Tetrenius Cobalt
Bio
If you want to read something that's going to make you feel something more than happiness welcome home; everything I write comes from the well within and inspires thoughts and emotions once abandoned. Everything you've thought I will say.
Stories (27/0)
Come on now
If I don't write anything right now, I'll be doing myself a disservice because I have so many things swirling in my brain. I do not understand how more people aren't like me but, then again, that's what everyone would say, and you know what I would say to that? "Shut up, you have no idea what you’re talking about". Certain people naturally know more than others. Some people can naturally perform better than others, and some people have a tendency to live better lives than others." For example, right now I have three companies that I actively run. There is a fourth, but I don’t actively run it right now. I am always looking for people who want to collaborate with me and not for me but to be honest I can't find either and no I am not complaining about the workforce. I am complaining about the lack of desire in people and the responses I am getting on a daily basis. At some point I have to think everyone I know is either closing their eyes on purpose or is plain stupid. Do you see the world that we are living in today? If you do, then you must realize you can make money in so many ways it's almost ridiculous to be broke. In that same thought I can say it should be so easy to get rich, but it's the exact opposite! Everyone is still as poor as can be and the rich keep getting richer and richer every year. It makes me sick that out of the three companies I operate only one is specifically designed to help people eliminate debt, multiply the money they make currently and provide an outstanding retirement after its all said and done. Only one, but would you guess which one I gain the most capital from? The one where its complete consumerism. They buy said product, I send it out or they purchase a specific time slot, and we go perform during that specific time slot. It's crazy!
By Tetrenius Cobalt15 days ago in Confessions
Be Strong or Die
You have to know who you are in this world, or you will perish. This is even more true for woman since the world is constantly telling them what they can and cannot be. Throughout my life I've seen and met some amazing woman that have told me things they've had to do to survive that not only baffle me but make me question the world and its methods entirely. The first one I can think of is my mother. Of course, everyone's Mother is their hero and for good reason. They are the first ones to hold us tightly and show us unconditional love for who we are and who we become. My mother was no different. When I was growing up, she always made me feel less than. The first memory I have of her is not one that is loving, but one where she is screaming at someone, some person or something. I was never told I love you; she never hugged me after doing anything perfect and I could never exceed her expectations. She wanted the world for me and in her eyes the only way I would get that far was brutal punishment. Every day I was called lazy at least once a day from childhood until I left the house. She was unrelenting in this aspect and made sure that I was not worthy to breathe her air or be in the same space as her. There were days when I would ask questions about myself hoping she would verbally come to my rescue and of course she never did. My soul was crushed when I went into the house and when I left the house it felt like my great daily escape. "You are not who you think you are, and you will never amount to anything". "I know you can get A’s, but you bring home B's on purpose and you prove to me how stupid you really are". I was in trouble every year in school for physical violence, verbal abuse and stealing every year until high school, and the only reason it stopped then was because I lost all energy and love for myself to fight back in that way. Each and every time violence was met with more violence. No one asked me what was going on at home. It wasn't their job to understand why I wanted to hurt myself and others. It was their job to punish me for the way that I thought and my actions that followed. "You're dumb just like your father". "Why can't you be normal like Kris and Leonardo?" I blamed her for my childhood being dark and the looming clouds I have over me to this day. Still through all of that she taught me to be kind to other people. She knew that as "dumb" as I was other people were even worse off mentally than I was, and she made sure to tell me that I was supposed to take care of them. Even in that I was a failure to her, but as long as I didn't lose my smile around others the facade could be kept up that I was going through the same things as everyone else. I kept that smile into my adulthood, and it serves me well as a mask.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 months ago in Confessions
You make me sick
When people say I don't have the words to describe what's going on I rarely ever understand what they mean by that. I always have the words to describe the absolute abysmal situation I am currently in. Partly because of my own fruition and the rest because certain people in my life are completely inept. First, I'll start off with the "property management" that we do. Why on Earth do we manage so many units and not even get 2% of the cut? Why did this start out as a good deal for us and then turn into my waking nightmare eternally? How did I let myself become so obsessed with helping others get ahead that I completely lost myself in the tsunami... by the time I get out of this I will never be the same as a person.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 months ago in Confessions
