<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783</id><updated>2011-08-01T15:22:58.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renpet Sci-Fi</title><subtitle type='html'>The time has come....for an all BLACK PLANET.......
Enter the world of the Sci-Fi Novel Renpet, one of the unique science fiction novel on the market that delves into the possibility of an all Black Planet.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-5104659207911911071</id><published>2010-07-16T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:47:28.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOve Scene Part Two from REnPet The Sci-Fi Novel of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Due to the graphic nature of this content, I must ask you to read this from the point in between your eyebrows and not from the point in between the eyes of your pelvis........&lt;br /&gt;If you are at a lost, be sure to read my first post entitled "Love Scene from the Sci-fi Novel Renpet"&lt;br /&gt;The point here is to stimulate another way of thinking about unification of two people. Although the scene uses 'sexual situations' that we are familiar with, I challenge you to look deeper.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on with our story......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Terrans have interesting ways of expressing&lt;br /&gt;unity of bodies and spirits. If he was not still in a state of&lt;br /&gt;shock, this whole scene would have freaked him out. The&lt;br /&gt;fact of her getting wet to his fingering should have bewildered&lt;br /&gt;him alone. Kenitha removed his hand from between&lt;br /&gt;her legs and held him. Little by little she took him inside&lt;br /&gt;of her. She sat on top of him gyrating her hips, pressing&lt;br /&gt;her hands to his chest. She let out a satisfying and somewhat&lt;br /&gt;painful moan like it was her first time.&lt;br /&gt;In actuality, this was her first time in the form she was&lt;br /&gt;in. He looked up and saw something moving above him.&lt;br /&gt;It was Kenitha. Her figure swayed back and forth to the&lt;br /&gt;motion of their intimacy. He didn’t know her before the&lt;br /&gt;loss of his physical eyesight so he had actually never seen&lt;br /&gt;how she looked physically. She looked the same to him as&lt;br /&gt;she did before, radiant. Her aura appeared to be green to&lt;br /&gt;him, which made her look more beautiful to his perception.&lt;br /&gt;Although, she had a tendency to have relationships&lt;br /&gt;with individuals of the same gender, she preferred guys.&lt;br /&gt;Guys like Shakuan. Earlier on in her life she was exposed&lt;br /&gt;to many experiences no child should be exposed to. Those&lt;br /&gt;events shaped her ideologies about relationships. From the&lt;br /&gt;day she met Shakuan her feelings about relationships grew&lt;br /&gt;stable and grounded. The intimate times she spent with&lt;br /&gt;Shakuan meant a lot to her. Seeing his facial expression in&lt;br /&gt;ecstasy brought forth a great deal of emotion sending tin-&lt;br /&gt;gling sensations throughout her being.&lt;br /&gt;The unified motion of their bodies resulted in deep&lt;br /&gt;long strokes into Kenitha’s womb. The wet grinding sound&lt;br /&gt;from the friction of the movement along with the scent&lt;br /&gt;from their respective essences further excited them.&lt;br /&gt;Shakuan started to shiver.&lt;br /&gt;"Get off me Kenitha, I’m going to bust off." His lips&lt;br /&gt;quivered, barely able to get the words from out his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;He tried to push her off of him but she clung on.&lt;br /&gt;"Why should I get off you?" she responded deviously.&lt;br /&gt;Kenitha hugged him tight and grinded her hips into his&lt;br /&gt;pelvis with more vigor. Shakuan didn’t fight it.&lt;br /&gt;All his muscles tensed as he pulled her close to him&lt;br /&gt;and released. He wanted to let out a howl but he knew&lt;br /&gt;that his parents would hear him.&lt;br /&gt;"Ohhh, I love you Shakuan!" she didn’t realize that she&lt;br /&gt;actually said what had been on her mind for the longest.&lt;br /&gt;"Of course, you do. I’m the maker and the owner," he&lt;br /&gt;didn’t say what was really on his heart.&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmmm." She knew what he intended to say.&lt;br /&gt;They lay together inter-twined, satiated by one another’s&lt;br /&gt;proximity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-5104659207911911071?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/5104659207911911071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-scene-part-two-from-renpet-sci-fi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/5104659207911911071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/5104659207911911071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-scene-part-two-from-renpet-sci-fi.html' title='LOve Scene Part Two from REnPet The Sci-Fi Novel of the Year'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-8904853901676178691</id><published>2010-07-10T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:42:19.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOve Scene from Renpet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Normally I do not write love scenes however, please sample a taste of one from Renpet. And then obtain a copy of Renpet to find out what makes this scene unique......this is not erotica, this is about the unity of spirits......Read this sample a few times and see if you can figure out the factors of what makes this a unique scene....