you that I should tell you all these deep and personal things?”

But after a while, I dunno. It kinda grew on me. I found myself thinking about crap I never would’ve even considered.

He talked about stuff like North Korea or the slave trade in Africa that still persists to this day. And when he spoke, he was so full of passion. Like, he honestly cared, as if he had a family member there or some stake in the matter. It was a spectacle, actually. Always so dramatic and full of histrionics. Caught myself smiling a couple of times. He’d notice, turn and blush. If black people could blush. Then he’d ask for my opinion. I wouldn’t have one. I just enjoyed listening. But he encouraged me to think. He was in my head. That’s how the bastard got me.

Check out also:

Letter 04: Jake Buchanan, the Hopeless Commander

Hopeless Commander

Letter 03: Elliot Chan – The Network Executive

Network Executive

Women Really Do Run the World – Short Story (Suspense)

Posted by Rock Kitaro on February 14, 2019
Posted in: Paramour Letters. Tagged: , , , , , , . Leave a comment

Screen shot 2018-12-29 at 10

Marcus Angel – Women Really Do Run the World

Getting shot’s probably not the best way to begin a story, but here goes. Streetlights. The glint from her golden earrings. The flash from her muzzle and then I died. Even as I type this, I still can’t believe it. But in the end, what I saw with my own eyes confirmed what I’ve suspected all along. Women really do run the world. Perhaps they always have. I’m willing to bet they always will.

…

Ever since I first laid eyes on her twelve years ago, Anna Marie’s held the title as the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. This includes actresses, pop singers, and fashion models. None of them could hold a candle to my Anna Marie.

At first glance it didn’t even make sense why she was working for a start-up company to begin with. She looked like she belonged on one of those housewife shows, lounging on a beach, or shopping along some strip of sun-blasted boutiques. The way she carried herself. Her height, her posture, her figure, it was ridiculous. As if she trained her whole life to win every pageant she could. Anna Marie was a stone cold stunner and she didn’t even know it. Or maybe she did know and just didn’t care.

Back then, Anna was always so bubbly and free-spirited, the type of woman who’d get out of my car in the middle of an intersection if she spotted a frozen yogurt cart on the corner. I’m not saying I like unpredictable women, but I confess there’s something about her that I found superior to myself in so many ways. How she never seemed to care about the future. That freedom, that spontaneity, I thought it was because she was fearless. I respected it. She was amazing.

Her association with me was a bit of a mystery in the beginning. Just to be clear, Anna was never officially my girlfriend, but someone who preferred hanging out with me as opposed to everyone else…in the beginning. Sure I made her laugh with my observations and blundering blithe. But back then, I was grossly overweight. I turned my back on religion and I barely had a social life because I didn’t drink or smoke weed. And more importantly, I had no direction in my life, no clear or concrete goal. No purpose.

Women like Anna have a way of changing all that. You can’t be with someone like her and have absolutely nothing going for you. I realized this the first time I pushed her away. My dumbass had “caught feelings” for her and I had the brass to come out and tell her that I loved her. I told her that face to face. She smirked and shook her head and told me that it wasn’t love but lust. I was completely embarrassed and promptly walked away in the middle of that conversation. In hindsight, I do think I should have stayed and played it out.

Continue Reading

There’s Something about What Jesus Said Last Night…

Posted by Rock Kitaro on September 12, 2019
Posted in: religion, rock kitaro. Tagged: , , , , , , , , . Leave a comment

One of the coolest thing about reading the Gospels every night, is that it’s gotten to the point where I can literally say, “There was something about what Jesus said last night…” I just went for a walk on break and I smiled. Because his words were on my mind. And I love thinking about it!

It’s like having the most dependable friend in the world right here with me. Someone I can talk to and hear from every day. He’ll never abandon me. He’ll never betray me. He’s there when I’m down and out and he’s there in my triumph. Some one I can talk to, unburden myself, ask for guidance, and then receive it by reading the scriptures.

Honestly, I think that’s one of the coolest things about the Bible. My older brother said it best years ago. When I told him that I prayed every day. He told me, “It’s great that you talk to God, but don’t you want to hear what he has to say to you? Wouldn’t it be cool if he talked to you too?”

Last night, in Matthew Chapter 15, Jesus talked about it’s not what enters the mouth that defiles you, but what comes out of it, the product of the heart. I know I have all kinds of twisted and messed up thoughts. So I wondered if that meant my heart was no good. But in thinking about what he said and how he dealt with that Canaanite woman in the same chapter, I’ve come to the conclusion that…the fact that I have such impulses and horrid thoughts, but don’t act on them, that I restrain myself…it shows that clearly there’s more goodness in my heart than wickedness.

