Greetings From The Bayou...
Hello.
I am the Swamp Thing. Some know me as the creature who was once Doctor Alec Holland. Some call me the Earth Elemental. The Cajun Folk call me the Good Gumbo Man. My friends call me Alec.
I am aware at this time, that I am not as popular as I used to be. My magician friend Barefoot Zatanna suggests it is because I "lay low" for far too often. Too be honest, I have not been myself for quite some time since. That situation was remedied rather well, for once, during my always beautiful wife Barefoot Abby's 50th birthday, December 2005. Sweet Barefoot Abigail and I have had two months of time to think of what to do next, and this is the result. It is my sincere hope that this weblog of my thoughts will help me progress socially, as well as mentally. God only knows, sitting around and vegetating for so many years between unholy monstrous nightmares and heavenly fantasies haven't helped my slow thinking process much. This portable laptop computer that Barefoot Abby brought out to me is remarkable. Large keys for my ponderous fingers, easy to understand it's workings. Even better, as my slow stammering speech will not be a problem here with this new weblog journal of mine.
Life in the bayou had gotten quiet again in the wake of Hurricane Katrina last year and the subsequent occurance caused by a release of random magic, until recently. Last Wednesday morning, hours before the dawn, I was alerted from a restful state by a disturbance in the Green. Suddenly, I was assailed by images of Chemo's drop onto Bludhaven, New Jersey. As if the Rock of Eternity exploding over nearby Bludhaven's sister-Gotham City, New Jersey; last December precipating a formidable "Infinite Crisis" of sorts wasn't bad enough.
Superman came to that city's rescue, as always. He dealt successfully with the Chemo situation, meaning that once again I was off the hook, so to speak, in my part of committing myself once again to the sacrifices inherent in being an accessor to the ascendancy of tremendous power.
Still, just as soon as my thoughts had settled down once more by that afternoon, the biggest surprise of all came. A tear in the fabric of reality took place, and one fifth of this dimension's multi-faceted reality simply vanished. Or rather, a schism in the netherworld of limbo took place, creating a parallel dimension in which to withhold this missing 1/5 of our erstwhile reality. Interestingly enough, most of the surviving membership of the Justice Society of America are confirmed to have been displaced to this second world thus created, a universe away, which for the time being is now called "Earth-2." Which brings on a rather strange sense of Deja Vu. No human disappeared to Earth-2 has been heard from for a week. A disruption in the Speed Force prevents our remaining heroes of this composite Earth-1 from Earth-2 sliding just yet. Scientists in the superhuman community are baffled at the possibility of three more Earth dimensions possibly being unleashed, therefore leading to an infinite number of divergent realities in total. However, let me assure you that anyone displaced to Earth-2 is presumably living a simpler life than the one led on this more complicated larger than life Earth that we live on. Believe me. Having been the entire Earth incarnate once, I know! At least now, I don't have to worry about Sargon coming back and giving me any more trouble for the forseeable future.
That just about brings us up to date for the past week. Yesterday, on the German Festival of the Groundhog as more popular human ceremonies dub it as "Groundhog Day," it was when I felt the passing of an all-too human barefoot female constituent of the Green (once a barefoot wielder of the powers of the Barefoot Thorn), as another breach in reality took place, this time at the center of the known universe.
The Barefoot Lady Jade, age 35, the heroic emerald-hued barefoot daughter of the Golden Age Green Lantern, had transcended her human form while on patrol in that sector of space, at 6:00 A.M. Eastern Standard time, on February 2nd. This expiration of human form can only be described in mortal terms as death, however. Which despite the uncertaintity of the overall eventual outcome of her transformation leaves those in mourning all the more sadder in the Barefoot Lady Jade's absence from the flesh and breath of life. Barefoot Jennie-Lynn Hayden Scott is sorely missed and two worlds are poorer for her loss.
