Short Story Series - Marcy's New Beginning

is he here because were in his world.

The toys work vigorously. They are a system. Production Value is increasing. How many

lives does it take. Where are we. Were nowhere. No where but now here.

I have a huge collection. But whats in the box. Its me and were in a special world. A childs

imagination is profound and we are subjected as a child as well. The direct relationship we

have with the child is freedom. I am a word and oath of love, I am there to protect and

nurture and all I can say is obediently yours. The gift is a presence.

Andy is a big kid now and surpassed this imagination. A new waiting of toys are announced

and he buys a big collection.

The alarm starts ringing and the sun rises and shines through the ambiance and silent tone

of Marcy’s illuminating Bedroom. The light pours through his eyes. Marcy wakes up instantly

and gets up swiftly in uniform motion.

He had a wave of life so big it was a daunting emotional roller coaster but he defined a truth

through his stillness at the peak age of 27. He reminisced and had a beautiful wife and life

with the greatest presence ever of love and grace. Something stood awake but dormant in

his room and it was his collection of gifts and presents in quantity but quality of perfect

intention and love, his creativity spell and reserve for her and his family. A unique set stone

of gifts he resembled a code of his life experience. The gift is a presence was his saying and

slogan and there was a miraculous collection of gifts organized in his bedroom. He called it

his test of time and cured the truth of where his life was going. He was a kid very mature but

with an outcast of problems internal and external, finally retired with the incredible true story

and problem solved every problem given. He didnt have a lot of materials but this was his

greatest gift and he could not forget her any second of life.

Im up!” He is exuberant and expressive out load with each note of day and he is generally

up in a uplifting but grave gesture. He is a bit rigid with his stance and his channel of his past

defines his motion. He calls it flow motion and its almost like military training. OMG ITS

MONDAY!” Monday was that day! Hes ecstatic and resonates his purpose everyday, its her!

And of course the vision and dream and he is a gift maker. Something defined by his pasr

but presence. THe gift is the presence and he is ever so crafted about his future now ever

than before. New beginnings! His bedroom Radiated this! WIth every defined moment was a

cornerstone of his life experience worth sharing. Storytime! Here we go, the gift collection is

the first Mercy observed upon getting up. He had something special planned.

He had a special marine pop vinyl from a lucrative story more than any other. A childs

imagination he said. He was ready to make a bid on his vision and dream for the new wake

of life. His reserve was alive with him and he read the marking and he remembered dreams

work. A toy story figurative of him and his companion life, the greatest challenge hes

embraced on the journey we call life. He was here with his marker. The marine gazed upon

him and his imagination was real to his extension of himself with the world around him. His

vision was so grand he wrote the pathway with this one gift and code and token was the

mode he was a about to express. The polar expression of the mode and code of life defined

his bond with this particular gift. It was momentum and dream and vision was alive and he

creatively gained his grounding breaking methode right now with his script writing. Story

telling was amidst and he defined the pathfinder and pathway for heaven paradise. His

imagination was alive. His creation was ready and he defined reality with what is real and

imaginary.

He Stood tall and stretched ambiently and to his fullest reach. He was compelling with life

experience and lived every moment to the fullest. His reach was unimaginable and he

conquered his stillness with his life experience and he was driven from angles of momentum.

He had his life significantly challenged but was under the roof and home for as long as he

can remember. His change was defined by the adversity and reach to accomplish anything

was that compelling.

He drifted to his closet and opened it swiftly with subversive movement his body. And there it

was the marine pop vinyl he just got. His collection of pop vinyl was the definition of his

scripture. His token he called it and the mode was the motion of creation from it. He had a

huge plan with his reserve and it depicted the code of his life and self expression. Freedom

was his philosophical notion and he knew it is always there but that hence of problem solving

and over burdens are a diabolical hit to the membrane and he knows it is a myst and cloud

of existing but he defined the gift of unlocking virtues and power from the adverse life we can

experience sometimes. He was defined as a challenger by a lot and he was defined by no

odds of the stress from it. He was a marine he figured and he ever drifted with his life

experience into phases condensed of fighting and military training, winning a battle of art and

undefining measures of sacrifice and emotional discharge. He really convicted a truth of

battle and victory with this pop vinyl and he was planning something special with it.