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakuan’s lower back felt warm with a caressing touch followed by&lt;br /&gt;more wet sensations to his chest.&lt;br /&gt;"Uh, Kenitha is that you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uh-huh," she answered seductively.&lt;br /&gt;"How are you doing this?"&lt;br /&gt;"I really don’t know. I just thought about being with&lt;br /&gt;you and the next thing I knew I was able to touch you."&lt;br /&gt;"Well keep going, let’s see what else comes up,"&lt;br /&gt;Shakuan said mischievously putting an emphasis on the&lt;br /&gt;word come.&lt;br /&gt;She licked his chest and fingered her way up and down&lt;br /&gt;his back. The feeling left a sensation of hot gel wherever&lt;br /&gt;she contacted him. He wanted to do the same to her. He&lt;br /&gt;focused on the times they had together and the way she&lt;br /&gt;looked to him.&lt;br /&gt;In his memories he experienced how curvaceous her&lt;br /&gt;frame was and soft her skin felt. He extended his arms outward&lt;br /&gt;and brought them towards his body to hold her. She&lt;br /&gt;squeezed him hard when his touch petted her curves. The&lt;br /&gt;sleekness of her body excited Shakuan, he grabbed her&lt;br /&gt;backside and got lost in its plumpness. Gradually he&lt;br /&gt;became aroused, she lay on top of him and he could hear&lt;br /&gt;a faint heartbeat. She in turn felt his hardness press against&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;"Take off your pants."&lt;br /&gt;"Way ahead of you."&lt;br /&gt;He practically ripped his jeans off, leaving his socks on&lt;br /&gt;his feet like he always did when they got together.&lt;br /&gt;"Same old Shakuan. Naked to the socks when he’s&lt;br /&gt;about to get some."&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up," he said softly to her as he began to finger&lt;br /&gt;her gently.&lt;br /&gt;These Terrans have interesting ways of expressing&lt;br /&gt;unity of bodies and spirits. If he was not still in a state of&lt;br /&gt;shock, this whole scene would have freaked him out. The&lt;br /&gt;fact of her getting wet to his fingering should have bewildered&lt;br /&gt;him alone. Kenitha removed his hand from between&lt;br /&gt;her legs and held him. Little by little she took him inside&lt;br /&gt;of her. She sat on top of him gyrating her hips, pressing&lt;br /&gt;her hands to his chest. She let out a satisfying and somewhat&lt;br /&gt;painful moan like it was her first time.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-8904853901676178691?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/8904853901676178691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-scene-from-renpet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/8904853901676178691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/8904853901676178691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-scene-from-renpet.html' title='LOve Scene from Renpet'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-631424638071355437</id><published>2010-06-26T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:52:47.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET SYNOPSIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Serqet's leisurely stroll through the corridors of her inter-dimensional spacecraft comes to an end when the Elders of her advanced race of beings summon her. She has trained for this moment for all her life however nothing prepares her for the depth of responsibility expected of her, the survival of her bloodline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her kinsmen are the future descendants of the survivors of the "The Great Year". The Great Year is marked when planet earth passes through an energy field during the solar system's complete orbit around the central sun of the Pleiades constellation known as Alcione. Following this event, the Earth goes through continental shifts, dramatic weather patterns changes, intense exposure to ultraviolet rays and the transition of half of the world's population either into the next world or into a ''higher form''. The remaining beings on the planet gain a supernaturally heightened amount of pigmentation and the adolescents receive paranormal abilities. They struggle for balance in the wake of their new world along with the psychological trauma that inflicted the majority of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a sacred ritual, she is spiritually linked to a group of young beings and discovers they are her ancestors. The link leaves Serqet physically paralyzed as she watches her ancestors endure the harsh realities they create in their daily lives. Serqet is propelled into a world of psychotic super-powered young people, self-righteous political figures and fear-stricken individuals. She must find a way to intercede when her bloodline is faced with eradication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-631424638071355437?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/631424638071355437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/06/renpet-synopsis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/631424638071355437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/631424638071355437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/06/renpet-synopsis.html' title='RENPET SYNOPSIS'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-3088541173001115500</id><published>2010-06-03T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:00:51.