Appeasing the ancients

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When people ask what I do, I tell them that I am a writer. Though I consider myself more of a storyteller. One who focuses on dark, dystopian Sci-Fi, action, the supernatural and the absurd. I wrote one book, and a graphic novel. Working on both another book and a comic at the moment. Other then that, I'm just a guy in Northern Canada who drinks too much coffee, who also has appreciated music for over thirty years now. I was once a singer in a punk band. I was kicked out for being too aggressive lyrically and personally. I do have a personal blog for writing outside of tumblr, as well as most other forms of social media contact info, ask if you want to check them out. If so, cool, if not cool!

Jul 25

In the morning of July 25th, 2013, my wife came into our bedroom to let me know, our cat Shiva was not doing well. Shiva, two weeks before was diagnosed with a severe respiratory condition and was operated on and given a slim chance of pulling through. She made it two weeks though, and for a bit, she sprung back and was her normal clever self. Till the night before, she became extremely lethargic, and withdrawn. I got up, went downstairs, and saw Shiva curled up on a blanket in this little wicker basket in our kitchen. I picked her up in my arms, stroked her head and face and gently looked her in the eyes and told her I loved her and gave her a kiss. As soon as I finished, she let out a gasp and passed away in my arms. I said her name, started crying and held her as tightly as I could without doing harm to her lifeless body. Put her back in the basket, let my other cats come get a sniff, composed myself as best as I could, held and kissed her a few times, put her back into the basket and drove with her to the animal cremation site to cremate her remains.

Shiva was nine years old when she passed. I first met her, as a kitten, who was probably five or six months old when I first saw her. How I met her was, I was going to this pet store to get some stuff for my other cat, Akuma. The pet store I use to go to was primarily for dogs, but it had cat food and supplies and an onsite vet. I liked the place, it had premium stuff at a good cost, it was family run and close to my place at the time. The store is on Dun Hua Road in Taichung City Taiwan, and outside, they had a multitude of cages containing small dogs, both for sale and dogs they were sitting. I walked pass this one cage and there was Shiva. Sitting there with a portion of her face collapsed in.  She looked at me and gave me this meow mixed with a chirping purr. It was a vocal expression she would use up to the last day of her life. I looked at this battered and beaten kitty with this sweet call and I was smitten with love!

I went inside and asked the owner, what’s up with the cat outside. He told me, the vet found it in pretty bad shape and just fixed her up. The owner knowing I had a cat, just asked me on the spot if I wanted to take her. I did and I got my stuff and the vet came out and gave me a rundown of what was up with her and what he did and what I’m going to need to do for the next little bit. With this info and a new cat I fell madly in love with at first sight with in hand, I took Shiva home to her new place and to meet her older cat-mate Akuma.

Shiva at first was scared, but came around quickly, Akuma, whose name means Demon/Nightmare in Japanese, acted like her namesake, but that had nothing to do with Shiva’s presence, that’s just how Akuma is. Shiva was talkative, loving, intelligent and beautiful. She was an amazing problem solver, learning how to open doors, and cupboards, etc. Also an amazing hunter. She slew lizards and cockroaches and made sure our mini-keep was pest free. Over time, in March and April 2004, my wife, then my girlfriend and I took in two tuxedo cats, Banshee and Chimera. Shiva’s maternal instinct welcomed them right away. Our cat, Akuma could care less. Alpha and all that. Life was good in our two bedroom, two balcony one Western bathroom keep in Taichung. I had no complaints!

Sometime around Chinese New Year in 2005, my wife/then girlfriend and I decided to move to Canada for a bit. Give life there a try for a year there originally. While that part of Canada isn’t where I’m originally from, I did spend the years of 10 till 23 there and my immediate family was there. Then I upped and went and moved to Taiwan for 5 years, and then went back to Canada, in October of 2005, and travel aside, we’ve been here ever since. Now, leaving Taiwan I had Shiva and three other cats. All of which I refused to leave behind! I needed clearance and shots and them to be fixed and specific travel containers and plane transfer papers for customs, and I was good to go and bring them to Canada. So bring them I did.

We spent the first few days at my older sisters, who didn’t appreciate having 4 cats in her suburban domicile with her then 2 year old daughter/my niece while being 9 months pregnant with my nephew. So after a bit  I took off to my dad’s for two weeks as I looked for an apartment for my cats and girlfriend and I. We found a place in the core, the complete front top of a walk-up apartment and moved in. My wife, fell in love with the pace of life and the weather in North-Central Edmonton Alberta Canada, so there we stayed. Till 2007 in August when we went back to Taiwan and got our Traditional wedding done, and came back in September 2007 and promptly went to the local humane (SPCA) shelter and adopted out a Canadian cat, Horus.

From 2007 till December 2012, we lived in our apartment with five cats and ourselves. Life ebbed and flowed. We were happy, Shiva long figured out the workings of the place(In so much, with her opening of cupboards and cabinets, that my younger brothers, then mid-teens, referred to Shiva as Ninja-Cat #1) and life was simple. In October, my wife and I went for an annual visit of friends and family in Taiwan and Japan, that when we returned, we decided to start looking seriously for a house for ourselves, and more space and area for our cats to roam and live more comfortably in life and for the rest of their years. the Two weeks later after viewing a score of places, we came across a property that had what we were looking for, put in an offer and they accepted. We moved in December 15th 2012.