And all I can do is continue to try and get better. So that, doing what’s good to the best of my abilities gets easier and easier. #jesus #bible

 

18699881_763782033535_4428325375784989905_n

Rock Kitaro at your Service

XXIV. The Original Beastly Idols – 2pm (JYP’s answer)

Posted by Rock Kitaro on September 10, 2019
Posted in: kpop, music. Tagged: , , , , , , . Leave a comment

3569e70e009c108be77411d9d93990b6f82c442c_hq

August of 2008 was awesome for more reasons than one. Big Bang just came out with their “Stand Up” mini-album and even Shinee and the Wonder Girls were still throwing down. But on August 29, 2008, a new challenger entered the stage. They went by the name of 2pm.

When, I first heard about 2pm there was a lot of hype. First off, they boasted about their masculinity, which was a jab at the other idol groups as I mentioned in my chapter “Big Bang vs. The Flower Boys.” 2pm would become known as the “beastly idols” for bearing their muscular physique and pulling off some difficult choreography, backflips and handsprings galore.

2pm 6

rainjypwg

Additionally, 2pm was formed and produced by JYP of JYP Entertainment, the same man behind the Wonder Girls and Rain. The anticipation was palpable. It was JYP’s first boyband since G.O.D and…I hope I’m not overstepping any bounds by saying this, but it does seem like having a boyband was a staple of prominence when it comes to Korean pop culture. You could have a soloist, a band, or even a girl group…but until you’ve locked down a solid boyband…it seems like you just couldn’t compete as an entertainment company.

Despite all of this, I confess, when I first heard 2pm’s “10 Out of 10” I really didn’t think much of them. I mean, they were clearly awesome dancers and they had the swag to compete on the same level of Shinee, who had debuted just a few months prior. But their singing…I didn’t think there was anything remarkable about them. Their voices were average, their rappers were sub-par, and if any of them were to go solo, I didn’t think they stood a chance on their own. And then…it was just by chance that I saw their live performance of “Only You.”

There’s something about that song and performance that made 2pm stand out to me. It wasn’t until I saw this performance that I thought… “Okay, these guys could be a threat to Big Bang.”

And I say that with a smile. I’m one of those who fully believes in rivalries bringing the best out of competitors. “10 Out of 10” was okay…but “Only You” showed their versatility, meaning they weren’t only capable of producing a mainstream track, but creating something new. Continue Reading

The Truth About Adultery and Divorce – A Theocratic Essay

Posted by Rock Kitaro on September 3, 2019
Posted in: Food for Thought, religion. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , , , . Leave a comment

Half of all marriages end in divorce, they say. Are they justified? Who decides? Jesus had some thoughts on the subject. It wasn’t until recently that I finally understood. lol, we humans think we’re so slick.

cover-image-750xx6000-3381-0-617
The Truth About Adultery and Divorce – A Theocratic Essay
By Rock Kitaro
Sept 1st 2019

MIKA – HAPPY ENDING

Remember who is the father of the lie. Keep in mind that lies are enticing because sometimes they tell us what we want to hear. The truth can be painful because it exposes what some of us wish to hide. But to God…there is no hiding. Even if you lie to others, even if you lie to yourself, He can see your deepest intent, he knows what’s in your heart. There is no fooling him.

So when you divorce your spouse because “you’re just not happy anymore” or because “he’s not the same person you once knew” or because “you don’t deserve to live the rest of your life in an abusive relationship.”…it’s in your best interest to acknowledge that God knows the truth. These are all convenient excuses our modern society accepts and lauds for ending marriages.

But how does God feel about it? What did Jesus say about it? Do you want to know? Or are you just content with how humans view it…especially if they’re telling you what you want to hear?

During Jesus’s famous Sermon on the Mount, he told the people, “Everyone divorcing his wife, except on account of sexual immorality, makes her a subject for adultery. And whoever marries a divorced woman commits adultery.” (Matt. 5:32)

What? I’ve read that scripture so many times, and I confess, I never truly understood it. How is it that a man who marries a divorced woman, commits adultery? How does a husband subject his wife to adultery by divorcing her? It didn’t make sense. Continue Reading

She Hates You, Because She Likes You – A Romantic Theory

Posted by Rock Kitaro on August 28, 2019
Posted in: Food for Thought. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , , , , , . 2 Comments

She Hates You Because She Likes You – A Romantic Theory
By Rock Kitaro

Hate+and+Love

Before you get the wrong idea and think that this is dating advice, let me clarify that it’s not. The following is yet another observational theory in which I explain a romantic phenomenon that’s been told since antiquity.

red_pill_blue_pill-copy3

Also, warning! This is one of those blue-pill, red-pill moments. Once you read this, your thought process will probably never be the same. Your eyes will be opened and there’s no going back.

