Rasputinunleashed presents Sterling Elysians' THE LAST RIDE

Dropping, dropping, ever so fast...on the surface of huge watery mass...To my right and high above...A threatening wall of water wanting to shove...My plastic machine into the abyss...That dark valley below, filled with salty mist...Twisting, turning, trying to stay ahead...Simply because I don't want to be dead...Climbing swiftly on that steep wall...My sculptured glass board answering the call...of my inner self...Then, all of a sudden...Directly in front of me, a gaping hole appears...Nowhere to go, a split second for a decision...An instant to react to avoid certain destruction...Instantly, the wave has me and then some...Before I know it, the end has come ...My plastic wedge is freed from its' watery grasp...Tons of fluid energy makes me gasp..Down, down, to the bottom my body goes...Tumbling, bouncing, wanting to escape the painful blows...My lungs bursting for lack of air...I've got to surface but I know not where...Clawing at the overpowering liquid...That murderous sea, that has finally put the hurt on me...Then, as if by magic, my whole being relaxes, I see the beauty , the moist caress...the water feeling so warm, so comforting, can this truly be!!!! Caring not what happens to me I welcome the transition....I've realized my destiny....

Sterlings' SURFING LIFE

Fantastic unrestrained fluid power...Appears and reappears in constant motion...Advancing power tubes, absorbing...Sun-dripped syrup rain on it's moist peaks...Drenched flesh wading through ...Cream covered ocean ripples...Sliding swiftly through blue, watery fangs of crystal vortices...And emerging as the tricky master...Smiling mysteriously in his terrestrial straight-jacket...Invading the sanctity of the crystal mansion...Sucking source of inner fullfilment...Ecstacy measured in split seconds...And then, possesion of the blue swell virgin... Sweet object of the blue soul involvement.......

Sterling Elysians' FIFTY PERCENT

The way it used to be...Sliding swiftly on the face of the sea...The way it was with me...Happy and carefree... Those days away from conformity... Just me and the sand along the surf...Waiting for God knows WHAT...But nevertheless, I was there waiting...Then, one day on the horizon...I did spot fluid energy...In the form of a giant foamy swell...Making its way towards me...Boldly challenging the imagination...Flowing, moving , kinetic destruction...Suddenly, I knew why I had been waiting...At once the shadowy covering was lifted...From my mind...I moved quickly with determination...Confronting the dark bluish moving mass...Fear motivated my body but courage flooded my spirit...On that day, I saw fully one half of it...