One day in May, my wife told me she was pregnant. I was ecstatic! The rush of joy aside, I thought of my cats, how lucky my future daughter was to grow up with a horde of fur-balls! In the beginning of July 2013, when Shiva took ill, I had that feeling of dread she wouldn’t make it. I’m not a religious man, nor do I claim to be spiritual, I would describe myself as agnostic though. I believe in a higher intelligence or consciousness and I believe our species has yet to reach the point of understanding it. I don’t knock those who have religious leanings or anything. I just believe what I believe and respect those who believe what they do. Just as long as they aren’t trying to push it down my throat, or others, we’ll be cool! I bring this up because, I hoped, not prayed, but hoped Shiva would get better. Long enough at least to be around and catch the scent of my future child. Sadly, she didn’t.

When Shiva died, a piece of me went too. Out of all my cats, and any other animal I had or grew up with or around, Shiva was the purest little ball of love I’ve ever met! Not a day with her didn’t go by where she spoke to me, rubbed against me and climbed up and cuddled with me and gave me licks and little cat love bites. I had this thing where I would sing her name, a long ‘Sheeeevaaa’ and she would give a long meow response back. When I used other names of my cats, singing the same way and tone, she’d be silent. Smart and loving girl she was! All of our time comes to an end though, I just wish hers was a bit longer.

The morning Shiva died, I like to think she waited for me to get up and be there. She was smart, loving and considerate for a cat! I’m not sure if she did wait though and as hard as it was to hold her and watch the life leave her beautiful eyes, I am going to be eternally grateful I got to be with her for her last moments. I as well am grateful that my life lead me to a place where I met her and was lucky enough to have her in my life! Not a day doesn’t go by where I don’t tell her I miss her! Because out of all the beings I’ve known who’ve passed, people I’ve loved and cared for, her death was the death that took a big piece of me.

I consider myself a lucky and extremely fortunate man! I have a family, a wife I’ve been with for almost a 12 years, who is so much more in so many aspects of life ahead of me and honestly, out of my league! An amazing baby girl who lights up my existence, I have a career I do well in, a home I love, not many, but cool friends who are good people, my other four kitties who drive me crazy but I love dearly, but honestly, some things, I literally feel I just fluked into! A lot of the things in my life, like most lives, I stumbled into randomly, but none of it I regret! Finding my cats in Taiwan, Shiva, battered and bruised especially, bringing them to Canada and the world of life and love they opened up in me, is something I am sure helped make me a better person!

 Looking back, I’m glad the random rolls of fate landed where they did, and Shiva, my love, my sweet girl, rest well! I miss you and if fate has peaked for me, all I ask is that I hope one day, I see you again, get to sing your name once more and hear you meow back. If only in my dreams for all eternity, thank you my girl for being there, if but for a brief nine years, in my life. Rest well my girl, rest well!  


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Oct 23
maybeedmonton:


Air pollution northeast of Edmonton as bad as world’s largest cities: study



Smog-causing chemicals at levels comparable to Mexico City, Beijing and Houston

A newly published study says air downwind from a cluster of petrochemical plants northeast of Edmonton contains pollutants at levels equal to some of the world’s largest cities.
Other pollutants, including some known to cause cancer, also measured well above normal. And cancer rates linked to those chemicals were found to be higher in communities closest to the so-called Industrial Heartland…The area, 30 kilometres northeast of Edmonton and adjacent to the town of Fort Saskatchewan, now holds Canada’s largest concentration of petrochemical processors. More than 40 companies, including majors such as Shell and Imperial Oil, are spread out over nearly 600 square kilometres…The [research team] found smog-causing chemicals in the air at levels comparable to — and occasionally many times higher than — some of the world’s largest cities and industrial complexes. Those include Mexico City, Beijing and Tokyo as well as Houston, home to the largest petrochemical manufacturing centre in the U.S.

maybeedmonton:

Air pollution northeast of Edmonton as bad as world’s largest cities: study

Smog-causing chemicals at levels comparable to Mexico City, Beijing and Houston

A newly published study says air downwind from a cluster of petrochemical plants northeast of Edmonton contains pollutants at levels equal to some of the world’s largest cities.

Other pollutants, including some known to cause cancer, also measured well above normal. And cancer rates linked to those chemicals were found to be higher in communities closest to the so-called Industrial Heartland…The area, 30 kilometres northeast of Edmonton and adjacent to the town of Fort Saskatchewan, now holds Canada’s largest concentration of petrochemical processors. More than 40 companies, including majors such as Shell and Imperial Oil, are spread out over nearly 600 square kilometres…The [research team] found smog-causing chemicals in the air at levels comparable to — and occasionally many times higher than — some of the world’s largest cities and industrial complexes. Those include Mexico City, Beijing and Tokyo as well as Houston, home to the largest petrochemical manufacturing centre in the U.S.


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“…for the contingent out there who sneer at heroes like Superman and Wonder Woman and Captain America, those icons who still, at their core, represent selfless sacrifice for the greater good, and who justify their contempt by saying, oh, it’s so unrealistic, no one would ever be so noble… grow up. Seriously. Cynicism is not maturity, do not mistake the one for the other. If you truly cannot accept a story where someone does the right thing because it’s the right thing to do, that says far more about who you are than these characters.” Greg Rucka (via murmurandshout)

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What goes on when you are not there! (by AlbertaParks)


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