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renpet Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:180%;"  &gt;RENPET CHAPTER 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:180%;"  &gt;'Awakening'  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:papyrus;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My mother’s garb caressed my figure well, much to my&lt;br /&gt;surprise. The metallic black material hugged all the&lt;br /&gt;feminine proportions of my body like a long lost lover.&lt;br /&gt;Only ifI had one to speak of, my Ka, my spirit, yearns&lt;br /&gt;for the touch of a Nefer Aha, Beautiful Warrior.&lt;br /&gt;"Serqet, you look radiant! You are becoming more like&lt;br /&gt;the woman our mother is with each passing moment,”&lt;br /&gt;said Gebsennuf.&lt;br /&gt;Even though our mother transitioned into the higher&lt;br /&gt;plane some time ago, Gebsennuf never referred to her&lt;br /&gt;as in the past tense. I guess he was right. After all, our&lt;br /&gt;kind has existed for what other life forms may&lt;br /&gt;consider an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;My rambling thoughts were interrupted when&lt;br /&gt;Gebsennuf took my hand and led me through the&lt;br /&gt;corridor to Eb N Ma‘at, Heart of Balance, the counsel&lt;br /&gt;of elders’ chamber. I spent a lot of time in the many&lt;br /&gt;passageways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:130%;"  &gt; of our craft, just gazing into the vastness&lt;br /&gt;through the portals.&lt;br /&gt;I stared for moments on end at the nothingness&lt;br /&gt;holding everything in place.Although I have seen this&lt;br /&gt;cosmic beauty throughout the duration of this&lt;br /&gt;lifetime, I am still captivated by what my eyes behold.&lt;br /&gt;Now I will use those same eyes to hold something else&lt;br /&gt;in captivation––my ancestors and without their&lt;br /&gt;knowing. I am to take an active role in shaping their&lt;br /&gt;future, my future, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;We are coming closer to the chamber, I can smell the&lt;br /&gt;sweet scent of Netcher, Cosmic Force, permeating&lt;br /&gt;from its walls.&lt;br /&gt;Gebsunnef stopped in front of its doors, letting his&lt;br /&gt;hand slip gently out of mine––farewell my brother. He&lt;br /&gt;initiated the ritual necessary to raise our vibrations in&lt;br /&gt;order to enter.&lt;br /&gt;Upon entering the Eb N Ma’at, my eyes were struck&lt;br /&gt;by the brilliance of its interior, I could not help&lt;br /&gt;covering them with my hand. Through the shielding&lt;br /&gt;of my fingers, my vision slowly adjusted to the light&lt;br /&gt;and the seated figures became visible. A total of nine&lt;br /&gt;members were present, all of whom were focused on&lt;br /&gt;me intensely.&lt;br /&gt;Although their eyes reflected peaceful intent, I could&lt;br /&gt;feel pure Enkhet Sekhem, Mighty Energy, emanating&lt;br /&gt;from them.&lt;br /&gt;As they began their evaluation I remembered what my&lt;br /&gt;mother taught me about centering myself and&lt;br /&gt;remaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:130%;"  &gt; unattached to things. During my early years&lt;br /&gt;her teachings were drilled methodically into my&lt;br /&gt;consciousness, nevertheless my eyes still raced around&lt;br /&gt;the chamber frantically. My mouth grew increasingly&lt;br /&gt;dry along with my rising anxiety. The next moments&lt;br /&gt;were to severely test my mental fortitude.&lt;br /&gt;My entire life experience was to be literally weighed&lt;br /&gt;against a feather. As a child I thought the stories were&lt;br /&gt;just fantasy used to direct children towards the right&lt;br /&gt;actions. Now that I stood on a levitating disc opposite&lt;br /&gt;another disc holding an actual feather on it, my mind&lt;br /&gt;longed to wipe away the childish feelings of that&lt;br /&gt;memory. All my deeds and thoughts ranging from&lt;br /&gt;honorable to unprincipled were to be taken into&lt;br /&gt;account.&lt;br /&gt;I nervously looked towards Gebsennuf ’s direction&lt;br /&gt;searching for some type of solace. He abruptly turned&lt;br /&gt;his head in my direction and a stoic look grew on his&lt;br /&gt;face––showing not even the slightest sign of support.&lt;br /&gt;For a moment I shuddered about the deeds I was not&lt;br /&gt;so proud of before realizing that I had nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;I am Sat N Netcher, Daughter of the Cosmos, and&lt;br /&gt;nothing can hide within Netcher nor escape from it.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly my confidence returned to me as the scale&lt;br /&gt;holding the feather teetered a little, before coming into&lt;br /&gt;balance with my experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:papyrus;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-3088541173001115500?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/3088541173001115500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/06/renpet-chapter-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3088541173001115500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3088541173001115500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/06/renpet-chapter-1.html' title='Renpet Chapter 1'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-7498253163322694249</id><published>2010-06-03T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T13:59:52.