The Marvelous Mr. Eden
I am The Marvelous Mr. Eden. I'm an aspiring photographer who also enjoys writing articles in his free time.
Vocal is a wonderful platform that allows me to share my world views and ideas in written form. I hope to inspire you with my work.
The Misconception of Thanksgiving
Today's political climate has made it so many traditions and holidays have become a topic of controversy. Many of these controversies are not without merit, but it would seem as though history and a lack of proper education has misguided those arguing for or against either side. Thanksgiving is no exception to this. To some, Thanksgiving is a time to bring people together. To love your family, your friends, and have a feast. To others, Thanksgiving is a symbol of colonization. It symbolizes the oppression of the Native American people, and such ideas should be considered taboo. It is easy to see why each side of the argument feels so strongly about the holiday, and it's easy to see where both sides have merit in their arguments. With this in mind, however, both sides have been fairly misguided. In this article I will be talking about the actual origins of Thanksgiving, and hopefully be teaching a handful of people as well.
The Beauty Of Wildlife Photography
I have always had a love for photography. Growing up, I took classes and played with old film cameras. It wasn't until my mid-twenties that I was able to truly pursue photography, and what started as a childhood hobby went on to be my greatest passion. I've been lucky enough to photograph many subjects. I've shot portraits, landscapes, vehicles, and architecture, but nothing compares to the beauty that is photographing wildlife. It an almost magical feeling that fills me with more joy than I can possibly describe. I've always had a love for nature, but photography has given me so much more of a desire to work with it and capture the beauty of the animals we so often take for granted.
Game Review: Outriders
Outriders made a bit of a splash when it first was announced back at E3 2019. While it was overshadowed for a time, Outriders came back into a spotlight with a beta demo that seemingly showcased what was to come in a very positive light. The mechanics were solid, the graphics were decent, and you even got to keep whatever progress you made if you purchased the game after it released. With promises of cross-platform compatibility and a development team that promised a finished, functional product at launch, it seemed like Outriders was shaping up to be a hit. So ... what went wrong?
Do The Stars Really Align?
would like to start off by being blunt. I have never cared much for Zodiac signs. I've always believed that people carry their own thoughts and ambitions, none of which is dictated by the movements of the stars. Much as Vocal as challenged me to write, however, they have now begun to challenge me to learn. In this little article of mine, I will be writing my thoughts as I research my own Zodiac sign.
A Better Future
Over the last four years, the American people have endured much. Having finally removed former president Donald Trump from office, many have hoped that now is the time to look towards a brighter future. Personally, I have never been one to discuss politics in an online setting. With this in mind, however, I feel as though there are many things that are far too important not to be addressed. In this article I am going to take a look at some of the issues we face and share my thoughts on them. I only hope to help spread awareness towards the issues I believe plague the American people.
The Guilty Pleasure of Loving A Meme
When it comes to binge worthy shows, there truly are so many. The Office, Letterkenny, The Mandalorian, even The Simpsons (if you want to binge for days on end that is). My guilty pleasure isn't any of these, however. My binge show of choice is none other than JoJo's Bizzare Adventure.
The Journal of Howard Phillips
August 8th, 1927 I had a quite interesting occurrence today. As I made my way down Ridge Street, I was approached by an odd looking fellow. He was small in stature, and seemingly frantic. He called out to me, though I'd never seen him before in my life, and made me an offer. He pulled out a most peculiar book from his briefcase, bound in what I can only assume is pig leather. It appears to be written in a language neither myself or my colleague recognize. Needless to say, my curiosity was peaked. I offered to purchase the book, but rather, the man simply handed it over. He seemed all to eager to be rid of it, but who am I to judge a man for what he wishes to possess? For now, the book sits next to me on my writing desk. I'll go to the library tomorrow to see if I can find any more information on it. For now, however, I retire for the evening.
The Last Winter
The world is quiet ... perhaps more so than it use to be. I remember being young. I remember listening to the sound of snow falling as I gazed out from my perch. Now, the pitter patter of snowfall is all but gone. My senses have grown quite dull in recent years, and the winter is far colder than I remember. These eyes have grown weary, seeing much from the skies, although I have no legacy to leave behind. This suits me fine, as a humble life is one worth living all the same. Having spent it being happy, I cannot complain. This is a feat in its own right, as I've never truly struggled to be content as the humans seem to do. Their worries, their way of life. At times it confuses me, but they gave me my home. They gave me this barn, from which I've lived my days freely. I've spent many nights pursuing the hunt, feeding myself in the only way I know how. Perhaps this was my calling, and perhaps it is a legacy after all. Even with no one to tell my story, the story was still told all the same.
Goodbye, Farewell, Good Riddance
Dear Mr. Trump, I hope this letter finds you well, in spite of your actions over the past four years. Your term as president of the United States has given the world a strong insight into who you are as a person. In a way, it's almost ironic that it ends in much the same fashion as how it began.