A moment of silence in respect for the beautiful Barefoot Lady Jade. (1970-2006)
Next:
Barefoot Flower Power!
http://swampthingblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/flower-power.html
I am the Swamp Thing. Some know me as the creature who was once Doctor Alec Holland. Some call me the Earth Elemental. The Cajun Folk call me the Good Gumbo Man. My friends call me Alec.
I am aware at this time, that I am not as popular as I used to be. My magician friend Barefoot Zatanna suggests it is because I "lay low" for far too often. Too be honest, I have not been myself for quite some time since. That situation was remedied rather well, for once, during my always beautiful wife Barefoot Abby's 50th birthday, December 2005. Sweet Barefoot Abigail and I have had two months of time to think of what to do next, and this is the result. It is my sincere hope that this weblog of my thoughts will help me progress socially, as well as mentally. God only knows, sitting around and vegetating for so many years between unholy monstrous nightmares and heavenly fantasies haven't helped my slow thinking process much. This portable laptop computer that Barefoot Abby brought out to me is remarkable. Large keys for my ponderous fingers, easy to understand it's workings. Even better, as my slow stammering speech will not be a problem here with this new weblog journal of mine.
Life in the bayou had gotten quiet again in the wake of Hurricane Katrina last year and the subsequent occurance caused by a release of random magic, until recently. Last Wednesday morning, hours before the dawn, I was alerted from a restful state by a disturbance in the Green. Suddenly, I was assailed by images of Chemo's drop onto Bludhaven, New Jersey. As if the Rock of Eternity exploding over nearby Bludhaven's sister-Gotham City, New Jersey; last December precipating a formidable "Infinite Crisis" of sorts wasn't bad enough.
Superman came to that city's rescue, as always. He dealt successfully with the Chemo situation, meaning that once again I was off the hook, so to speak, in my part of committing myself once again to the sacrifices inherent in being an accessor to the ascendancy of tremendous power.
Still, just as soon as my thoughts had settled down once more by that afternoon, the biggest surprise of all came. A tear in the fabric of reality took place, and one fifth of this dimension's multi-faceted reality simply vanished. Or rather, a schism in the netherworld of limbo took place, creating a parallel dimension in which to withhold this missing 1/5 of our erstwhile reality. Interestingly enough, most of the surviving membership of the Justice Society of America are confirmed to have been displaced to this second world thus created, a universe away, which for the time being is now called "Earth-2." Which brings on a rather strange sense of Deja Vu. No human disappeared to Earth-2 has been heard from for a week. A disruption in the Speed Force prevents our remaining heroes of this composite Earth-1 from Earth-2 sliding just yet. Scientists in the superhuman community are baffled at the possibility of three more Earth dimensions possibly being unleashed, therefore leading to an infinite number of divergent realities in total. However, let me assure you that anyone displaced to Earth-2 is presumably living a simpler life than the one led on this more complicated larger than life Earth that we live on. Believe me. Having been the entire Earth incarnate once, I know! At least now, I don't have to worry about Sargon coming back and giving me any more trouble for the forseeable future.
That just about brings us up to date for the past week. Yesterday, on the German Festival of the Groundhog as more popular human ceremonies dub it as "Groundhog Day," it was when I felt the passing of an all-too human barefoot female constituent of the Green (once a barefoot wielder of the powers of the Barefoot Thorn), as another breach in reality took place, this time at the center of the known universe.
The Barefoot Lady Jade, age 35, the heroic emerald-hued barefoot daughter of the Golden Age Green Lantern, had transcended her human form while on patrol in that sector of space, at 6:00 A.M. Eastern Standard time, on February 2nd. This expiration of human form can only be described in mortal terms as death, however. Which despite the uncertaintity of the overall eventual outcome of her transformation leaves those in mourning all the more sadder in the Barefoot Lady Jade's absence from the flesh and breath of life. Barefoot Jennie-Lynn Hayden Scott is sorely missed and two worlds are poorer for her loss.
A moment of silence in respect for the beautiful Barefoot Lady Jade. (1970-2006)
Next:
Barefoot Flower Power!
http://swampthingblog.blogspot.com/2006/02/flower-power.html
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