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration for Renpet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Dear Sci-Fi and Anime Fans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;The inspiration for my Sci-Fi Novel came from a dream of being one of the characters, Mike, and from reading one of the best Sci-Fi novelist.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Octavia Butler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sUyUm4hjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-W09iS8QxGg/s1600-h/octavia-butler-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sUyUm4hjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-W09iS8QxGg/s320/octavia-butler-.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438963829737817650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Octavia Estelle Butler (June 22, 1947 – February 24, 2006) an American science fiction writer, one of the best-known among the few African-American women in the field. She won both Hugo and Nebula awards. In 1995, she became the first science fiction writer to receive the MacArthur Foundation "Genius" Grant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Butler was born and raised in Pasadena, California. Since her father Laurice, a shoeshiner, died when she was a baby, Butler was raised by her grandmother and her mother (Octavia M. Butler) who worked as a maid in order to support the family. Butler grew up in a struggling, racially mixed neighborhood. According to the Norton Anthology of African American Literature, Butler was "an introspective, only child in a strict Baptist household" and "was drawn early to magazines such as Amazing, Fantasy and Science Fiction, and Galaxy and soon began reading all the science fiction classics."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;She described herself as "comfortably asocial—a hermit in the middle of Seattle—a pessimist if I'm not careful, a feminist, a Black, a former Baptist, an oil-and-water combination of ambition, laziness, insecurity, certainty, and drive." Themes of both racial and sexual ambiguity are apparent throughout her work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;This woman's series of Sci-Fi novels push the envelope of creativity in this 'category'. In the event that you have never read her books, I urge you to read them!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;This book in particular did it for me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: Papyrus; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sUyyKQcLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ONQZVll4Bss/s1600-h/Wild+seed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sUyyKQcLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ONQZVll4Bss/s320/Wild+seed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438963837670813874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;These are some hot titles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: Papyrus; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sXJEsSxxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/KpjUhinkbL8/s1600-h/Mind+of+my+mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sXJEsSxxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/KpjUhinkbL8/s320/Mind+of+my+mind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438966419625789202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sXI9QPDoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c-VaDlXcaHY/s1600-h/Dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sXI9QPDoI/AAAAAAAAAEw/c-VaDlXcaHY/s320/Dawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438966417629056642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: Papyrus; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sXIt7PSII/AAAAAAAAAEo/BMODRU8De-I/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 79px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sXIt7PSII/AAAAAAAAAEo/BMODRU8De-I/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438966413514459266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Shows like 'V', '4400' and 'Heroes' have got nothing on Octavia's creativity!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Check them out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;RENPET SCI-FI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;'THE YEAR IN SCI-FI'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-7498253163322694249?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/7498253163322694249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/06/inspiration-for-renpet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/7498253163322694249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/7498253163322694249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/06/inspiration-for-renpet.html' title='Inspiration for Renpet'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xax5mJgUHOg/S3sUyUm4hjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-W09iS8QxGg/s72-c/octavia-butler-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-8680970671230243270</id><published>2010-05-22T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T07:21:17.