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)
The First Move
Like most kids I went through school with my friends from childhood. Preschool then kindergarten and so on until I graduated from high school. My parents went to our local church and since they were regulars they built relationships with other church goers who also had kids. Those kids at least most of them would attend my preschool which is now another church, go figure. We had to wear uniforms at this school everyday, and on Wednesday we got even more dressed up putting on ties and sweater vests. Although it was a charter school I remember the children still being normal. Most of our parents were in the middle class so, they were shelling out extra money for our education, but because of that we were raised strictly. The money they were shelling out put our families in the hole and they made sure we knew it. Constantly pushing us beyond our limits holding their unreachable expectations above our heads. It refined us, but also made us stubborn as we were all put into a group in which we were supposed to be the best. During this time I found out who my best friend for the entirety of my life would be. Before I knew his name both he and I requested to use the restroom. We finished, but a child’s curiosity knows no bounds and we dared each other into the girls bathroom. Well, unfortunately we didn’t plan on there being girls in there and even more unfortunate than that we didn’t understand girls in the slightest. We just wanted to know why it smelled good and why there were no urinals; they wanted to know why we were there, and instead of asking us they all became banshees. We ran for our lives and made it back to class, but the girls were hot on our tails telling everyone what had just happened. We got suspended that day (for a couple days), but when we got back we were best friends.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Confessions
Your Relationship
Relationships are complicated, but they don’t always have to be. Some of them are straight forward. High school sweet hearts are by definition that type of couple. They date each other from whatever grade freshman through senior year, and continue to date each other through college and eventually the rest of their lives. The rate of divorce from this type of relationship is actually pretty low. Sitting at about 50 percent when the couple gets married in their teenage years, and shooting up to almost 80 percent when they wait until the age of 25. It may seem shocking as it was to me, or maybe this is common knowledge but the real surprise is that less than two percent of all marriages are from high school sweethearts. This would mean that 98% of people globally are meeting each other in an adult environment. Whether that be work, vacation, a friend of a friend, online dating or any other possible way. However, the divorce rate at least in the United States has not significantly changed over the past few years. It still remains more or less at 50 percent. That 50 percent would come from the majority of relationships meaning out of that 98 percent of people who met in random ways, 50 percent will be divorced eventually. This puts high school sweethearts in a minority forcing the question “Is love at first sight better than love that was cultivated?” Yes it’s true that both can be developed, but the starting line is drastically different for each of them. One couple began their love the moment they met each other. There was passion, fire, commitment and a deep desire to do anything and everything with this person forever. That type of love has seen no hardship yet, but has perfect communication because the goals are mutual between them. A relationship that has a cultivated love is the exact opposite. In the beginning there wasn’t any love. They find each other through normal means meaning the only reason for the conversation is a lust filled one. After a couple dates or a couple sex sessions both sides start thinking bigger and further; usually understanding that this will either blossom into a beautiful relationship or be another conquest, adventure etc. If the answer is a relationship they now have to take off their armor and see what the other is made up of. The ups, and downs from there on out will either build a fortified love or shatter both of them into pieces. This type of relationship seemingly finishes at the start line for couples that have been in love since day one, but is also in the majority so it already has a fifty-fifty shot at never making it.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Humans
I'm Fed up
Learning to love people is a real challenge lately. Let’s start with the boring small talk that they make. Why as people do we continue to have small talk with each other, and then go home and have conversations about how we hated it. No one is forcing us to speak to each other, but yet we still do it like our lives depended on it. I went to the store today looking for a small table. The table I found was perfect; just the right size and color for the space I needed. Unfortunately the packaging was broken, and so was the table inside so I was forced to ask an associate for help. Now, while I was waiting for this associate, to get a hold of another associate, to help both of us I see this man scanning the area were occupying. He first walks on the right side of the aisle then the left side, and finally ends up on my right shoulder. He too was looking for a small table for his family, and goes to reach for the table. I told him “That table is broken”. He replied with a thank you, and we both proceeded to wait for our end tables to arrive. An associate finally arrived and asked his fellow co-worker what the code was so they could go retrieve them from the back. He received the code and left, and this is when it got terrible for me.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Humans
Be Great
Assume everyone in the world wants to be great, and that everyone in the world would do anything to achieve some sort of greatness; what would be the first thing holding them back? The place they were raised, how much money they were “born” with, or just the color of their skin are all good answers as a first obstacle, but they wouldn’t be the very first one. Before any written exam or physical competition there has to be an increase in knowledge or physical attributes. This is what I would call the preparation phase. After the practice is complete the person now has to go into their specific trials whether that be a chess tournament or a friendly race down the street. This is what I would call the acquire phase. The “final form” of this person has now been achieved and they are ready to have an okay to good performance. However, this is when the first obstacle will reveal itself clearly. Sometimes a good performance doesn’t get it done and a lot of people don’t understand that. The first obstacle to overcome for anyone who wants to be great isn’t the training, or even finding something to be great at, that part is easy. The first obstacle is to overcome losing, or failing after the first time when the training was as thorough as possible. Knowing that there wasn’t anything else that could have been done, and the only option is to get right back to it.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Motivation
This Countries Garbage