This is an idea that I came up with back when I was 21. I’ve said it to several friends but I had no idea the concept would apply to senior citizens. When my grandmother heard it just yesterday. She told me, “I gotta give it to you, Rock. You really are one smart dude.”

Let me explain.

My grandmother, in her late-70s, was telling me about a pastor at her church who seems to despise her. Always making backhanded statements and displaying a bitter attitude. She goes to shake his hand, and he doesn’t even make eye contact with her. He talks about her behind her back and even goes so far as to make esoteric statements in the middle of service, insults directed solely to her.

As she revealed her agitations, I couldn’t help but smirk. This is what I told her.

“If a person who’s attracted to you can’t receive your love…then they’ll settle for your hate. Because whether you love or hate the person, the thing they both have in common is that you got your object of affection thinking about you. And sometimes, that’s all we really want. All we really need is to know that our crush is thinking about us. So we’ll piss you off to the extent that you’re so angry you’re venting to others about us. Thus, mission accomplished.”

To be honest, it’s kind of why I get irritated (jealous) when girls I’m interested in complain about other dudes. I’m thinking to myself… “Come on, missy. That guy isn’t worth your thoughts.”

When I told my grandmother this, you could hear how impressed she was. Not just from the compliments but by her laughter. She was genuinely thrilled and proud of me for making such a revelation. No doubt, she’s heard the cliché of people “antagonizing those they actually have crushes on”…but in her long life of knowledge and experience, I don’t think she’s ever heard anyone explain why it’s like this.

This theory doesn’t apply to everyone, especially if you’re mature, content, of self-confident. However, everyone is susceptible of being on the receiving end of such abuse where you’re like, “damn dude. What did I do to her?”

Arnold_&_Helga_together

Think back to when you were a kid. The plot of so many TV programs always showed it. From “The Rugrats” to “Charlie Brown” to freaking “Hey Arnold.” These TV shows had at least one or two episodes showing a girl or guy making fun or antagonizing another character who turns out to actually be in love with their victim. Is this healthy? Is it normal? I don’t know. Maybe I was just one of the lucky ones where the girls who liked me were intrepid enough to lash out and make me feel like was an evil monster that needed to be slayed, for the sake of the towns folk who were our peers and classmates. Continue Reading

XXII. August of 2008: Big Bang & the Wonder Girls

Posted by Rock Kitaro on August 23, 2019
Posted in: About the Author. Leave a comment

Here, we reminisce about the time when Big Bang and the Wonder Girls teamed up to dominate the kpop scene. It was during the promotions of “Haru Haru” and “So Hot.” Back in August of 2008.

3f000ed7c17f5fba6c2dfbf4ba160c9ecc1eb93fv2_hq

2008 was by far the best year for music when I was in college. I’m not just talking about when it comes to the foreign music I was listening to. But also, here in the states. As you’ll recall, the tastes had taken a turn from the krumping sounds of the early 2000s where we had the sounds of Lil Jon, Nelly, and Outkast. By 2007-2008, Timbaland, Ne-Yo, and the Black Eye Peas had taken the reigns with their electronica-driven brand of hip hop. Back when Step-Up 2 was all the craze and we saw the cast compete against Miley Cyrus’s dance crew in some of the best dance videos ever.

To be honest…aside from the nostalgia of the 1990s, 2008 was perhaps the only year that I could tip my hat off to American music. It was the only year where I didn’t mind going to the gym and listening to the mainstream music that blasted over the speakers.

But when I did put on my headphones…in August of 2008, the music coming out of Korea took me far, far away. I weighed 340lbs at the time. But I had hope. I had a dream that one day I could look in the mirror and not see a disgusting behemoth that no one would ever want to be close to. When you’re in the progress of making that happen, it can be a bit depressing because such change doesn’t happen overnight.

It took 4 years to get down to 220lbs. But it was the music of S. Korea…it was the beauty of women that kept the hope alive, that motivated me to keep going despite the lack of discernable change. I believed in myself. Not sure I could have done it without the type of music Korea was producing at the time. Allow me to explain… Continue Reading

Will God Accept Just Anything? – A Study of the Book of Malachi

Posted by Rock Kitaro on August 20, 2019
Posted in: Food for Thought, religion. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , , , . 1 Comment

A discussion of complacency…how people fear the PC culture more than they do God. I explain what it means to Fear God and what it means to love him at the same time.