He casually prepared his day quickly with the jolt of the early morning. He was direct to his

morning routine and loved to get ready and prime to bolster his day events. He was optional

and very decisive and deterministic in the moment. For breakfast, he prepared his favourite

healthy choice which was an oatmeal bowl with selective fruits. He drank his concoction of

supplements that were his staple of counting his micros and for macros, protein was light

and he ate some mixed nuts. He created multiple disciplined routines for his week and his

meal plan was strict.

His stature for high discipline was derived through his life experience with trauma and stress,

so a fully accustomed diet was something he learned well. He was a moment of silence with

exuberance and commitment, he never let himself down with his intelligence. Eating smart

was big including all disciplines of life. However, he learned to pick himself back up

whenever he did fall off his designed pathway. His life was a bit mixed down with chronic

stress so he had a wide array of lifestyle conditions but he showed very little sign of it of

being subdued by any stress. He was pure resilience.

He completed his meal gradually, savouring every bite. He was a that moment of silence and

just immersed himself in his day to day life. His big plan was the writing and confining his

energy to build a layout of work plan and action. He was occupied with publishing a fine line

of artistry launching a business plan on being a writer. He had his big plan of work aligned

with his passions and love for hobbies. He did a bit of music and programming videos games

as his primary career. With freedom and working ability, he reserved himself to home as an

office and worked gracefully but very hard. Not only did he read and write immensely but he

defined his path to success with his hard work and personal development where he wisely

quoted his knowledge in this category. He defined his intelligence with challenges he

unlocked with his life experience and he was all about absorbing all that wisdom and

experience. He was a engineer of the game of hard work and he was a big man of artistry as

his passion was to express and storyline his life experience.

He was in harmony that continuous morning. He finished his meal ambiently with every

wholesome scoup of deliciousness. He quickly went back to his room for a memento and gift

he reserved for his friend. His best friend with a whole lot of business and work savvy to go

with him. His friend, Farsa, went a milestone and beyond for achieving and being a go giver.

Marcy was aligned this pathway and presented him his first gift. Marcy retailed occasionally

and flipped his sentimental gifts to his family. His expression and artistry was amazing and it

really resonated with his friend. Although being very business oriented and orthodox, yet

contemporary, Farsa really acknowledged and appreciated are Marcy’s hard driven passion.

He gazed quickly upon reminiscing the life quote and experience, the gift is a presence. His

gift for farsa, was a pop vinyl genie pencil. And Marcy believed with great success came a

list of yet to be fulfilled wishes. And with one magic word, make a wish brother he said. His

dear friend did friendly and competitive training in fencing and MArcy was a big fencer as

well. They were going to an exhibition with Farsa for his first competitive stance. He grabbed

his neon blue bag and subtly placed on his back. His laptop was the reserve for his creativity

and he grabbed his A.C.E hat and really praised the life quote: Dead or Alive. He was a big

advocate for mental health as he suffered in silence for years of his long life he would call it.

Quickly gaining that conscious, he flipped the switch to being hasty and zipped out his

bedroom and quickly got ready and out abouts to Farsa. His vision and dream is all he could

remember and he could never forget her.

He stepped into his Teslas all electric car. Very sports like and a convertible. He was a

minimalist and the car was desgined to be very appealing however. He thought one car

regarding his success was all in and enough for the long term. He jumped into his car and

really ignited the electric car. He turned on the sports mode but he really drove with precision

and subtly in all regards. He was a safe driver. Like Farsa, he was a car enthusiast.

However, Farsa had a tendency to speed down the roads. He was thinking of him and the

gift and was usually in a focused drifting meditation when he drove. He was a mind beyond

measures. Marcy was mindful concious and hyperaware when he drove. He connected his

feelings to his gifts and his code. The life mode was immense and intense at times and really

captivated his personal wishes and it was the vision and dream. It was her ultimately and he

had some tribulations with life conditions related systematically with his services recently that

really onset in his brain. It was sometimes like an illusion and hallucination that crept on him

and he knew the truth but his mind and soul was very expressive and carthartic at times. He

had mental health and a full spectrum to his life experience of greatness from adversity and

he counted every moment he felt. It was the love that compelled him to the truth and beyond

and it was her. She saved him and he thought was the debilitating pain he and her went

through with there systemic life operations. There accounts were shutting down in all regards

and there finances were not being accounted for and it was the roughest patch for his stress

and mental health. Physically and mentally he grew stronger from this. He drifted into his

third sense and he gripped the wheel and ambiently drove with some tension in his arms.