This country is a complete disaster from top to bottom. Everyone has increasing debt because their jobs don’t pay enough, and yes I said jobs because having one isn’t enough to make it anymore. Even with two jobs the basic necessities are hard to grasp. That being said there are obviously different situations for everyone. A small amount of people are living well with just one job providing for them; these people are in a special class on their own because they probably don’t have any kids, friends or a social life because their work, is their life. Now, working multiple jobs is one thing. Maybe that person is trying extra hard to get out of debt, or make a few additional bucks to take their significant other on a much needed vacation, but most of the time it’s just for survival. Gas is higher than its ever been, food prices are rising, employers have always treated their employees with no respect, our veterans are made fun of on the streets, suicide rates are up and our government isn’t on the uptick either. Those were only the problems off the top of my head that I see everyday, but I’m not here to speak on any of those issues. Today I want to speak about something that we all are accustomed to. It’s a task we have to do once a week, and usually we don’t think about it because it’s such a mundane task our minds naturally skip over it. I want to talk about the trash problem in the United States. Of course, globally trash is a problem, but specifically looking at the United States will show us how far we have truly fallen.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Earth
Sweets Save Lives
Once there was a time when humans thought that food would never run out. That thought came from the amount of humans there were, and how much food people were buying and actually eating. Food was abundant at that time because everyone was eating exactly the right amount of food. No more and no less. Families would go to the grocery store, and buy only what they needed; people were kind and took into consideration what everyone else might want/need, not just caring about themselves. We were at the top of the hill though, and things naturally fall from a high point to a low point and they do so very quickly. People stopped caring about one another, not all at once but everyday it would decrease. The farmers started getting paid less, and so they went out of business leaving us in the hands of giant corporations that never cared from the beginning. Families started going to the store and buying things no one would need. Packages of oreos, and bags upon bags of cereal and small snacks. Next thing we knew the shelves stopped being full when we went shopping. Products were coming out slower and slower, and it looked like the beginning of a pandemic. The food was gone, and it was never returning.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Humans
Forced Adulthood
When I was a child I always wanted to be a grown up. It seemed more fun than being a child; there were so many adventures that my cousins, and older sister were allowed to partake in that I wasn’t. My sisters to me were something of legend anyway since they left the house so early, but I was told of their glory days by my parents as if they still lived with us. They were allowed to go out and stay out until the crack of dawn, and come home with metal in their skin with seemingly no punishment. To me, it was all I ever hoped for in the future. To be able to do anything I wanted without having a consequence immediately follow was all I could dream about as a child.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Confessions
It's The Little Things
I was born in the year 2055 in the super country of Umanada. The United States, Canada and Mexico all formed one country when WWIII broke out in 2035. The United States had backed itself into a corner with the other super powers of the world. Taking over space, and reclaiming their right to dominate an unknown plain infuriated China and Russia, as their technology was at least ten years behind in capabilities. The United States also for once kept their mouth shut. Keeping an air tight seal on their technological advancement. That’s why in 2035 both countries who had refined their military struck the United States with a surprise attack on the southern coast of California. The attack proved devastating, and caused major damage, lighting up San Diego, Coronado, LA and all the surrounding areas. The people there were already broken down from the constant fires, and heat so they stood no chance against the ground forces that were making quick work of the area. Southern California being so densely populated at 23.86 million according to a 2019 census had plummeted to around five million in one day. The United States rallied as best they could, but they had never been attacked on land; the home invasion was something that they had never prepared for. The country was to prideful in its successful dominance over the free world to realize what was going on back home. Instead of rising up to defeat the now present threat the citizens were apathetic toward the fighting. They had realized long ago that their country had forsaken them; the United States had never cared about its citizens and it showed. No free healthcare, corporations running the judicial systems, veterans on the street or in a noose, and one of the worst continuously running economies; with a suffering middle class whose been over taxed, and underpaid.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Fiction
The Bird Cage
The foundation was never built on being successful together. From the beginning the plan was to separate us, uproot our families and force us to bond with chaos herself. The plan worked perfectly. Look at us… fighting among our selves like rabid dogs. Everyone only wants best for them. Their sons and daughters, their check, their relationship. Life is a journey, but the paths we take have long been manipulated by our own species, turned into something heinous and foul. We’ve never seen eye to eye with each other; starting war after war killing our sons and daughters for the sake of land, money, and overall power of the world. As humans this is our common denominator and has been for millennium. Why is that? Is it because history repeats itself so were destined to continuously duplicate our timeline? Are we just evil beings with nothing better to do than procreate and eliminate? Great questions, but none of the answers matter. Why they ask? Isn’t that how we would begin to solve problems? No, the way to solve problems is not to answer large on topic questions about a broad subject. Solving problems is to force change and for something to change something, or someone must take action.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Psyche
A Timeless Fairy tale
At this point in my life I don’t remember all the bedtime stories that I’ve been read in my life. Most of the fairy tales weren’t on my families “Read to small children list”. Jack and The Bean Stalk, Little Red Riding Hood, and Goldilocks and The Three Bears were the house favorites, and I remember having all three of them read to me a handful of times. Jack had a good story, but it started off with him taking a big risk. If I was in his position it couldn’t have happened like that. My mother sends me off with a cow (our only cow) in hopes I return with a decent amount of change. In her head that change is going to get us by for the next couple weeks. Instead I return home with some magic beans… that would’ve been the end of the story right there, but Jack plants them. He somehow manages to climb this ridiculously sized stalk and grab a couple of stolen items including a goose that releases golden eggs. While holding all of this he is found out by the giant who lives there, and forced to flee and the rest is history. Classic fiction tale, but I couldn’t get fully behind it. The moral of the story was to take a huge risk and it’ll all work itself out? Maybe don’t do what your parents say and things make another path? Either way it wasn’t for me.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Families
L.N.L
A deep desire to nurture, care for and emotionally be attached to someone or something can only be explained as love which, through experience we know is a human flaw. If humans went by the definition then the phrase (“I love you”) wouldn’t be one of the most said phrases that is rarely understood or reciprocated.
By Tetrenius Cobalt3 years ago in Humans