Standing+before+God

The King of Kings – A Study of Malachi
By Rock Kitaro
August 16th 2019

A popular saying these days among young people these days is, “I’m a king! I’m a queen!”

“Beyonce is the Queen”

“I’m looking for my King!”

“If you want to be a king you gotta treat her like a queen!”

I’m seeing it more and more, particularly amongst the Black Community when it comes to men and women searching for their potential spouse. I’ll make this little essay short and sweet and get straight to the point.

We need to stop with all this self-love nonsense. We need to stop with the complacency when it comes to just “accepting” any and everything. And we need to start fearing the one true God as the King of Kings. None of us are kings. None of us are queens. If you submit yourself to Jesus Christ’s teachings, you should do as you’re commanded and pick up the cross to follow him, seeking first the Kingdom of Heaven, storing up your treasures in heaven, not on earth. Even Jesus came to serve, not be served.

The Book of Malachi is one of the most potent Bible Books in the Bible and I can’t believe how much I glossed over it the first time I read it two years ago. Just to give you a bit of background info, Malachi was a prophet after the Jewish captivity in Babylon. The Jewish people were given permission to rebuild the temple that had been destroyed, but even after the near hundred years of the temple’s completion, the people had become complacent when it came to serving and fearing the one true God.

And this seems to be an epidemic when it comes to humankind. One of our biggest flaws, is our forgetfulness and complacency. In times of peace, we become soft and laxed when it comes to our commitments and holding true to such virtues like obedience, honor and duty. And yet, when catastrophe strikes, then all the sudden it’s, “WHERE IS GOD! HOW COULD GOD ALLOW THIS!?”

We’ve done this to ourselves and it’s making me sick to my stomach that people never take responsibility. I hate that so much. Even when it comes to my peers or even potential mates. When I hear about what has happened in their lives, I only respect them when they take ownership. The moment I hear, it’s somebody else’s fault, my respect dwindles.

Because here’s the blunt truth, regardless what your pastor told you, regardless what the world’s telling you. The Bible is chalk full of scriptures that fall along the lines of, “Draw close to Jehovah and he will draw close to you.”

The problem we have as humans is that we want to claim the blessings of God without accepting the conditions of it. I’ve heard teachings that, because Jesus died for our sins, we’re all forgiven regardless of what we do so long as we “accept that Jesus is our Lord and Savior.” And most recently, from the friggin Bachelorette, we have Hannah Brown talking about, “I’ve had sex and Jesus loves me.”

giphy Continue Reading

Remembering Patricia Griffin

Posted by Rock Kitaro on August 18, 2019
Posted in: About the Author, Food for Thought. Tagged: , , , , , , , , . 2 Comments

Remembering a middle school crush who’s no longer with us…

20190817_113957

Remembering Patricia Griffin
By Rock Kitaro
Date – August 18, 2019

I turned 33-years-old today…and yet, I woke up thinking about her. One of life’s greatest tragedies, I think…is that we’re not able to tell others how much they meant to us.

We can, but depending on the person, they might get creeped out, or its just straight up inappropriate if they’re married or moved on with their lives to the point that they’d rather never see you again.

But with Patricia…lol, it’s such a cliché thing to say at funerals, that someone’s “touched all of our lives,” when you know damn well they didn’t. I’ve scoured the internet in search of a photo for her. I can’t find one. And yet, I remember her. Plain as day, as if I just saw her yesterday.

Before 8th grade, I never knew Patricia Kay Griffin existed. We called her Patty. Olive tone, her hair appeared crimped, brown with highlights of gold. Wide expressive eyes with thick brows. I remember she always wore these shirts that were apparently too small, because every time she’d raise her hand or lean over, it’d show her midriff.

Hahahaha! I’ll never forget the day my science teacher said, “Patricia, your stomach is showing.”

I whipped around so fast to see her…hahaha!

Screen Shot 2019-08-18 at 1.12.05 PM

And when I looked back to the front of the class, my teacher, Mrs. Cassel was just staring at me with this look like, “typical guy.”

835815-meme-3

I laughed so much. Before that day, I never knew how transparent I was. Sounds embarrassing, I know. But it’s the truth.

I definitely had a crush on Patty in 8th grade, Hephzibah Middle School. I’d flirt with her. We’d make fun of each other all the time and we had this chemistry where we wanted to be around each other…but she was never “officially” my girlfriend (story of my life). And I’m not entirely sure if she ever felt the same way about me. For all I knew, I could have just been a buddy and nothing more.