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET SYNOPSIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:Papyrus;" &gt;Serqet’s leisurely strolls through the corridors of her inter-dimensional spacecraft come to an end when the Elders of her advanced race of beings summon her. She has trained for this moment for all her life however nothing prepares her for the depth of responsibility expected of her, the survival of her bloodline.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Her kinsmen are the future descendants of the survivors of the “The Great Year”. &lt;span style=""&gt;The Great Year is marked when planet earth passes through an energy field during the solar system's complete orbit around the central sun of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;Pleiades known as Alcione. Following this event, the Earth goes through continental shifts, dramatic weather patterns changes, intense exposure to ultraviolet rays and the transition of half of the world's population either into the next world or into a ''higher form''. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The remaining beings on the planet gain a supernaturally heightened amount of pigmentation and the adolescents receive paranormal abilities. They struggle for balance in the wake of their new world along with the psychological trauma that inflicted the majority of them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Through a sacred ritual, she is spiritual linked to a group of young beings and discovers they are her ancestors. The link leaves her physically paralyzed as she watches&lt;span style=""&gt; her ancestors endure the harsh realities they create in their daily lives. Serqet is propelled into a world of psychotic super-powered adolescents, self-righteous political figures and fear-stricken individuals. She must find a way to intercede when the threat of her bloodline is faced with eradication. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-8680970671230243270?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/8680970671230243270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-synopsis_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/8680970671230243270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/8680970671230243270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-synopsis_22.html' title='RENPET SYNOPSIS'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-1025247433885408641</id><published>2010-05-19T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:54:27.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET CHAPTER 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RENPET CHAPTER 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDURANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......The concept of time dramatically changed forever as&lt;br /&gt;the Earth’s travel around the sun took thrice as long as it&lt;br /&gt;did before, this caused the average year to become three&lt;br /&gt;times longer. The planet was in social chaos and disorder,&lt;br /&gt;it was the darkest period in the recorded life story of their&lt;br /&gt;world. After the brutal uprisings against the world’s gov-&lt;br /&gt;ernments’ methods of handling the reparations of the&lt;br /&gt;world, a beneficial system of government was created for&lt;br /&gt;all countries. Citizens of all countries were provided free&lt;br /&gt;health-care, housing/utilities, public transportation and&lt;br /&gt;education. Commerce was only used for the purchase of&lt;br /&gt;food, clothing, entertainment and luxuries.&lt;br /&gt;The occurrences of The Year caused the earth to regen-&lt;br /&gt;erate its ecosystem and natural resources at a rapid rate&lt;br /&gt;ironically after it wiped out half of the global population&lt;br /&gt;during the upheaval. Most of the food produced was&lt;br /&gt;organically grown and standards for tending livestock were&lt;br /&gt;very high.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-1025247433885408641?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/1025247433885408641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-3_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/1025247433885408641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/1025247433885408641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-3_19.html' title='RENPET CHAPTER 3'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-3146326140276256260</id><published>2010-05-12T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T07:15:17.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET CHAPTER 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RENPET CHAPTER 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENDURANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.......Now he knew that she never meant him any harm and&lt;br /&gt;that she held a passion for him that was both wild and&lt;br /&gt;earnest. She closed her eyes slowly as if she was offering&lt;br /&gt;him her life.&lt;br /&gt;She kissed him softer and deeper than she did before.&lt;br /&gt;His head got hot, he could feel his chest about to explode&lt;br /&gt;and she picked up on it. She tore his shirt off and&lt;br /&gt;motioned them over to the bed.&lt;br /&gt;On the way over, they both kicked their sneakers off&lt;br /&gt;their feet tumbling over furniture in the process. Mike&lt;br /&gt;embraced her with his gift and levitated her over the bed.