The Frankjath Experience

For people who don’t know I have an other blog called classic male. It’s a men’s fashion picture blog. I post what I find inspiring. You can find it here (classicmale.tumblr.com). Hope everyone has a good weekend.

The green grassy hills stretched for miles in every direction. The blue sky consumed the land in which I lay, vast and blue. Sounds were that of the wind causing the grass to dance franticly. My cabin sat only a few feet away from me, with it’s brown exterior staring back at me as if it were trying to grab my attention. I was born and raised in San Pedro California, I new ever sense I was little that I wanted to become a painter. It was now the summer and school had just ended. I attended Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts.

This is how my story begins. I was wearing my favorite blue navy jeans and a short sleeve button down white tee shirt. As I rolled over I saw my cell phone in the corner of my eye lying in the grass. “What was that?” I said to my self. Something had broken the silence. I quickly sat up and saw something in the distance. It was hard to make out what it was but then I could see it was smoke slowly rising in thick black waves polluting the sky. I quickly went to reach for my cell phone in hopes to call someone and see what might have happened. “Where did it go?” I said to my self franticly looking in every direction disoriented and shook up. “There it is” I said out loud. Instead I looked at It’s screen it read “follow me, What” I said to my self. I glanced up at the cloud of smoke. “Let me make that call.” my cellphone was gone. It disappeared write out of my hands. I closed my eyes for a few moments. “This can’t be real.” I mumbled to my self in denial. The sky was now no longer blue it was now in the belly of the beast, thick and black. I got up and started to run in the opposite direction.

My heart was pounding it’s vibrations giving me a headache. My cloths were drench in black suet which was now falling heavily from the sky. What was happing? Was it the end of the world? Was it another dust bowl? No maybe it was global warming. I was throwing all these crazy scenarios around in my head. “Ah” I trip through the black approaching smoke now consumed in it’s tornado like spiral. Pushing up and out I flung through the vast sheets of my bed and hit my bed room door. Lying under my sheets I looked around to find my self laying at the foot of my bed on the floor. I now realized that it was all a nightmare.

I got up from the floor and untangled my sheets and through them onto my bed. My room was medium sized. My bed against one wall and my desk opposite from it. Above my desk was a wide window. The rays of the morning light where coming through the window casting a shadow upon my desk. The black murky shadow gave me chills, as did the cold of the morning. I blew out of my mouth and could see my breath. There was not one sound coming from the rest of the house. I heard my computer make a sound, it was an e-mail. “Follow me” it read. I quickly stood up in a panic while knocking over my chair at the same time.

Nothing made sense anymore. I turned around and was facing the mirror that hung on my wall. I was covered in black suet. How could this be? It was only a dream. This moment in time I had many questions on my mind. Questions that would be answered in time. The music of what had happened began playing back in my mind. There was no clear distinction between my dream and the real world. Was it all a dream?

The clock on my night stand said six o’clock in bright red numbers. I walked towards my door when I felt something beneath my feet. It was a piece of grass, I bent down to pic it up but it did not budge. It was growing right through my wooden floor boards. My cellphone was in my right hand I turned it on to check my social website’s. I was looking at my twitter feed. I had received a direct message from one of my friends. The message read “log on to chat” , “ok” I replayed. I went over to my desk and lodged in to chat on my computer. I then started to see my friends appear in their own video screens. Some of them I new and some were classmates.”Hi Sander” said Ruben,”Hi” I replayed. I told Ruben about my dream that I had and how all these strange things where happening to me. Ruben did not believe that the same occurrence that were in my dream really did happen to me.”Are you coming to the opening of our play this friday?” Just as I was going to reply I thought I saw small pieces of grass moving in place on Ruben’s desk. The grass had a glittery sparkle almost wet looking with a shade of silver running through it’s vain like structure. ”Sander…Sander” Ruben was calling my name. ”What’s wrong, you were staring in the corner of my screen.” I was trying to process what I had just seen. ”Sorry I am just tired, long night out,” I replied. I had made up a lie to look as though I was not going crazy. Maybe I was going crazy, if I told more people what had happened they might end up admitting me to an insane asylum.

