for the longest time i thought i knew pain. from a physical perspective i spent the first half of my life being beaten up as the smallest, weakest, and oddest child around. i have spent the second half in and out of surgery for a number of inherited or developed problems that have left me mostly scar tissue and partially crippled. in spite of this...
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Red
The street lamp sheds a pool of light, a tiny island in the vast sea of night. The wind cuts cold through it, but the type of sanctuary it provides is not from the likes of the elements. It provides shelter from that which lurks in the dark.
Lurking like a wolf.
She enters its luminescent embrace like a swimmer emerging from the water...
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The street lamp sheds a pool of light, a tiny island in the vast sea of night. The wind cuts cold through it, but the type of sanctuary it provides is not from the likes of the elements. It provides shelter from that which lurks in the dark.
Lurking like a wolf.
She enters its luminescent embrace like a swimmer emerging from the water...
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lotus:
I just came to tell you I also like those two.
But I'll read all that later, cause I have to work soon.
But I'll read all that later, cause I have to work soon.
b4byl0n:
You need to be rescued 
ty bebe
ty bebe
The Smile
She stands framed by the doorway. Light from behind her picks out her slender form through the flowing shapeless dress. She is short,
slight,
a child.
She is a faerie tale dream.
There she stands, long white hair pulled back and braided in a fox tail. Wide brimmed straw hat balanced precariously on the back of her head. Soft cotton cloth, printed with...
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She stands framed by the doorway. Light from behind her picks out her slender form through the flowing shapeless dress. She is short,
slight,
a child.
She is a faerie tale dream.
There she stands, long white hair pulled back and braided in a fox tail. Wide brimmed straw hat balanced precariously on the back of her head. Soft cotton cloth, printed with...
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thorn2:
Show some more - I think you should try and get it published. I've got so much of my own to weed through, but had the same thoughts (it all seems to revolve around lost love though so I need to find some new material before doing anything with it all.
Yes, I think weeding out the dregs of humanity would be good - although with shows like jackass and these other reality tv programs I fear that would be most of the population.
Yes, I think weeding out the dregs of humanity would be good - although with shows like jackass and these other reality tv programs I fear that would be most of the population.
b4byl0n:
True, true very true... It is fascinating and eerie in the same aspect... The reason it was strange for me is that it hit close to home. It is a perfect example of 'you never know' and always be careful of the ones you have around you, or the ones that you consider to have around you. So yes, it may be intriguing to view the others in the world in such a beautiful way. Being appreciative of who they are, where they came from and so forth. But you know, sometimes you can be pleasantly surprised and shocked in return.
I find your stories, as well as your intelligence, stimulating on a plethora of levels. The gray matter upstairs says "feed me"
One of my favorite Lewis Carroll verses... and I don't know why:
The time has come the walrus said to talk of many things, of shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. And why the sea is boiling hot and whether
have wings..
xox
I find your stories, as well as your intelligence, stimulating on a plethora of levels. The gray matter upstairs says "feed me"
One of my favorite Lewis Carroll verses... and I don't know why:
The time has come the walrus said to talk of many things, of shoes and ships and sealing wax and cabbages and kings. And why the sea is boiling hot and whether
have wings..
xox
The Piper
It starts with a single note.
Piercing,
clear,
haunting.
It lingers, hanging in the air like a crystalized breath on a winters day. Hangs for an eternity, till it seems that there is only the note, has always been the note, always will be the note. Then it shatters, dissipating in the onset of the melody.
And what a melody.
Lilting,
flowing,
haunting....
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It starts with a single note.
Piercing,
clear,
haunting.
It lingers, hanging in the air like a crystalized breath on a winters day. Hangs for an eternity, till it seems that there is only the note, has always been the note, always will be the note. Then it shatters, dissipating in the onset of the melody.
And what a melody.
Lilting,
flowing,
haunting....
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b4byl0n:
crap? i think not...
I often wondered the same thing about the children... Then i try to block those harrowed thoughts..
I do a lil writing m'self.. working on a dark faeire tale right now as a matter of fact... when m'done, i'll share
oh and i added you to keep track of your journal... heh
I often wondered the same thing about the children... Then i try to block those harrowed thoughts..
I do a lil writing m'self.. working on a dark faeire tale right now as a matter of fact... when m'done, i'll share
oh and i added you to keep track of your journal... heh
b4byl0n:
yay! i'm your friend!
yes yes.. please bring out some more for me to read. I'm coming along rather well on the story that i'm writing. Maybe I'll actually have the guts to send it to a publisher at some point
update your journal!
xox
yes yes.. please bring out some more for me to read. I'm coming along rather well on the story that i'm writing. Maybe I'll actually have the guts to send it to a publisher at some point
update your journal!
xox
talking to the trees again. there is a very pretty little oak out front of my favorite coffee shop in downtown Buffalo that everyone just ignores. it is an absolutely gorgeous specimen and its leaves have just come in and have that healthy verdant green color that never lasts longer then the first couple of weeks, you know, that waxy, rich green that all your...