&lt;br /&gt;He motioned his hand and all her outer garment was torn&lt;br /&gt;off from her body. She gasped deeply and blushed as much&lt;br /&gt;as her complexion would allow. He let her go onto the bed&lt;br /&gt;gently and climbed on top of her. He felt her breasts. They&lt;br /&gt;were soft and supple to his touch. He started to suck on&lt;br /&gt;her nipples and they became erect in his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed his left hand and began to suck on his&lt;br /&gt;ring finger. Mike became erect. With her other hand she&lt;br /&gt;unzipped his pants and pulled them off with her feet.&lt;br /&gt;Mike was impressed. She held his manhood between her&lt;br /&gt;thighs and brought it closer to her.&lt;br /&gt;"ARRRGH," he growled.&lt;br /&gt;She bit deep into the flesh of his finger causing blood&lt;br /&gt;to flow steadily. With his finger still in her mouth, she&lt;br /&gt;started to swallow the blood that flowed out from the&lt;br /&gt;puncture she made.&lt;br /&gt;"Damn it! How much more do I have to bleed today,"&lt;br /&gt;he said in partial pleasure and agony.&lt;br /&gt;"Just a little bit more. Now bite into me," she said in&lt;br /&gt;an erotic voice as she grabbed his head and teasingly&lt;br /&gt;brushed her finger across his lips.&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled and caught up in the moment, Mike found&lt;br /&gt;himself doing just as she asked. He bit her finger until she&lt;br /&gt;bled the same as he and sucked out blood feverishly.&lt;br /&gt;Michelle groaned out loud in ecstasy.&lt;br /&gt;Although Mike didn’t know whether he was possessed&lt;br /&gt;or not, he did know that somehow this was right. They&lt;br /&gt;were both intoxicated by each other’s excitement. He felt&lt;br /&gt;as though he was going to lose consciousness and he could&lt;br /&gt;see the same in her eyes. After a few moments they passed&lt;br /&gt;out in each others' arms. These Terrans are very odd and&lt;br /&gt;interesting beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-3146326140276256260?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/3146326140276256260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-3_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3146326140276256260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3146326140276256260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-3_12.html' title='RENPET CHAPTER 3'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-9209107756372284644</id><published>2010-05-06T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T03:51:09.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET CHAPTER 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:130%;"  &gt;CHAPTER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KHPR 'become'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Shakuan was indeed the strangest out of the group. He&lt;br /&gt;was the only guy they knew that still carried on that the&lt;br /&gt;Blackman was god, as if that mattered now or mattered at&lt;br /&gt;all. The Terrans concept of creation keeps them from experiencing&lt;br /&gt;the ever presence of Netcher. Nor do they fully&lt;br /&gt;realize that the strongly melanated beings of this world&lt;br /&gt;were the caretakers of this planet. For the past few years,&lt;br /&gt;there were no beings on the earth who did not have a&lt;br /&gt;strong representation of melanin in their pigmentation&lt;br /&gt;and extremely coarse or curly hair. No one.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, to the radical change in their outward&lt;br /&gt;appearance, their genetic makeup was altered dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;Many people kept their cultural roots and customs but&lt;br /&gt;ethnically their dispositions and mannerisms were predominately&lt;br /&gt;‘Black’ by nature.&lt;br /&gt;This held true especially for a large percentage of the&lt;br /&gt;adolescent population who developed special gifts. The&lt;br /&gt;cause of this drastic change in the human population was&lt;br /&gt;due to the dramatic shift in the earth’s rotation as the&lt;br /&gt;entire planet passed through a photon field.&lt;br /&gt;Many say that this was how people on this planet were&lt;br /&gt;originally meant to be. People all over the world resented&lt;br /&gt;the change, especially those who had ideologies and cultures&lt;br /&gt;that were opposed to so-called Black People. At first,&lt;br /&gt;there was much social unrest, then as time passed it was&lt;br /&gt;just accepted and led to the disintegration of many cultural&lt;br /&gt;barriers......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-9209107756372284644?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/9209107756372284644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/9209107756372284644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/9209107756372284644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-2.html' title='RENPET CHAPTER 2'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-1452220544630783244</id><published>2010-05-03T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T04:42:46.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET CHAPTER 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:papyrus;"&gt;RENPET CHAPTER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'KHPR'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These four seemingly regular looking teenagers were&lt;br /&gt;part of a much larger group. A group of what locals called&lt;br /&gt;‘Accidental Killers’. Accidental Killers was the term the&lt;br /&gt;residents used for the youth who haphazardly murdered&lt;br /&gt;someone when using their powers. Mike was only one of&lt;br /&gt;their enemies from the Second Neighborhood but he was&lt;br /&gt;an enemy that brought them the most joy when they&lt;br /&gt;harassed him, especially since his own neighbors didn’t&lt;br /&gt;care for him too much either.