Continue Reading

G-Force: Chapter 9 G-Force vs. G-X (King of Fighters, Street Fighter, Sailor Moon fan fic)

Posted by Rock Kitaro on August 17, 2019
Posted in: Fan Fiction. Tagged: , , , , , , , , , . Leave a comment

kyu vs ryu

That night, we told Mom and Dad about our day and got ready for tomorrow.

“Well, genius,” said Chris as we brushed our teeth. “What’s your plan?”

“I talked to Ken and Ryu and they said it might work. At the dance, you and me will sing a song to Mina and Lana causing Kyo to get jealous.”

Chris grinned. “That’s awesome.”

The next four days went well. We avoid G-X and came home to practice the song to sing. We were going to sing, “Anything for You”. The song is a slow song with some high pitches. Perfect for making the girls fall for you. Now came the night to venture forth.

The dance was at 7’oclock. We met up at Ken’s house to discuss the plans. We all wore matching white shirts with black shorts. The girls went to the dance separately so Kyo wouldn’t get mad. This made me wonder if Kyo was able to take on all the Sailor Scouts at once. Chris and Ryu rode with Ken while I rode my Green Dynasty. We got to the dance 30 minutes late but Ryu said everyone would be used to it.

The dance was pretty hot but it didn’t seem to bother anyone. We all just had a good time. I didn’t see Lana and Kyo at all. I went over to Ken who was cautiously dancing with another girl.

“Where’s Lana!” I shouted over the music.

“I don’t know. You’re not getting worried are you?” Ken jeered.

I was about to respond until a gang of about twenty came busting through the doors. Kyo and Lana were leading them. I looked at Chris and gave him the cue. That’s when we went behind the stage to set up.

Kyo Kusanagi 1

On the dance floor, the girls were looking for us. Lana pretended she wasn’t worried about me. Kyo, as per usual, was wearing his jacket and jeans. He put his arm around her shoulder.

“You want some punch?”

As soon as she said yeah, he softly punched her chin and signaled for one of his guys to get it.

Continue Reading

G-Force: Chapter 8 – The Other Guy who Beat Sailor Jupiter (Sailor Moon, King of Fighters, Street Fighter fanfic)

Posted by Rock Kitaro on August 17, 2019
Posted in: Fan Fiction, Original Stories. Tagged: , , , , , , , . Leave a comment
Reminder: just a fanfic I wrote back when I was in middle school (2001-ish) Enjoy!

Kyo knocking out Ryu

Six hours later, I woke up on an airplane. I looked around to see a stewardess smiling at me.

“Where am I?”

“You’re on a plane about to land in Los Angeles in five minutes.” She told me.

I told her thanks and laid my head back down.

“You know, you’re pretty famous. It’s in all the newspapers about how you saved those girls.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes, Majestic! Can I get your autograph?”

Pleasantly surprised, I said sure and gave it to her.

Once we landed, a couple of crew members put me in a stretcher. I let them even though I wasn’t in critical condition. They tried to put me in an ambulance and that’s when I got up and showed I could walk on my own. I asked one of the personnel where they rest of G-Force had gone. She said they went home, and went on about her business.

I entered the airport and looked around for assistance. I was still twelve, after all. LAX was huge, a lot bigger than Atlanta’s. Some of the writings were in different languages I couldn’t understand. It was pretty hopeless. But I decided ot take advantage of this situation and talk to people I’ve never met.

The first person I decided to talk to was a girl who looked about my age. She and the girl standing next to her turned around. I recognized them as the Olsen twins.

Olsen Twins

“Hey, do you know where the information desk is?”

As they stared at me, their mouths dropped. “You’re Majestic!” They said in unison.

This caused a chain reaction in the people surrounding us. I was embrassed and started to blush. That’s when a group of fans came running and screaming my name. I took off running the other way. It was like an obstacle course the way I leaped over props and rails. Finally, I lost most of the reporters by jumping from the balcony of the fourth level out of the airport. Even though I was free, I didn’t stop running.

After about thirty minutes of running and sightseeing the Los Angeles area, I finally stopped at a skate park by the beach to rest. I was so exhausted that some of the skaters came and offered me some water.

“Man, are you okay?” One of them asked.

“I’ll be alright.” I said in a wheeze.

“Welcome to LA, Majestic.” A girl shot out.

Hearing my name from strangers was beginning to take a traumatic effect on me. I turned to her, wide-eyed as if I might need to take off again.

“Majestic? From the news?”

“Yes?”

“No way dude! Yo, my name is Johnny Quest. These are my friends Alex Summer and Karen.”

“I’m just here for the summer. Hope to catch you again bro!” Alex said before going off to skate.

All of them had blonde hair, but Karen’s hair was curly.

Karinkarin-sfa3-winpose-fix Continue Reading