#movie_Gladiator2 #movies #GladiatorII #History #Romans #romanempire #Hollywood
https://fictionhorizon.com/historian-calls-gladiator-2-total-hollywood-bull-for-including-sharks-in-flooded-colosseum/

#BooksMakeGreatGifts #bookslover #books #booksreading #bookworms
https://personalbrandingblog.com/people-who-grew-up-reading-a-lot-of-fiction-books-usually-have-these-9-unique-traits/

Why does this song remind me so much of crisis core /Zack? Now i am all sad about fictional characters...again
https://youtu.be/wzf8A4Qd6iQ

#NewScientist #books #book #scifi #sci_fi

https://www.newscientist.com/article/2433037-our-writers-pick-their-favourite-science-fiction-books-of-all-time/

One of the movies which left a mark in me from back then was "American Shaolin". And I still believe the last fight had a magnificent choreography.

And I remember taking this movie as a "F-ck you Karate Kid". If you want to learn asian martial arts, go to Asia and go through the real deal. Because his teacher was an asian man who lied about being a "Shaolin". So he decided to go and try it for real. Having to deal with how life is in a temple and their traditions, etc. Of course it´s all fiction...but I loved the idea.

I took that as a direct hit to the "Asian master, western student" stablished by Karate Kid.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YK1n-r4lRxE&t=202s

My poetry from freshman year. This is called the ghost and is published on fanfiction.net. Please do not steal my writings as they are mine.

"Eleven thirty my alarm rings. I wake up to the puddle of blood next to my head. I try to stand but as I do there is a rush to my head. Hearing the screams of my bloody valentine, I fight the urge to run in the other room and cover her sweet mouth. All I can hear is the screams in the next room over. Finally I race over to the room only to see my girl tied in spread eagle. I do not see the man by the closet. But he can see me. He stares and mumbles something. I cannot tell exactly what he is saying. All I know is I call to her. She does not respond the man smiles and walks over to where she lay. She screams with pleasure as the man pulls out a whip and glides it over her body. I run over yelling for her to stop. She does not respond. The man looks at me with those lustrous eyes and continues. Trying to punch him in the face, my hand goes through his flesh. I examine my hands they look normal but somehow they are not. The man looks at me and smiles as I realize I am dead."

The Christmas Box Angel Statue was introduced to the world in the book The Christmas Box, a worldwide bestseller and hit television movie by author Richard Paul Evans. In the book, a woman mourns the loss of her child at the base of an angel monument. Though the story is mostly fiction, the angel monument once existed but is speculated to have been destroyed. The new angel statue was commissioned by Richard Paul Evans, in response to reports that grieving parents were seeking out the angel as a place to grieve and heal. The monument was dedicated on December 6, 1994 -corresponding with the date of the child’s death in The Christmas Box.

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d/1MAMs89XS3wa3H3z7oHyUkiK5XBT5_vmJETVD1CvRxdk/edit#gid=0

Drawing real people is not my "forte". So...I just tried to draw myself in my own fictional style.

So..you can say this is an attempt of a "Self portrait".