The Book, "A Hundred Thousand Worlds," Blissfully Bizarre?..

A Bizarre journey into the imagination fascinates the souls creative desires or "A Hundred Thousand Worlds" is a boring blizzard of lame characters caught between fantasy and fact, you be the judge.

I'm not giving this June 28 novel a rating, I was fascinated and bored at the same time, the duality of my opinion is too mixed to praise or pan Bob Proehl's book.

Valerie Torrey drives across country with her 9-year-old son Alex to reunite him with his not so well adjusted father to say the least, but a fellow still worthy of being with his son. While driving from New York to Los Angeles, their world goes back and forth from scientific fantasy to reality.

"A Hundred Thousand Worlds" mixes fantasy and real emotions well. Hitting the open road in a car, then a van and then arriving in New York on a train leaves the reader in mystery.

While in the company of a comic book illustrator who draws dreams and a fascinating female comic book writer, Alex and his mom Val also mix company in their travels with boring comic book characters and others found only in crazy dreams and weird stories.

Why Val and her son didn't take advantage of time travel is a mystery to me? Non of the people in the story had a real gripping appeal to me, but the novel realistically tells the tale of a single mom who loves and wants only the best for her young son. The ending was the beginning or was it the end?

Hawaii Daze

The allure of the southern shores luscious land leads to wondrous waters. Today, nature's kiss is a blitzkrieg of bliss that fills the goblet of immortality. Dreams awake and the imagination is limitless, anything is possible, I arrive at the beach before I've left.
Basking on the bounteous beach while warm winds caress the soul and cater to the mind. Sensational seas drown depression.                                                                                                 Izzy Schurr

The Malicious Mayhem Of World Politics

The pathetic pillars of world politics showcase the shallowness of universal power. White might makes right, racism and sexism is the consensus's of too many people including our president elect.
Trump will revel in the massive manufacturing of more deadly drones which create even more new enemies for the United States with every destructive strike. (Drones fly, children die. New Yorkers protest signs.)  

Meanwhile in the Middle East, educated women are rewarded with battery acid thrown in their faces, ladies and grade school aged girls are legally raped and beaten. Medieval lunatic laws then punish these females for being vicious victims of premarital and adulterous sex.

The journey to joy is a tedious trek for the soulfully wise...    
                                                                                              Izzy Schurr aka, me, Mark Schurr

Learning Laughter & Bliss

Another sunrise swallows' sorrow, suddenly sadness dissipates into silliness. Friends feed the foolish soul, and indeed it's good to be alive. 
Vast arrays of emotions emerge into a clever cocktail of laughter and bliss. Dumb displays of daft feelings fester into frivolous rants and raves. ignite positive passion and breed actions of wisdom.  

Mark Izzy Schurr

Goodbye

Delightful death eases the souls of the unloved and relinquishes  the tension of never ending bills. Too smart to satisfy the majority who hate me, too ugly and broke to ever achieve true happiness, getting old is welcoming.
This short stupid life had it's marvelous moments, but now, it's time to say goodbye, shut my mouth, and keep to myself, the charade of smiles and laughter  lingers on, but life's end cannot come soon enough...

Hawaiian Night

Floating in the caressing cool waters of the southern seas. Tonight's display of the Milky Way calms the restless soul. The black ocean waters dare the dreamer to swim to the distance depths of inner space, foolishly, I do. Unable to touch the bottom and see what's beneath, I tread the dark wetness as fast as possible till I'm gasping for air and the sea shore is no longer visible to the naked eye.

The Milky Way is even more glorious now, and I relish in the statistical fact that I have less of a change of dying from a shark attack then killing myself. Delicious danger entices me to swim farther out to sea, and I do.

Treading deep Hawaiian waters marvelously lit by a dome of cascading light from the stars illustrates the infinite luster of nature. No camera or words will ever come close to what I witnessed that night.

The allure of soft sand, the might Milky Way, and the crescent moon bouncing light between the palm trees makes it very easy to accept the reality of one day becoming  another victim of time.  

Lost, The Tables Of Time Are Terrific And Terrifying

Entrapped upon Earths erratic ensemble of mixed media and poisonous politics. Abandoned by our creator to reap the benefits of seized success, or handed an untimely death? The tables of time are terrific and terrifying. Rants, reviews and other massive amounts of words and phrases swirling in my head send my imagination into the seas of blissful blue waters or wicked waves of insanity. Do I have time to document what's my mind?