Ray Pina
02-14-2002, 11:38 AM
The following is an excerpt from my book: The first 70 pages is present time, a young man growing up in the projects, and becoming a young man, moving out, fulfilling dreams. Page 71 to so far 200 is a flashback to Ancient China and a story of a martial family. Every 50 pages or so the narrator chimes in, reminds you of the opening first person 70 pages. The two stories will unite at the end. Here is the latest, what I call "interjection" by the narrator. A blending of fact and fiction so to say. It's just my art. Nothing more or less.
We have a situation here …
We have a situation here …
We have a situation here …
And those that played the game will know what I mean.
I’ve developed a sort of a reputation. Evolution Fist, they know me online and know they are beginning to know me in Chinatown. I’ve fought the fights that have shown the way … but I’m not there yet.
I feel it.
At times it comes through me … rushing; like a raging river it wants to burst forth.
And it does. At times. But it’s my mind or my will or lack there of that turns a way. Then it goes. And I’m back. Here.
There’s a check in the mail and I know when I open it I’ll be $200 ahead. Or $200 back. But what does it really matter anyway.
For me to be where I am exactly right now does not happen by chance. It doesn’t. You can think what you want, about choices, about free will all you want.
But I didn’t want to be here! Never thought I could. But when the student is ready the master presents himself is what I’ve always heard.
And so it has begun.
But what?
You think your tough ’ till you meet someone good and then you’re done.
Or dead.
You think my friends knew they were going to go down by a bullet in the head?
It just does.
What it does.
So stop fighting it and be yourself … but don’t forget love.
And its love.
And sometimes it’s worse when you can really feel.
Because then you see.
And what is it about her, my Sihing?
I’m already in love – with the one – so how could it be?
But this is not a time for the heart. Too many variables and one must focus.
We have a situation here …
We have a situation here …
We have a situation here …
And those that played the game will know what I mean.
I’ve developed a sort of a reputation. Evolution Fist, they know me online and know they are beginning to know me in Chinatown. I’ve fought the fights that have shown the way … but I’m not there yet.
I feel it.
At times it comes through me … rushing; like a raging river it wants to burst forth.
And it does. At times. But it’s my mind or my will or lack there of that turns a way. Then it goes. And I’m back. Here.
There’s a check in the mail and I know when I open it I’ll be $200 ahead. Or $200 back. But what does it really matter anyway.
For me to be where I am exactly right now does not happen by chance. It doesn’t. You can think what you want, about choices, about free will all you want.
But I didn’t want to be here! Never thought I could. But when the student is ready the master presents himself is what I’ve always heard.
And so it has begun.
But what?
You think your tough ’ till you meet someone good and then you’re done.
Or dead.
You think my friends knew they were going to go down by a bullet in the head?
It just does.
What it does.
So stop fighting it and be yourself … but don’t forget love.
And its love.
And sometimes it’s worse when you can really feel.
Because then you see.
And what is it about her, my Sihing?
I’m already in love – with the one – so how could it be?
But this is not a time for the heart. Too many variables and one must focus.