Vocal I'm Home
It’s been too long since I’ve written a story. 2023 had me pressed in a ball so tightly wound I could not open my chest cavity for air. It was rough. To describe it all in one sentence, one paragraph or one book would be just as difficult. So, instead I think I’ll warm up and show some overall appreciation for the platform (without bias). When I first joined the Vocal community almost three years ago, it was on the rise. There were not nearly as many options on the drop-down list and maybe five hundred thousand artists/creators including myself. It reminded me of a blog the way the format was set up, but was comforting to the user, and the way to make money was simple even a snail with arms could participate and get something out of it. I wrote my first and most read story back then. My Friend Death was the title, and the story is about a suicidal person that has had enough of life and is giving themselves up. The image you are supposed to see in your mind is that person you know that ended everything so soon from their point of view. I won’t go into much detail (that’s not what this is about) but they published it! To my surprise they really published it. With so many platforms attaching themselves to the first amendment at the hip, but immediately severing the connection as soon as they start to grow, I found that spectacular. The thought went through my head “I can actually say what I think and feel here” which is unheard of especially now going into 2024.
By Tetrenius Cobalt4 months ago in Art
SHOW UP
This letter is addressed to all the fathers out there who get no credit for doing the absolute best they can. I was born in 1999 right in the middle of the old generation and the new one. For those who don’t know I’m talking about millennials and Gen-Z the two generations who have the most hate toward one another. My parents however were significantly older and fall into the baby boomer category, so I got to see life from an altered perspective.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 years ago in Families
The Black Letter
There’s a million and one ways to start an open letter and since this is my first one, I’m going to choose the most abstract but direct way of doing it. My heroes are every black person male and female that came before me and paved the way. No need to go down the rabbit hole and explain how black people are still not treated as equals to this day even though we have a personal hand in every piece of history itself right? Because everyone knows about how Emmett Till was chased abused beaten and lynched right? Everyone knows about how black woman have a higher chance of being taken or raped compared to every other race right? Good I’m glad I don’t need to explain the suffering that they went through then.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 years ago in Humans
Global Economic Recession
Economics is described as the study of the production, movement, and consumption of good and services. A recession is the result of the gross domestic product (GDP) dropping for two consecutive quarters. Fortunately, because of the diversity of each country there are multiple ways to end up with a recession. The United States specifically has been in five different recessions 1975, 1982, 1991 and the most considerable one in 2008; that is until recently because of the COVID-19 outbreak which has now taken the top spot for worst global recession. There is a plethora of reasons for recession, but the key takeaway should be the global economic drought that follows after it infiltrates one country. A global economic recession (GER) is the proper name and, it occurs when all the world markets have a “drop off”. Usually in the form of sales, trades and GDP but can be measured in other ways as well.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 years ago in Trader
Change is Infinite
When I was a child, they told me I could be anything that I wanted to be, and that whatever I decided to do I would be rewarded if I gave it my best effort. Most kids were just spouting out what they heard from their parents. They said they wanted to be things like a fireman or a lawyer. Most of the boys specifically wanted to play *insert sport* professionally, and most little girls wanted to be nurses, doctors, or astronauts. They were all great aspirations because in that moment all of it was true. Children who haven’t experienced the world only know what they’ve seen and heard, and so it was only natural that these kids wanted what their parents wanted for them… to have a decent life. In that brief instance although it was just regurgitated information, they wholeheartedly wanted exactly what their parents expected out of them. However, we all weren’t so lucky in that aspect. My mother was a strong, proud woman who didn’t take kindly to people telling her she couldn’t do things (anything) to be exact. She entered the workforce at the ripe age of twelve, full time and graduated high school, and college while rearing children. My Father was in the same hemisphere and had been working since he was a child on his father’s farm. He also worked full time, and went to school, but had enough of his racist counterparts and superiors and dropped out. This would inevitably push him toward the army so he could leave his small town and go see the world and while exploring the world he met my mother.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 years ago in Journal