&lt;br /&gt;The town did not consider the youths responsible for&lt;br /&gt;their actions and concluded they lacked the ability to control&lt;br /&gt;themselves. It came to past that legislature had written&lt;br /&gt;it off as a psychological disorder caused by The Year. Little&lt;br /&gt;did they know that their theory was only partially true&lt;br /&gt;and for the most part these juveniles knew they could get&lt;br /&gt;away with the crimes they committed.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, the reasons behind these attacks were&lt;br /&gt;usually motivated by curiosity or an outcry for help and&lt;br /&gt;understanding. A youth either practicing their skill on an&lt;br /&gt;innocent bystander or toying around with someone usual-&lt;br /&gt;ly brought about the result of a tormented and disfigured&lt;br /&gt;body laying in the streets of Khenset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-1452220544630783244?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/1452220544630783244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-2-khpr-these-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/1452220544630783244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/1452220544630783244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/05/renpet-chapter-2-khpr-these-four.html' title='RENPET CHAPTER 2'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-1752109855806729</id><published>2010-04-30T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T04:58:45.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET CHAPTER 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: papyrus; font-weight: bold;"&gt;RENPET CHAPTER 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'KHPR'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: papyrus; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike stumbled out of his daydream when he almost&lt;br /&gt;lost his balance making a sharp turn around a corner. The&lt;br /&gt;constant running widened the holes in his sneakers and&lt;br /&gt;made it difficult to get sure footing. All the metal parts of&lt;br /&gt;his clothing intensified with heat, giving off a slight scent&lt;br /&gt;of burning flesh wherever they contacted his skin. He&lt;br /&gt;focused on those areas with whatever bit of intention he&lt;br /&gt;wasn’t using to keep running and stay conscious.&lt;br /&gt;In the next moments he felt some relief from the areas&lt;br /&gt;of singed skin, the absence of pain boosted his morale.&lt;br /&gt;Mike visualized the thugs that were chasing him. He could&lt;br /&gt;see in his mind’s eye where their footsteps hit the pavement&lt;br /&gt;and felt the vibrations of their feet along with their&lt;br /&gt;proximity to him. He thought about their feet being&lt;br /&gt;bound and unable to move. He focused somewhere deep&lt;br /&gt;inside himself that the possibility could reach outside of&lt;br /&gt;his being and come true. Inside his head he heard a pop&lt;br /&gt;followed by a high pitch ringing, they stopped moving.&lt;br /&gt;The heat wave that engulfed his body began to waver and&lt;br /&gt;before long the sun’s relentless attack ceased.&lt;br /&gt;He kept running for another seven blocks and&lt;br /&gt;stopped in a park. He dragged himself over to a tree and&lt;br /&gt;passed out......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-1752109855806729?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/1752109855806729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/04/renpet-chapter-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/1752109855806729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/1752109855806729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/04/renpet-chapter-2.html' title='RENPET CHAPTER 2'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-3193193808397115535</id><published>2010-04-22T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T04:05:28.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET CHAPTER 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:180%;"  &gt;RENPET Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endurance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:papyrus;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He resorted to writhing on his belly across the floor using&lt;br /&gt;the strength of his hips and lower torso to move about&lt;br /&gt;There was no other way Mike could escape. In his&lt;br /&gt;anguish Mike realized he was dreaming. Too many things&lt;br /&gt;just happened that would have ordinarily been too&lt;br /&gt;excruciating for him or anybody to stay conscious.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to this, he knew that Kenitha’s tentacles could&lt;br /&gt;not be seen by the normal eye when conscious, so how&lt;br /&gt;could he see them now? Also, he kept hearing in the back&lt;br /&gt;of his mind,‘The Blackman is God. The maker the owner.’,&lt;br /&gt;that was Shakuan’s thoughts seeping through.