Inspirational Quotes

“All of us are delusional but most of us have the poor misfortune of choosing the wrong delusion.”

– William Chasterson

Are you a fan of Don Quijote? You may enjoy this new book.  When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting

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What does Kafkaesque mean?

The term kafkaesque is literary description of a work that has a similar feel to that of a work by the writer Franz Kafka. His works give the reader a surreal feeling of subtle terror. He does this by throwing his characters into situations where they are confronted with unacceptable or unreasonable circumstances. The reader is forced to accept the unacceptable because of the nonchalant way the characters including even the protagonist accept the situation. For instance being transformed overnight with no explanation into a giant bug. Or being placed under arrest but refused the right to know under what charge or who is bringing the charge against you. 

I’ll give an example of a situation that actually happened to me that I could only describe as kafkaesque. A friend and I were walking down the street talking when suddenly a conversation from some elderly people in his tribal dialect caught his attention. He stopped and said something doesn’t smell right. All at once police officers dressed in black with the words, “NATIONAL SECURITY” displayed on their backs appeared on every corner. They immediately began arresting people. My friend had his umbrella up to protect us from the sun so he instinctively covered my face with it and told me to act calm. I should probably take a moment and explain my situation. As an American my documents are in order. Americans are welcome in the country and viewed highly by the authorities. But you see I am an African American which is rare in this country. When the police look at me they see an African foreigner from a neighboring country. This means I have no rights. They can rough me up all they like and ask questions later. At the end of the day when they realize I’m an American they’ll have to let me go. But what I’ll have to endure before they come to that realization is unpleasant. It’s easier just to run and hide along with the other undocumented foreigners. I never imagined I would be facing this kind of reverse racism when I decided to come to Africa. Anyways…Back to the story. While the police arrested a man right in front of us my friend calmly pulled me into a store to by a can of soda. He conversed nonchalantly with the store owner even laughing. I of course tried to be very calm on the outside though I was bugging out on the inside. In fact I noticed everyone was very calm except for the people being arrested. Once they had on the handcuffs they too were resigned to the situation and became calm. At this point I felt like a character in a Franz Kafka book. Though police were everywhere we ducked out of the store and into an alley. My friend spoke loudly to me in his tribal dialect to throw off the officers. We entered a small section of woods, crossed a river and discovered suddenly that their were officers searching through the woods. We quickly exited and ascended towards a main road. But as we got there an armored truck full of military personnel was driving by. They passed us but then suddenly stopped and began to reverse the vehicle. Again my friend instinctively blocked my face with his umbrella but this time he simultaneously hailed a taxi. As we sped off I could see the soldiers peering into the taxi to see if it carried any foreigners. However they didn’t bother to stop us because there was plenty of low hanging fruit surrounding them. The taxi dropped us off in an isolated neighborhood where we could visit another friend until the invasion was ended. I was agitated for the rest of the night but my friends were indifferent. They soon seemed to have forgotten that we were just running from the police. By the time we returned home it was dark out. The foreigners were back on the streets laughing and talking as if nothing had even happened. To me, describing the events of this day is the best way I can think of to answer the question: “What does kafkaesque mean?

Are you a fan of Don Quijote? You may enjoy this new book.  When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting

Inspirational Quotes

There are two kinds of people in this world. Those who swing the car door open without looking and those who look to make sure they don’t strike another vehicle or person. Which kind are you?

– William Chasterson 

Are you a fan of Don Quijote? You may enjoy this new book. When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting

 

Inspirational Quotes

“It’s impossible for a man to know who his true friends are, as long as he possesses anything of value.”

– William Chasterson

 

 

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When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting

Who is William Chasterson ???

 

 

 

 

 

Who is William Chasterson ???

When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting

Inspirational Quotes

The fact that you harbor ill will towards no one doesn’t necessarily mean you don’t have enemies who would take great pleasure in seeing you fail.

– William Chasterson 

When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting

Role Model?

Unexpectedly a sound caught my attention from among the shadows of a vine cluster. 

“Pssst,” came the sound. 

Cursing my curiosity I reluctantly walked towards the shadows. A large shadowy outline in the shape of a dog stood before me. A deep voice issued from the silhouette. 

“Are you Christopher? I thought it was you I spotted earlier talking to that old fool.” 

Suddenly the figure emerged from the shadows and towered over me. It was Leo the champion gladiator. 