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rosalyn:
Heh, I'm not sure I CAN be intimidating... all 5'1" of me with my curly-sue hair doesn't have much on drunk-punks. 
And mental intimidation doesn't work well either on wasted teenagers.
I managed to insult them pretty well though.
Haha, anyway, I just hope theyy grow out of it.. and n the mean time, avoid them like the plague!
Aww, capybaras are great.. like guinnea pigs only bigger.
And mental intimidation doesn't work well either on wasted teenagers.
I managed to insult them pretty well though.
Haha, anyway, I just hope theyy grow out of it.. and n the mean time, avoid them like the plague!
Aww, capybaras are great.. like guinnea pigs only bigger.
thorn2:
Yes, trees DO have a lot to say. Personally, I congregate up in the hills with old oak tree forests that have the luxury of a cool stream that gurgles by and very quiet valleys where few venture to explore. Haven't seen any fishies, though, so couldn't help you there.
i followed the fish for several blocks before i lost sight of it and was forced to find something else to do. i would like to know where swimmy little fish go when they disappear from the street, but as i have yet to catch one i have not had the opportunity to ask. the spiders claim that fish do not go all swimmy around...
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excesively pissed off now by people who are supposed to be rational. have been reading large quantities of quantum physics as of late... started wondering why every single theorem, proof and equation assumes time is a given (after all, we measure time by a completely flawed, ever changing, and increasingly chaotic device - our planets movement in this solar system). have not found one single...
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you know you have spent too much time studying the "Thousand Nights and One Night" when you start and end every sentence with some praise to Allah... without thinking about it... and when you aren't Muslim. fortunately they are all excellent stories and if Allah is responsible He should definately be praised for them.
in better news though, i managed to find two more of...
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spent too much time lost in higher dimensionality physics and the nature of time. think i might have found something personally profound... but also find that i am even less stable then normal. the universe and al that inhabits it, even its inhabitants thoughts, are ripe with potential energy. so much potential that all possibilities are probable and attainable. reality is built by each and...
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hel:
i'd say a good 70% of my ink was done here http://www.eyecandytattoos.com
"And indeed the tale is so astonishing that, were it written with needles on the interior corner of an eye, yet would it prove a lesson to the circumspect."
picked up a wicked collection of the "The Thousand Nights and One Night" translated back in the mid 1800's. four volumes of sex, and decadence, and beauty, and weirdness. its bloody stunning! i love stuff like...
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picked up a wicked collection of the "The Thousand Nights and One Night" translated back in the mid 1800's. four volumes of sex, and decadence, and beauty, and weirdness. its bloody stunning! i love stuff like...
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thorn2:
You're very fortunate to find such a literary treasure. I would love to find a copy that hasn't experienced the bastardization or censorship of our western "morality".
You are right about the winter and the darkness that magick seems to thrive in. Thanks for the alternate perspective. It's been a long time since I had the joy of snow blanketing my world - but certainly know the beauty of which you speak.
If I find a muse I'll be sure to let you know where to find her.
You are right about the winter and the darkness that magick seems to thrive in. Thanks for the alternate perspective. It's been a long time since I had the joy of snow blanketing my world - but certainly know the beauty of which you speak.
If I find a muse I'll be sure to let you know where to find her.
out of my head today... caught somewhere between the belief that i am of the doaine sidhe, the prophet who comes after the Beast, and the cheshire cat... hoping at somepoint i remember who i am long enough to put me back together. names have power, all the old stories and tales agree, but i don't think i have ever really known my name... the...
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marla:
it's too bad we're forced to farm, I might add. as the native abundance has been wiped nearly to non-existence.
marla:
the power of names and gods, that's just what I meant. 
apparently there are people in this world who are under the impression that i need a specific religion. for example, a woman who had way too much energy for the amount of strain her body must be suffering under constantly, comes barging into my office with a large amount of paperwork to be excised and dutied and essentially taxed to ridiculousness. as i shift into...
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alistairmather:
thank you for the compliment. actually you would be surprised by what the plant tends to pick up. it has a lot to tell if you have the patience and sense to listen.
thorn2:
I know what your saying about talking to the plant. When I go into the mountains, I commune with the trees - those are conversations that can humble a person.
Out of curiosity, why do you find yourself alone during the holidays?
Out of curiosity, why do you find yourself alone during the holidays?