&lt;br /&gt;"Kenitha must be using Shakuan’s gift of sight to&lt;br /&gt;locate me, heh.” “She’s so sloppy but I guess that’s to my&lt;br /&gt;advantage,” thought Mike, which Kenitha would have&lt;br /&gt;heard if she wasn’t so reckless.&lt;br /&gt;Mike knew that all he needed to do was re-affirm that&lt;br /&gt;he was in a dream and he would wake up. Even though he&lt;br /&gt;was not literally being torn to pieces and bleeding to&lt;br /&gt;death, he could not take any more punishment. If he were&lt;br /&gt;to lose consciousness in this dream-state then he would lose his life.&lt;br /&gt;His connection to his body would be cut-off&lt;br /&gt;leaving his spirit to float in the void. As if that wasn’t&lt;br /&gt;enough to digest, Kenitha did something strange to him&lt;br /&gt;through her link with him.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-3193193808397115535?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/3193193808397115535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/04/renpet-chapter-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3193193808397115535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3193193808397115535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/04/renpet-chapter-3.html' title='RENPET CHAPTER 3'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-866238256865096783.post-3477264686532315584</id><published>2010-03-25T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:52:52.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RENPET CHAPTER 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:papyrus;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Renpet Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'KHPR'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:papyrus;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Before the planetary shift, Khenset was already&lt;br /&gt;extremely hot in climate however the significant rise in&lt;br /&gt;temperature globally and the shift’s occurrence endowed&lt;br /&gt;much of the world’s population with the ability to deal&lt;br /&gt;with it. Khenset is a place in Georgia where many black&lt;br /&gt;people flocked to live in unity with their brethren in the&lt;br /&gt;beginning of the twenty-first century. Khenset was once a&lt;br /&gt;beautiful town before it was turned upside down by the&lt;br /&gt;earth’s traumatic events.&lt;br /&gt;Mike stumbled out of his daydream when he almost&lt;br /&gt;lost his balance making a sharp turn around a corner. The&lt;br /&gt;constant running widened the holes in his sneakers and&lt;br /&gt;made it difficult to get sure footing. All the metal parts of&lt;br /&gt;his clothing intensified with heat, giving off a slight scent&lt;br /&gt;of burning flesh wherever they contacted his skin. He&lt;br /&gt;focused on those areas with whatever bit of intention he&lt;br /&gt;wasn’t using to keep running and stay conscious.&lt;br /&gt;In the next moments he felt some relief from the areas&lt;br /&gt;of singed skin, the absence of pain boosted his morale.&lt;br /&gt;Mike visualized the thugs that were chasing him. He could&lt;br /&gt;see in his mind’s eye where their footsteps hit the pavement&lt;br /&gt;and felt the vibrations of their feet along with their&lt;br /&gt;proximity to him. He thought about their feet being&lt;br /&gt;bound and unable to move. He focused somewhere deep&lt;br /&gt;inside himself that the possibility could reach outside of&lt;br /&gt;his being and come true. Inside his head he heard a pop&lt;br /&gt;followed by a high pitch ringing, they stopped moving.&lt;br /&gt;The heat wave that engulfed his body began to waver and&lt;br /&gt;before long the sun’s relentless attack ceased.&lt;br /&gt;He focused on those areas with whatever bit of intention&lt;br /&gt;he wasn't using to keep running and stay conscious.&lt;br /&gt;In the next moments he felt some relief from the areas&lt;br /&gt;of singed skin, the absence of pain boosted his morale.&lt;br /&gt;Mike visualized the thugs that were chasing him. He could&lt;br /&gt;see in his mind’s eye where their footsteps hit the pavement&lt;br /&gt;and felt the vibrations of their feet along with their&lt;br /&gt;proximity to him. He thought about their feet being&lt;br /&gt;bound and unable to move. He focused somewhere deep&lt;br /&gt;inside himself that the possibility could reach outside of&lt;br /&gt;his being and come true. Inside his head he heard a pop&lt;br /&gt;followed by a high pitch ringing, they stopped moving.&lt;br /&gt;The heat wave that engulfed his body began to waver and&lt;br /&gt;before long the sun’s relentless attack ceased.&lt;br /&gt;He kept running for another seven blocks and&lt;br /&gt;stopped in a park. He dragged himself over to a tree and&lt;br /&gt;passed out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/866238256865096783-3477264686532315584?l=renpet331.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/feeds/3477264686532315584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/03/renpet-chapter-2-khpr-before-planetary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3477264686532315584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/866238256865096783/posts/default/3477264686532315584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://renpet331.blogspot.com/2010/03/renpet-chapter-2-khpr-before-planetary.html' title='RENPET CHAPTER 2'/><author><name>The Author</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04422769920983462323</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
