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EXCERPT FROM THE BOOK:
Prologue
I am just a few months
into my seventeenth year of life. I fresh from the rigors of
Parris Island Marine Corp boot camp, and still exhilarated from
the victory of pummeling two of the biggest men in the platoon
with nothing but a pugil stick as a combat weapon.
I am also excited by
the prospect of learning how to arm the nuclear warheads in the
Hawk Missiles Systems that I will be trained to launch at Fort
Bliss. The promise of these adventures to come hold me
enthralled.
As I stood on U.S.
soil, my friends and I looked over the Rio Grande’ at our new
port of intrigue, where flesh dens are rumored to litter the
city… as numerous as ants at an untended picnic.
From my vantage point,
Juarez looked like a concrete sprawl with a flowering of neon
lights sprinkled and laced throughout the main drag.
The patterns of light
dwindling down on side streets radiated away in every direction
from the strip. As we traveled the length of the bridge,
Juarez looked like it glistened with a myriad of potentialities.
The city was a
cacophony of sounds and a whirling montage of images, with
crowds of people milling in and out of stores and traffic. There
was the hustling and bustling of U.S. soldiers, vendors, and
tourists mingling with work-a-day Mexican citizens.
As we walked on the
main drag the exotic feel of the city intoxicated me. We mingled
in the stores and markets and we could see that the vendors were
glutted with various native sundries; you name it, it was all
there.
Interspersed among
these businesses were restaurants, massage parlors, and numerous
bars and whorehouses… that were set up like flesh-peddling
supermarkets.
Juarez
was like an unauthorized adult theme park for servicemen and
civilians alike.
To me it seemed like a
town ideal to pursue my quest for gratifications of the flesh
and other forms of entertainment. None of these could found
described in any tourist book shelved at any reputable chamber
of commerce.
Yes, this is what we
came for and this is what we wanted… a place that offered
distractions of the flesh for eager and horny young Marines who
were looking to cut their metaphoric teeth in the world as
budding adults….
MOST PEOPLE TALK BULLSHIT:
One Primate's Search For Intelligent Life
(GENESIS)
MOST PEOPLE TALK BULLSHIT:
One Primate's Search For Intelligent Life
(EXODUS)
MOST PEOPLE TALK BULLSHIT:
One Primate's Search For Intelligent Life
(REVELATIONS)
MOST PEOPLE TALK BULLSHIT:
One Primate's Search For Intelligent Life
(JUDGMENT DAY)
THE MARINES: GOD'S CHOSEN
WARRIORS
VINCE'S GYM
CONVERSATIONS WITH NEO
NEO TEACHES ME THE ART OF WAR
& PEACE;
His Version of The Matrix
MEMORIES OF MY FATHERS
ZEN & THE ART OF RESISTANCE
TRAINING:
A Yogic & Scientific Approach To Weight
Lifting
ZEN & THE BIOLOGY OF
TRANSCENDENCE:
The First Matrix of Psychic
Phenomena
ZEN & THE ART OF KINESIOLOGY:
The Yogic & Scientific
Approach To Movement
ZEN & YOUR ENERGY SYSTEMS
ZEN & VARIOUS ASPECTS OF
TRAINING
HOMEPAGE TO ADVENTURES IN MARINE BIOLOGY
HOMEPAGE |