The bills and banks are not coming through. My online operators and internet is not working

and the vision and dream for her was collapsing. However, it was awakens amidst all this but

he could never let this happen again to him and her and his family. It was a target of

oppression and he knew he could not bolster enough until enough was enough and he really

problem solved the whole ability to. She saved him and his family too. He was pissed off with

so many emotions but he calculated the mess and knew that was unnecessary. He knew it

was over with the moment of silence and the gift is the presence really saved him.

He pulled up into the driveway of farsas apartment building and parked outside in the visitors

parking. He called him and he picked up. BROTHER! I swept them tears with this whole new

idea i want to share and i got you a gift with the gift. He glanced at the genie pen and wanted

to reconcile all of farsas wishes with the pen and his signature for his vision and dream. At

marcy started to think about his wishes. He got heavy all of sudden from all the grace and

looked at farsa from a distance and yelled “eeyyyyy BROTHA!” Farsa was smiling big and

always happy with a gentle but assuring voice. “Eyyy brotha! And Marcy took out the pen

from his backpack and said make a wish brotha! And he laughed with a smile and was

contemplating the gift as a big surprise. He was silent and said, whats this my future!?

MArcy would always use the motto of the wishing spree and make a wish foundation. Farsa

was always psychic and got the just of the gift. Farsa you complete marcy said. Farsa looked

with urge and said whats your plan boss! They were connected with conviction like always

and te told him the project plan and snippet of his writing and artistry with expressive writing.

Marcy got to the conclusion and solidify his themes with his writing. He had a back track with

his holding business plan which was constructive and creative writing for publishing books.

He really brought the capital of his idea with farsa as he was his business partner. He was

writing one special book now on philosophy and ideology. After there consultation, aria was

really convicted his idea of the gift is a presence. Marcy had to be somewhere and his wife

was waiting for him at home. Farsa was a busy man and drifted to his daily plan very quickly.

About a 30 min meeting and they went there separate ways.

Marcy had was more anticipation for a music project. His biggest hobby and gaming as well.

He had some starting gigs with production and djing and he was going to meet with his

brother Don.

He carried the short adventure with some wave music. A definitive intro and guide to making

to his new beats with his production line and studio. He was connected with a few other

friends for music making and this genre really had a electronic flow to it, it would put you in

the zone. He drow ambiently back home for the afternoon. His wife was waitin for their walk

into his favourite park. He was thinking of his most recent gift a jellyfish necklace and how it

represented his fluidity and resilience of life. It was for her to protect her. The gift is a

presence was continuing. He collected his thoughts and his experience this morning and he

gave a streak of checkpoints for momentum in life to his list of reminiscing the hard times.

Music liberated him and gave him freedom from this adversity and struggles. It was the

expression and he had a gift for don as well. He was back home and remember his wishes

and vision and dream the reserve was waiting. Excitement!

Marcy was back in instance he felt. He really mentally condensed the time. He was so happy

right now and thinking of his wife. And it was the special ANNOUNCEMENT! He's getting

married! His wife was there on the patio and he really ran his way towards her. Her beautiful

name was Mimi. Are we going baby! Yass! We're going to Stan Lee Park. The home of his

adventure the most beautiful national park in the world. His letter was there with the

announcement he had one for Don and farsa. He spoke the truth with heart he was so alive

and resonated his love for her. Were getting married! The first upholding card was for Dean.

His beloved family friend and father figure. It was his birthday Thursday! And he had his first

prepped for the invitation. He saw his brothers wedding listed the previous months and he

had a letter for Don and Dean's family as they could not make it to his. Farsa was lead to

disbelief with how far I've made it. It darkened his perspective in the past but in was only light

now. God did. There was one outstanding gift he had and it was a pop vinyl toy ranger. It

drifted the scene of the kitchen as he left.

The past is a lie. The Gift is a Presence