Ruben was now sorting through all of his paper work that was spread across his desk. ”I have to go” I told Ruben as I pushed the red x in the corner of the window. ”Buy then” he replied. As soon as his window closed all the windows closed. Then a bunch of windows from every direction were flooding the screen. Then to my surprise a text window popped open in the center. It read ”follow me” then all the other windows said the same thing. This was now scaring me. As I stood up my arm brushed against the computer screen but at the same time the screen bent in ward and bounced back. It was as if I put my arm in jello soft and cold. I pushed it in further my arm deep in the screen. Then there were white flashes. Nothing but white surrounded me. I stood up at this point I could not think strait. I looked down at my feet there it was again the same patch of grass that was on Ruben’s desk. I bent down and grabbed it. It’s long tall structure was woven together, then with a blink of my eye the pieces of grass came together as one. Now looking like a green sheet of paper. Text came across the grass paper it read ”I am your computer” In small print below it said ”we are not reliable for any data lose or intrusion from hackers.” I touched the center of the grass paper. The message disappeared then another message came up on the grass paper. It Read ”Dear, Sander Wright all of this may seem strange to you. You have probably been wondering what has happened to you in the past couple of hours. Let me explain every thing. It was the year two thousand and thirteen technology had come vary far. People around the world had communication devices, it was part of everyone’s life. It started out with what you know as texting and facebooking, but then technology became advanced and we slowly stopped having face to face conversations. People started to meet in what they called consoles. Virtual rooms that lived on servers all over the world. We became to entangled in technology and to advanced that we slipped away from social activity’s and basic human interaction. It is currently the year three thousand were I live. I have assembled a group of engineers who have created a bridge into the past in hopes that someone would stop what has gone wrong with our society. It was not the end of earth it was the beginning of a new one. Sincerely yours from the future.”

What I just read did not surprise me because I was standing between to worlds. One from the past and one from the future. This got me thinking what really was the past and the future. Was I from the future and he from the past? I new I had to get out of here, but how. The white color was so bright in nearly blinded me. It went on in every direction like many hallways that never ended. In frustration I through the grass paper across the room. It stopped in mid air almost as if it were stuck against a wall. I went to the other side of the room were it was and touched the space that was once open. To my surprise it was solid like a giant wall. I was now standing in a giant white cube. Instead of going on for ever each space became a solid white wall creating a cube like structure. Although you could not tell the difference with the naked eye.

I looked up to find the grass paper melting away into the wall. ”Wait!”, I shouted. Then black words started to appear,”Paint the world as you would like to see it.” it read. ”Turn around”, I did as it said when I turned around I found something rising from the ground. It looked as though it were melting in the opposite direction. It formed a flat surface and then four legs. It looked to be a large table. I went over to the table. The word ”Here” quickly flashed over it and disappeared. Then bristles appeared, it looked as though paint brushes of different sizes were appearing on the table. I picked one up and felt the ruff bristles and the soft wood. As though each element that made up this brush just came from the earth only a few minutes ago.

The smell of the wood was that of the forest full of oak trees. What am I suppose to do now I thought. ”Think of a feeling and paint it” The wall in front of me said. I took the brush and put it up to the wall. I thought of the black smoke that was in my dream. Then I made a small stroke. With the flick of my wrist there was no paint or color as I had expected. The wall had now shift and changed. I was standing at the edge of a cliff. In the distance I could see the grass land that was in my dream and a swirl of black smoke. The feeling that I got was as if I were going down step and missed the last one. ”stop it’”, “stop it” I keep shouting into the distance. Then all in one swoop the landscape and everything in it disappeared. It became the white wall again. I was standing there struggling for air. My heart was still racing fast as if it were after something.

I new the only way out was to think of happy through’s. I took my brush and though of the warm sun that filled me up while I was laying on the grass in my dream. With another flick of my wrist on the white of the wall it morphed away, but this time it was different. I saw my cabin on the grass land. I could smell the air and feel the sun, it was high in the sky. The air was misty as if I were near the beach, I bent down to touch the grass. It felt soft when I rubbed it one way and when I went opposite of it’s grain it felt tough. I took one step on to the land leaving the white space behind me. I was now mid way to the cabin looking back and seeing the cube like structure glowing in the distance. I stepped up to the cabin and opened the door. I turned the knob the door creaked open. The cabin was made up of one big room and a kitchen. There was someone sitting at my desk. A laptop computer was in front of this person and it was glowing bright and blue. ”Who are you” I said, the person did not move. I walked up to the person. ”Hay I said who are you” in a stern voice. The person turned around it was Ruben he was cover in suet and had a patch of grass in his hands. ”I believe you”he said.

This song is very innovative, it is as if you are in a dream.

I have not posted in a while here. This is because I have been working on my new blog http://classicmale.tumblr.com it features men’s fashion mainly photos. I felt that this blog was more of a personal blog so I separated the two. Hope everyone is having a good week so fare.

Being a musical artist, I thought that I would start documenting me working on my music. Being a musical artist is a process over a period of time. I thought that utilizing the technologies we have to day would be a fun way for me to grow my audience and build a community around collaboration and making the world a better place through my music. I am going to start doing short video blogs on my youtube page. It doesn’t have much yet just videos I have been watching. You can visit it at http://youtube.com/frankjath which is my music channel and my personal channel is http://youtube.com/jathwon for non related music videos.