“I want to offer you a rare opportunity,” he said. “I want to offer you independence. You exert your energy to try and bring about change for the common animal and what has it gotten you? Nothing but grief. What you fail to realize is that the game is fixed. It doesn’t even matter which side you choose. They will take from you all that you have to give and then they will throw you away.” 

At once I remembered what the old St Bernard had said to me about my personality and the type of attention I attract. 

“And what type of independence can you secure me?” I asked.

“I can offer you keys to a world that exists beyond the realms of nature,” the boxer replied. “The rules that apply to other animals wont apply to you. You will be able to go wherever you want and have whatever you want.” 

“And what would I have to do in order to receive these keys?” I asked suspiciously. 

Leo’s eyes widened and he smiled. 

“I’ll start you off distributing nip and we’ll see how you do. Once you prove yourself, the sky is the limit.” 

To his dismay I turned to walk away. 

“No thanks. I’d rather be part of the solution than a part of the problem.” 

He was taken aback.  

“Wait!” the boxer exclaimed.

Laughing he reached out his paw.  

“I underestimated you. You’re not like any of the other animals I have working for me.” 

He then paused and began staring at me in a strange and intense manner. 

“I want to offer you a partnership,” he said finally. “I currently own all of the breeding houses in Lumpenproleteria and a majority stake in the coliseum. I believe that you and I are the same. We see beyond what appears on the surface of society. It’s not about the material things. It’s about knowing the truth and rising above it. It’s about recognizing that those of the upper classes, who smile and praise you to your face, secretly despise you. It’s about having the ability to smile in the faces of those who look up to you and see you as a role model while at the same time secretly despising them for their inability to see things as clearly as we do. Join me Christopher. Let’s build an empire together.” 

Again the boxer extended his paw with confidence that this time I would grip it. To his astonishment I refused his offer.

“You and I are nothing alike. You claim not to care about being despised by the upper classes as long as you have fame and fortune but I don’t think this is true. I think secretly you believe that they are justified in despising you. How could they do any less when you despise yourself?” 

As I was saying these words the dog began to gnash his teeth and his eyes began to become bloodshot. I noticed this with alarm but I wasn’t quite finished with him. I continued. 

“You have the nerve to despise those poor ignorant animals that look up to you? They are ten times the animal you pretend to be. Their biggest blunder is that they deceive themselves into seeing you as a role model instead of seeing you for what you really are and that’s…” 

That’s as far as I got before the infuriated canine exploded after me barking uncontrollably. “I must have hit a nerve,” I thought as I ran for my life out of the dangerous area. After doubling back and making a number of turns I finally hid under a pile of dry leaves. I could hear my pursuer run furiously past my hiding place. I resolved to remain there undetected until I could catch my breath. After a long period of stillness I emerged from my hiding place and discovered that I was not too far away from The Lumpenproleterian Valley.

 

When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting

Do you agree ???

Your luxury is is our displacement
This message is spray painted on the sidewalk just outside the Jefferson st. exit from the L train in Bushwick Brooklyn NY. The author apparently wanted to make sure that none of the hipsters missed it upon exiting the train. Many in the neighborhood agree with this statement? What’s your opinion? Is gentrification the new colonization?

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These hipsters are playing frisbee across a 4-way stop intersection

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Old neighborhood paint store converted into cafe / bar

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No socks hipster reading WSJ

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Chapter 7

“Extreme positions are not succeeded by moderate ones but by contrary extreme positions – Friedrich Nietzsche”

“Upon arriving at the site where the conference was to be held I was astounded by what I saw. First of all, the immense size of the structure we were about to enter greatly impressed me. Up to this point the largest animal made structure that I’d seen was the coliseum in Lumpenproleteria. But this edifice was at least three times as large. The other detail that took my breath away was the large number of animals entering and leaving the building. Despite the large numbers and the great diversity among the crowd there appeared to be order. I would never have imagined it possible to gather this many animals together without a stampede breaking out but here it was. “Come this way,” said our escort as he entered the building motioning for us to follow. “I’ll take you to the section that has been reserved for the Union of Animals.”

Excerpt From: Chasterson, William. “Breed   The Secret Design To Maintain Racial Inequality Among The Despised Classes.” 

When Metaphysical Man, Atro City’s resident superhero and trendsetter is inadvertently sucked into an alternate world by a mysterious super villain he’s forced to overcome his only weakness; reality. Read more at http://smashwords.com/books/view/540303#amreading #amwriting