A Guide for Extra Rest
Was your New Years resolution to get more rest? Maybe you worked to much or people around you are saying you look drained and exhausted? Well, if that’s the case and even if its not this is the guide for you. First off let’s cover some basics about the human body. Were made up of 75% water (give or take) and need to replenish that daily or we die; same goes with food but we can last significantly longer without food the difference going from a couple of days to several weeks. There are also certain things we crave but aren’t necessarily needed for survival. These would include social activities like working out or hiking and even more obscure activities like having sex. These are not essential to life but are more like natural rewards. Sleep however is not one of these commodities and unlike eating and drinking water which if skipped would leave us functioning decently for a period; skipping sleep would have a significant impact on our natural performance instantly.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 years ago in Lifehack
Winning is A Decision
Winning is a journey not too many people want to start and many never do. With that there are also people who think they’ve started and have been stuck in an illusion their whole lives. We all know the story of the three little pigs, right? The story starts out with three pigs in three different houses living in harmony. The first pig has a house built by straw the second twigs and the third brick. Randomly one day a big and (relatively bad) wolf comes along and tries to eat them. He blows both their houses down except for the third pig because his house was strong enough to withstand the wolfs powerful winds and the moral of the story is dependent on who you had teaching you. One being friendship and how the power of having reliable friends can come in handy in times of struggle, but if the wolf represents calamity in the world and the houses represent how prepared we are for it then the moral becomes more about building yourself up to be so strong that nothing can move you. However, in reference to winning there can be a different perspective all together. For example, imagine the pigs don’t know each other at all. They each build their respective houses and go about their days as usual, and the wolf instead of being “big and bad” is seen as a regular wolf and like regular wolves eating other animals is normal as its more for survival and not being subjectively mean. He still stumbles upon all three pigs individually and for the purpose of the story line he still blows their houses down. Now the first pig that built his house out of straw is completely confident that the wolf is not capable of blowing his house down. Straw might have been the only thing in his area, he might not know much about the strength of wolves we don’t know for certain all we know is he built his house out of straw. Straw is the weakest material in the story, so we know that he was done the fastest between the three pigs. With such speed he was able to enjoy the fruits of his labor quicker much like instant gratification. Without any thought of what could potentially harm him, or what the best material was around him he would proceed to build something that was sufficient for the needs he was thinking about presently like shelter, warmth, and stability. This leaves him open for an opportunistic wolf that appears on the scene hungry and as quickly as the pig built his home the wolf just as quickly blows it down and feasts on the pig.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 years ago in Motivation
The Rainbow Bird
Brazil, one of the most beautiful places to live. Amazing food, an active night scene and woman built from pure imagination. It’s everything a young aspiring farmer could want, but for every joy there is also a misery. Brazil boasts one of the highest homicide rates in the world and is currently ranked ninth for overall crime rate. It also hosts some of the deadliest animals in the world including anaconda’s jaguars, bull sharks and Brazilian wandering spiders. However, these aren’t the main attraction in Brazil. The bigger draw starts at tourists that bring in fourteen thousand USD yearly and ends with illegal smugglers bringing in a couple thousand and even up to half a million a year. The macaw.
By Tetrenius Cobalt2 years ago in Fiction
OH VOCAL
I don't know how I found Vocal as a platform. I had just taken down my website and was looking for another place to write freely, and just stumbled upon it one day. I’ve always loved to write because writing to me is a joy, and yes everyone can create a passage by writing, but not everyone can write. Writing well is not just about putting pen and paper or fingers to keyboard. The author, whether it be a story about himself /herself, an object should be taking the reader on a journey. That's what separates the good from the great, or so I thought. Back when I was still in high school I seen the switch turn on. Suddenly the kids who were all writing the same things got praised. It was about the creation itself not the creativity behind it, and by no means am I battering anyone’s stories from the past, but we have words for a reason and their “creativity” was generic. It’s called a feel good story and it forms a box around writing that’s not supposed to be there.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Journal
