The One RING lost anon; Or, How Pooh went and Lost His Complimetary Cheap Circut

Background info...

A day prior to one where I ate many chocolates left that were given to the Pagan Foul Sorceresses dabbling and chubby hoping children that rang the door. For, on November First I left my temporary storage overflow faculty... Yes Rightoo but before I left I came upon Two Rings forged in the Depths of time in the Fires of Mount Doom... or maybe in some Chinese factory furnace... Right but these two Rings were the Same yet they were diametrically opposed a dichotomy to make an Iranian Zoroastrian grin... wonder if any are happy now or left even you'd think the One-God-Isalm Government would have hung them all by now along with the homosexuals, thieves, and dissenting journalist... Ahhh High right but ahh my point was about the rings right- so These rings came with a certain item I purchased let's just say they were part of a promotional bonus package... I had know idea the rings were in with the product- in fact if I'd have know they were in there I might have got the regular package. But, it too late I went to Best Buy Electronics and I bought what was released that day November First but the ring was lost.

The day was fair- as fair as a green pasture with Tess unwounded forgotten of her diary days. And I went down to the South to the Sail Rock. My accoutrement's were passing strange. I had on two of the rubber bracers, my blue G-shock some Nicaraguan banded threads or other and of course the two RINGS. But one ring was the RIng of Unfettered Power of Pride unbound, no force of the Law or militant arms could subdue it or the wearer of it. Yet, it was becalmed and unmagiced.... you see I had on it's juxtaposition and with the other Circuit around my finger the inspiring Entropy was silenced to a brooding immortality. Though the RING was canceled by the other it still granted the wearer all the bloody guilt and undiyeng strength found in the Essence of Sauron.... For even as Frito was bored with the Rings so I in turn was also of Tom Bombadil and though it might suck the soul of some Epic dreamer it was bootless in it's deception of Mine Own Mind. Besides which it kept turning when I wanted onlookers to read it and not see the Gazing Eye...

The ONE RING:

This Is The Right Side And Thus the Other One Ring that Hinders the Left:

Right so I went to Sail Rock.

Therein I met some comely Lasses of this Formosa Island on which I hold sway as the New Ruling English Lord.


THis is another picture taken with Me in it and some incidental person ....


What better then to give a friendly hug to the 7/11 clerk who feeds the fat power of the oceans:

The ring made the very Seas corrupted crystallizing the salts into distilled baseness:

This is a view to the North:





Her we Have the Grand Ole Orca...





I saw many large fish while snorkeling, angel fish, ahh the lot of all those tropical fish. However I was wtihout a disposable underwater camera so you have to take me round about the rock anon to see them with me... So it was after slipping out of the arms of the friendly fellow tourists that I flowed into the water like so much ephemeral quicksilver

"Isildur would not heed the advice of Elrond and Cirdan and instead of destroying the One Ring by casting it into Mount Doom, he took it as his own. In the end the Ring betrayed him, slipping from his finger as he attempted to swim away from a party of ambushing Orcs at the Gladden Fields near the Misty Mountains. Then the Ring left Isildur's finger and was lost in the waters. IsildurI felt an overwhelming sense of loss, but was then relieved as if a great burden had been lifted from him. Yet, Revealed to the Orcs, he rose out of the water, but at that moment he was spotted by Orcs who shot him with arrows through the throat and heart."

"But for my part I will risk no hurt to this thing: of all the works of Sauron, the only fair. It is precious to me, though I buy it with great pain..."

And as I swam the rocks from the shore and chased the great fish who fled from Beowulf I wondered at the rings and The Ring... for they were on my fingers one left and one right Two hands held the power that countered the other yet still in this grip I was made Immortal ... no weapon forged by men could harm me and no human hinder my passage unless I wished it. I had the Rings, and my Power was finally complete.. no more would I age nor grow weak from hunger or cold. The RING was mine. I came then to the edge of the ocean and joyously rode in on the surf a man of salty veteran swims unafraid of the churning waters... but in my fearlessness the waves soothed me and I forgot the RING though it did not me. For, it slipped my finger just where the sand was churned to invisibility... had it come off before the crash zone I'd have easily found it silver shiny in the sand... but as this was turbulent there was no way- it was lost and The Ring the ONE RING (well in truth there were probably thousands made to go along in the promo package.... I'm assuming forged in China or India not sure though as it's origin was unmarked).

Mmm this no doubt is a small cute hobbit wanting to know if I still have The RING: