Life Is A Prison
by Puff
Life is a prison,
Oh God let me out.
No one to listen,
To hear when you shout.
Climb the walls of insanity,
Ride the waves of despair.
If you fall it don't matter,
There's no one to care.
Used to wish for a window,
To see birds, trees and sky,
But you're better without one -
Stops you aiming too high.
Watching freedom is painful,
For those locked away.
Seeing joy, love and happiness,
Another price that you pay.
Strong is good, weak is bad.
Be it false, be it true.
Your mind makes the choice,
And enforces it too.
Cell walls built by society,
With rules to adhere.
If you breach the acceptable,
You had better beware.
Hide the pain, carry on,
Routine is the key.
Don't let on that you're not,
What you're pretending to be.
Lock it all up inside you,
How badly that bodes.
Look out for that one day,
When it all just explodes.
Leaving naught but a shell,
Base functionality too.
But killing all else,
That was uniquely you.
So how do you grow,
With a timebomb inside?
Or how to defuse it,
Without destroying its ride?
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
10 ways to use less oil
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Tuesday, August 19, 2008
If The Past Year Were Offered Me Again
by Augusta, Lady Gregory (1852 - 1932)
If the past year were offered me again,
And choice of good and ill before me set
Would I accept the pleasure with the pain
Or dare to wish that we had never met?
Ah! could I bear those happy hours to miss
When love began, unthought of and unspoke
That summer day when by a sudden kiss
We knew each other's secret and awoke?
Ah no! not even to escape the pain,
Debate and anguish that I underwent
Flying from thee and my own self in vain
With trouble wasted, till my strength all spent
I knew at last that thou or love or fate
Had conquered and repentance was too late.
If the past year were offered me again,
And choice of good and ill before me set
Would I accept the pleasure with the pain
Or dare to wish that we had never met?
Ah! could I bear those happy hours to miss
When love began, unthought of and unspoke
That summer day when by a sudden kiss
We knew each other's secret and awoke?
Ah no! not even to escape the pain,
Debate and anguish that I underwent
Flying from thee and my own self in vain
With trouble wasted, till my strength all spent
I knew at last that thou or love or fate
Had conquered and repentance was too late.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Depression (Abril 2008) -Poetry
Hello!
Finally I have been able to get my gmail account to work, so I'm back! This time for good, I promise!
Anyway, here is a poem, a sad one, yes, conveying my recent depresive relapse. I'm also adding some pictures from my recent photoshop experiences with anime characters and other topics.
Depression (Abril 2008)
Relapsing into this Hell
Where nothing seems right
And not a thing goes well,
Night after night.
Oh, how I feel like sleeping
And from that slumber never awake.
Indeed I feel like weeping
But there are no tears in the wake.
Oh, kill me softly
For I can’t function under pressure.
May my death come swiftly
Like a sweet sad treasure.
As I live this forceful nightmare
And carry a weight I can not bear,
I can’t help but to stare
Into my mirror, my unseen lair.
I simply can’t relax
Or my being shall collapse,
And the shards of my existence
Shall crumble without resistance.
Let me sleep
A slumber eternal;
And let me weep
My words into this journal.
Where nothing seems right
And not a thing goes well,
Night after night.
Oh, how I feel like sleeping
And from that slumber never awake.
Indeed I feel like weeping
But there are no tears in the wake.
Oh, kill me softly
For I can’t function under pressure.
May my death come swiftly
Like a sweet sad treasure.
As I live this forceful nightmare
And carry a weight I can not bear,
I can’t help but to stare
Into my mirror, my unseen lair.
I simply can’t relax
Or my being shall collapse,
And the shards of my existence
Shall crumble without resistance.
Let me sleep
A slumber eternal;
And let me weep
My words into this journal.
Monday, January 28, 2008
some cute slogans for shirts
SLOGANS FOR WOMEN'S T-SHIRT
1. So many men, so few who can afford me.
2. God made us sisters; Prozac made us friends.
3. If they don't have chocolate in heaven, I ain't going.
4. At my age, I've seen it all, done it all, heard it all...I just can't remember it all.
5. My Mother is a travel agent for guilt trips.
6. Princess, having had sufficient experience with princes, seeks frog.
7. Coffee, chocolate, men . . . Some things are just better rich.
8. Don't treat me any differently than you would the Queen.
9. If you want breakfast in bed, sleep in the kitchen.
10. Dinner Is ready when the smoke alarm goes off.
11. It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.
12. I'm out of estrogen-and I have a gun.
13. Guys have feelings too. But like...who cares?
14. Next mood swing: 6 minutes.
15. I hate everybody...and you're next.
16. And your point is...?
17. I used to be schizophrenic, but we're OK now.
18. Warning: I have an attitude and I know how to use it.
19. Of course I don't look busy...I did it right the first time.
20. Do NOT start with me. You will NOT win.
21. You have the right to remain silent, so please SHUT UP.
22. All stressed out and no one to choke.
23. I'm one of those bad things that happen to good people.
24. How can I miss you if you won't go away?
25. Sorry if I looked interested. I'm not.
26. If we are what we eat, I'm fast, cheap and easy.
27. Don't upset me! I'm running out of places to hide the bodies.
1. So many men, so few who can afford me.
2. God made us sisters; Prozac made us friends.
3. If they don't have chocolate in heaven, I ain't going.
4. At my age, I've seen it all, done it all, heard it all...I just can't remember it all.
5. My Mother is a travel agent for guilt trips.
6. Princess, having had sufficient experience with princes, seeks frog.
7. Coffee, chocolate, men . . . Some things are just better rich.
8. Don't treat me any differently than you would the Queen.
9. If you want breakfast in bed, sleep in the kitchen.
10. Dinner Is ready when the smoke alarm goes off.
11. It's hard to be nostalgic when you can't remember anything.
12. I'm out of estrogen-and I have a gun.
13. Guys have feelings too. But like...who cares?
14. Next mood swing: 6 minutes.
15. I hate everybody...and you're next.
16. And your point is...?
17. I used to be schizophrenic, but we're OK now.
18. Warning: I have an attitude and I know how to use it.
19. Of course I don't look busy...I did it right the first time.
20. Do NOT start with me. You will NOT win.
21. You have the right to remain silent, so please SHUT UP.
22. All stressed out and no one to choke.
23. I'm one of those bad things that happen to good people.
24. How can I miss you if you won't go away?
25. Sorry if I looked interested. I'm not.
26. If we are what we eat, I'm fast, cheap and easy.
27. Don't upset me! I'm running out of places to hide the bodies.
Monday, November 05, 2007
RELIGION- Why does it control the world?
Please don't hate me for this essay, if you do you will just be proving me right. And please -no flaming.
Isn't religion a creation of humanity?
On my own personal beliefs, yes, I do believe and worship divinities, but I find it pathetic how humanity has evolved with such a way of turning faith into the basis of all organization.
Are humans that desperate for a power superior?
Are they so terribly desperate for something to rule over them?
Or maybe it is simply the eternal need to justify unanswered questions.
Humanity fears the unknown behond explanation.
What we don't understand is so horribly scary, is it not?
Why do we have to explain every single thing in the world?
Most religions defend that some things are holy mysteries, not intended to be uncovered. If that is the case, tell me -Is not religion itself just a way to explain that which can not be explained (yet)?
What happens to religious faith when dogmas of the past are so brutally uncovered by evolution?
And if religion is a way of organization, if it is the desire to simply have something superior to rule them...Well then why is faith one of the main excuses for war, chaos and destruction?
Why is it that the institution that is supposed to defend peace above all else such an excuse for discrimination?
Are we all that desperate for a power unknown to rule over us?
The need of the "little" men to feel equal to the rest of the world by believing in a superior power, and the desire of the "big" men to gain more power over others justified by religion and beliefs, only cause more doubt in my mind that religion is a pure selfless way of life, instead of a selfish need for valorization.
If there is truly a God almighty, is he better than a pagan Goddess or a native Spirit? If there really are divine saints are their words, actions or beliefs any better than that of a common man (athetist or not)?
Why is a religion better than another? Just because men of power in it say so?! Can they not all be related and/or equal in their own way? Is the Dalai Lama not as honourable as the Pope? Are shamans not as worthy as priests or rabis?
After so many millenia of evolution how can the world still believe taht so many holy scriptures and religious ideals have not been conveniantly manipulated by the hands of men thru History??!!
Are we not supposed to be equal? And even if we are not then aren't our differences what complete us and teach us how to evolve?
Why can't faith simply be a part of personal life and/or philosophy instead of a tool to rule the world and the masses?
Would a king be any better as a ruler if he had/hadn't been blessed and accepted by his church?
Should a kingdom cease to be so merely because the people have different faiths?
Why do we allow religiously powerful ideals to tell us how to act? I am not talking about teaching us moral and ethics like they should, I'm talking about being told how to talk, how to act, who to love, how to die...
Do not let faith tell you what to want or what to think, listen to it you wish, but don't allow it to control you blindly. Think and judge for yourself, you are a person afterall with your own mind, not a religious bolt in a machine that is faith.
Isn't religion a creation of humanity?
On my own personal beliefs, yes, I do believe and worship divinities, but I find it pathetic how humanity has evolved with such a way of turning faith into the basis of all organization.
Are humans that desperate for a power superior?
Are they so terribly desperate for something to rule over them?
Or maybe it is simply the eternal need to justify unanswered questions.
Humanity fears the unknown behond explanation.
What we don't understand is so horribly scary, is it not?
Why do we have to explain every single thing in the world?
Most religions defend that some things are holy mysteries, not intended to be uncovered. If that is the case, tell me -Is not religion itself just a way to explain that which can not be explained (yet)?
What happens to religious faith when dogmas of the past are so brutally uncovered by evolution?
And if religion is a way of organization, if it is the desire to simply have something superior to rule them...Well then why is faith one of the main excuses for war, chaos and destruction?
Why is it that the institution that is supposed to defend peace above all else such an excuse for discrimination?
Are we all that desperate for a power unknown to rule over us?
The need of the "little" men to feel equal to the rest of the world by believing in a superior power, and the desire of the "big" men to gain more power over others justified by religion and beliefs, only cause more doubt in my mind that religion is a pure selfless way of life, instead of a selfish need for valorization.
If there is truly a God almighty, is he better than a pagan Goddess or a native Spirit? If there really are divine saints are their words, actions or beliefs any better than that of a common man (athetist or not)?
Why is a religion better than another? Just because men of power in it say so?! Can they not all be related and/or equal in their own way? Is the Dalai Lama not as honourable as the Pope? Are shamans not as worthy as priests or rabis?
After so many millenia of evolution how can the world still believe taht so many holy scriptures and religious ideals have not been conveniantly manipulated by the hands of men thru History??!!
Are we not supposed to be equal? And even if we are not then aren't our differences what complete us and teach us how to evolve?
Why can't faith simply be a part of personal life and/or philosophy instead of a tool to rule the world and the masses?
Would a king be any better as a ruler if he had/hadn't been blessed and accepted by his church?
Should a kingdom cease to be so merely because the people have different faiths?
Why do we allow religiously powerful ideals to tell us how to act? I am not talking about teaching us moral and ethics like they should, I'm talking about being told how to talk, how to act, who to love, how to die...
Do not let faith tell you what to want or what to think, listen to it you wish, but don't allow it to control you blindly. Think and judge for yourself, you are a person afterall with your own mind, not a religious bolt in a machine that is faith.
Now prove me right and hate me for this essay...
Peace my friends, to all, no matter what you believe in.
Val
New Priorities
I-A is now being returned to activity.
The new prioeities are to make this blog an essay/opinion driven blog.
Art, poetry or personal this will be directed, from now on, to Valhalla.
Thanks for reading.
Peace
The new prioeities are to make this blog an essay/opinion driven blog.
Art, poetry or personal this will be directed, from now on, to Valhalla.
Thanks for reading.
Peace
Monday, June 18, 2007
Lifting this blog from the ashes...
Ok, we've been dead, time to return for good and I mean it!
Let me start with my latest poem.
Fate (17/June/2007)
Down by the sea,
I hide my fears…
Up by the sky,
I stored my tears.
And now the ghoul in me
Thunders the oceans of reality
Setting my hatred free.
Scorching rivers of life
Seem to devour the day,
Frozen winds of death
Suck the breath
Of those led astray.
Darkness reigns friendly among the lonely
As day break comes,
Casting light so suddenly,
We hide from our faces…
Our truths…
The light preys on the weak-minded
Waiting to devour,
Waiting to pull us down the paths of gullibility…
To eat away our minds in the worst hour,
Take our wishes away,
Our wills and our freedom to simply want.
Can we not desire?
Is it not in nature to crave?
Thus our souls shall expire
As we dig our own dirty grave.
Darkness hides the weak
From loneliness’ embrace.
Light attacks the meek
It demolishes our dreams
As it sheds its’ brightness on our days.
Death we can’t elope…
It follows us threw fate.
But with it we could cope,
Both the living and the late,
If only our hours in life
Did not wrap in so much shamed hope.
Down by the sea
I left my heart
That was never mine from the start.
Up from the clouds
Did my tears fall…
Leaving behind no trace of me
As we all wait for eternity.
Love,
Val aka Raven
Let me start with my latest poem.
Fate (17/June/2007)
Down by the sea,
I hide my fears…
Up by the sky,
I stored my tears.
And now the ghoul in me
Thunders the oceans of reality
Setting my hatred free.
Scorching rivers of life
Seem to devour the day,
Frozen winds of death
Suck the breath
Of those led astray.
Darkness reigns friendly among the lonely
As day break comes,
Casting light so suddenly,
We hide from our faces…
Our truths…
The light preys on the weak-minded
Waiting to devour,
Waiting to pull us down the paths of gullibility…
To eat away our minds in the worst hour,
Take our wishes away,
Our wills and our freedom to simply want.
Can we not desire?
Is it not in nature to crave?
Thus our souls shall expire
As we dig our own dirty grave.
Darkness hides the weak
From loneliness’ embrace.
Light attacks the meek
It demolishes our dreams
As it sheds its’ brightness on our days.
Death we can’t elope…
It follows us threw fate.
But with it we could cope,
Both the living and the late,
If only our hours in life
Did not wrap in so much shamed hope.
Down by the sea
I left my heart
That was never mine from the start.
Up from the clouds
Did my tears fall…
Leaving behind no trace of me
As we all wait for eternity.
Love,
Val aka Raven
Friday, January 12, 2007
My Light (04/dec/06)
Life...
Gentle touch of light
In the path of a soul.
You are so bright
In my deep dark world.
My darling, you keep me alive,
You save my mind
And embrace my soul.
Without you...I’m lost.
Without you I die.
I’ll hurt myself at night
Until the day you halt me,
But I’ll kill myself someday,
If with you I can never be.
Kiss my cold lips,
Melt my icy heart,
Warm my dying body,
And save me, my love.
Your presence,
Your love,
Your words,
Save me every time,
So be happy, my dear,
Laugh everyday,
To make me live,
And not just survive
Or run away.
Your pain is mine,
So please don’t cry.
Stay with me,
We’ll smile...
And never say goodbye.
Val
Friday, January 05, 2007
Sad song...
-Song title: Missing
-Band: Evanescence
-Dedication: Anyone who cares about me
-Reason: I'm depressed...
-Lyrics:
...........
Please, please, forgive me
/But I won't be home again
/Maybe some day you'll look up
/Barely concious you'll say to no one
/-Isn't something missing-
/You won't cry for my absence
/ I know
/You forgot me long ago
/Am I that unimportant
/Am I so insignificant
/Isn't someone missing me
.........
/Even though I'm the sacrifice
/You won't try for me
/No, no
/Though I'd die to know you love
/I'm all alone
/Isn't someone missing me
.........
/Please, please, forgive me
/But I won't be home again
/I know what you do to yourself
/I breathe deep and cry out
/-Isn't something missing-
.........
/Even though I'm the sacrifice
/You won't cry for me
/No, no
/Though I'd die to know you love me
/I'm all alone
/Isn't someone missing me...
-Band: Evanescence
-Dedication: Anyone who cares about me
-Reason: I'm depressed...
-Lyrics:
...........
Please, please, forgive me
/But I won't be home again
/Maybe some day you'll look up
/Barely concious you'll say to no one
/-Isn't something missing-
/You won't cry for my absence
/ I know
/You forgot me long ago
/Am I that unimportant
/Am I so insignificant
/Isn't someone missing me
.........
/Even though I'm the sacrifice
/You won't try for me
/No, no
/Though I'd die to know you love
/I'm all alone
/Isn't someone missing me
.........
/Please, please, forgive me
/But I won't be home again
/I know what you do to yourself
/I breathe deep and cry out
/-Isn't something missing-
.........
/Even though I'm the sacrifice
/You won't cry for me
/No, no
/Though I'd die to know you love me
/I'm all alone
/Isn't someone missing me...
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
A Painful Conversation(from a friend)
A Painful Conversation
One day there was a loving a heart..
Now his fresh flower began to fade away..
But he kept resisting and resisting...until he felt like needing someone to talk to.
He began to talk with the mind. He asked him about what to do to get over his heartbreak..
So he decided to ask for an advice...
- I think you're wise enough to help me...It's about my love. I'm longing to live a day without missing her. I'm becoming so weak and i don't know what to do.
- But your love represents nothing for me.
- What are you living for then?!!!
- You know, I'm living for my dream.
- Wasn't she a part of that dream?
- Yes she was. But I've managed to completely forget about her, and now it's your turn. You got to face what you're going through. Don't run away from reality and stick to illusive memory.
- But I just can't forget about her. She is so deep inside of me, where she would always be.
- I told you...you must forget her.
- I would die for even thinking I would do someday.
- Oh, how can you bear so much suffering?
- It's her memory what I'm living on.
- But would this memory stay forever?
- Neither days nor tears would be able to erase it.
- You're a dead man then...Leave me alone.
The mind felt extremely disappointed for failing convincing the heart to forget his love…
On the other hand...The heart's resistance began to grow stronger and stronger. He began to get back what he was beginning to lose forever...and that was HOPE. Such a small word was the greatest power the hard would ever had. He felt like a flower fading with no one to take care of it or even know about it, and someone had passed by it and began to water it and taking care of it until its thorns appeared and grew up. Those thorns was the weapon that would fight anyone who tries to pick that flower up.
Finally he began to believe that there is one truth that he would live for...He loves, but he was broken..
He thought talking with the mind would relief or in someway heal him, but how wrong were he, as no words can heal the broken heart.
He decided to arm himself with the newcommer...Hope.
And who knows...?!Maybe that would be the boat which sails with him and take him to the shore of love, where he might find his love waiting and calling for him to spend the rest of his life..LOVING HIM...
Day by day, Hope became the heart's best friend. The mind felt so much anger for that as he believed that there was NO hope.
He believed that the heart had deceived himself with taking hope a friend of him.
The mind was thinking seriously of something to make the heart forget his love forever and in the same time get rid of his new friend because he felt so much pity for the heart and decided not to leave him like that as that would be a big barricade on his way to make his dream come true.
So the mind asked for help and he didn't find someone better than TIME to help him. They had a long conversation before Mind managed to convince Time that Hope was a great danger for the both of them -Heart and Mind- and finally Time agreed to offer his help.
It was a long dark night when Heart was sitting with Hope and they had a little conversation...
- Forgive me Hope, but you know I'm so weak ,not as usual.
- Don't worry, my friend. I'll protect you from whatever could bring harm to you.
Well, that was the greatest promise Heart ever had and he felt great relief and happiness with it.
Suddenly they felt a weird movement. Someone was sneaking around them ,and slowly with no sound made ,something rushed inside and gave the hope...a killer knife.
- Oh my god how could anybody do this?!!!!!
- Be strong, my friend....Be strong...Be strong.
The hope kept saying those words until he had stopped breathing...
The time has fulfilled his promise to Mind and helped him getting rid of Hope...FOREVER.
The heart had very long lonely nights of heavy bleeding for the death of his loyal friend. But here came the other role of the time when he began to play his second role in this game...
He didn't leave the heart until he made him believe that Hope was mere visitor to him that was gone...FOREVER.
At last...The heart began to suit himself to live alone waiting for someone to heal his scars, Pull him out of his loneliness, share him his dreams and spend the rest of his life...LOVING HIM...
One day there was a loving a heart..
Now his fresh flower began to fade away..
But he kept resisting and resisting...until he felt like needing someone to talk to.
He began to talk with the mind. He asked him about what to do to get over his heartbreak..
So he decided to ask for an advice...
- I think you're wise enough to help me...It's about my love. I'm longing to live a day without missing her. I'm becoming so weak and i don't know what to do.
- But your love represents nothing for me.
- What are you living for then?!!!
- You know, I'm living for my dream.
- Wasn't she a part of that dream?
- Yes she was. But I've managed to completely forget about her, and now it's your turn. You got to face what you're going through. Don't run away from reality and stick to illusive memory.
- But I just can't forget about her. She is so deep inside of me, where she would always be.
- I told you...you must forget her.
- I would die for even thinking I would do someday.
- Oh, how can you bear so much suffering?
- It's her memory what I'm living on.
- But would this memory stay forever?
- Neither days nor tears would be able to erase it.
- You're a dead man then...Leave me alone.
The mind felt extremely disappointed for failing convincing the heart to forget his love…
On the other hand...The heart's resistance began to grow stronger and stronger. He began to get back what he was beginning to lose forever...and that was HOPE. Such a small word was the greatest power the hard would ever had. He felt like a flower fading with no one to take care of it or even know about it, and someone had passed by it and began to water it and taking care of it until its thorns appeared and grew up. Those thorns was the weapon that would fight anyone who tries to pick that flower up.
Finally he began to believe that there is one truth that he would live for...He loves, but he was broken..
He thought talking with the mind would relief or in someway heal him, but how wrong were he, as no words can heal the broken heart.
He decided to arm himself with the newcommer...Hope.
And who knows...?!Maybe that would be the boat which sails with him and take him to the shore of love, where he might find his love waiting and calling for him to spend the rest of his life..LOVING HIM...
Day by day, Hope became the heart's best friend. The mind felt so much anger for that as he believed that there was NO hope.
He believed that the heart had deceived himself with taking hope a friend of him.
The mind was thinking seriously of something to make the heart forget his love forever and in the same time get rid of his new friend because he felt so much pity for the heart and decided not to leave him like that as that would be a big barricade on his way to make his dream come true.
So the mind asked for help and he didn't find someone better than TIME to help him. They had a long conversation before Mind managed to convince Time that Hope was a great danger for the both of them -Heart and Mind- and finally Time agreed to offer his help.
It was a long dark night when Heart was sitting with Hope and they had a little conversation...
- Forgive me Hope, but you know I'm so weak ,not as usual.
- Don't worry, my friend. I'll protect you from whatever could bring harm to you.
Well, that was the greatest promise Heart ever had and he felt great relief and happiness with it.
Suddenly they felt a weird movement. Someone was sneaking around them ,and slowly with no sound made ,something rushed inside and gave the hope...a killer knife.
- Oh my god how could anybody do this?!!!!!
- Be strong, my friend....Be strong...Be strong.
The hope kept saying those words until he had stopped breathing...
The time has fulfilled his promise to Mind and helped him getting rid of Hope...FOREVER.
The heart had very long lonely nights of heavy bleeding for the death of his loyal friend. But here came the other role of the time when he began to play his second role in this game...
He didn't leave the heart until he made him believe that Hope was mere visitor to him that was gone...FOREVER.
At last...The heart began to suit himself to live alone waiting for someone to heal his scars, Pull him out of his loneliness, share him his dreams and spend the rest of his life...LOVING HIM...
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Heavenly Dream
Ok, as promised, a nice love poem.Hope you all like it.
My heart is yours...
These little words I say,
To describe how I feel.
They are the ones I whisper and pray,
So caringly,
Everytime I think of you._
I think of you, my love,
Everytime I breathe.
And when I talk,
My words are sweeter,
Because your voice is on my spirit._
My mind carries pictures...
Images of fairy tale,
Thoughts of what I want with you.
My knight in shinning armor,
You are my angel too.
I'm waiting for your rescue,
From loleliness's embrace
Which you replace...
With yours._
Yor warm body,
Holding mine,
Your devouring lips,
Kissing me softly,
And the deep vibe of your voice,
While you innocently play with my hair...
Can this vision of perfection
Be anymore heavenly?
My mind says no,
But my heart will not speak,
For fear of jinxing this dream..._
I must do it,
I must shout it out,
The whole world must know,
That my heart has unfrozen
Since you touched it with your soul._
My heart was dead,
My mind was dying,
Then you came,
And brought me back
From my darkest nightmare.
And, smiling, made me an angel,
Your little angel,
And, with my wings,
I wrap us both this dream..._
So, what do you think?
Kissies
^_^
Val
Thursday, November 16, 2006
My Dark Roses
The dark roses in my palace wallShine in the twilight of the setting sun.
Their petals, so dark and smooth,
Cover my skin with a velvety sting.
My blood, falling upon the dark roses,
Sheds no shadow, but enlights my spirit,
It soars floatingly with the misty scent
Of blood stained roses...
In the stary twilight...
Thornes of flower, thornes of thought
Both prick painfully, yet,
While one touches your body
In an innocent pain,
The other stabs your soul
With flaming, malicious disdain.
Well rooted may be your emotions,
But despise not the rose roots
For they can grow once again
Whenever ripped from their land,
Unlike the deadly emotions
We humans tend to kill.
Curling and strangling with might
Well rooted are my roses
In the dark sterile earth
Grasped from the depths of my soul.
The ghostly light of this sun
Twists their faith and curses their doom.
The moon is now high,
Risen from my my eyes,
On dark palace walls
It shines...
My blood stained lips,
Velvety petals of roses and pain,
Lightly enlighted by this silvery glow
Of the queen of night
My mother moon,
She shines with grace,
And her bright pale touch
Will lead me in the misty shadows,
As they cover my path.
The soft whisper of the brise
Brings to me divine lullabies
And, as I cry myself asleep,
As fairies put out the stars
And angels wrap me in feathery wings,
Demons kiss my lips
And bitterly make me wish for sweet release,
Which I call upon with dispare,
Release of death and pains embrace.
Here I stand,
My bleeding heart stabbed by my roses
As the palace walls of my minds maze
Fade away in fog,
Fade away in light,
Like a shadow of the misty dawn...
My tears drown my soul,
As my blood drowns my roses...
They burn, my roses burn!
My roses of thought,
My roses of dream,
My roses, my mind.
By: Valkery Millenia
So, what do you think?
kissies
^_^
Val
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
"Suicide is a permenent solution to a temporary problem" (DarkHellFire)
(This post may contain some similarities to the one I posted in DA and Valhalla)
I know this is a quite painfull subject for some people, but suicide is a reality among us.
I myself am not afraid to admit that I have tried twice, and who knows what the future holds for me? I just hope I don't ever have to go to that place again...
What do we think when we are about to comit suicide?
Among middle-aged people, normally suicide is something reflected on and therefor we find suicide notes, or discover that the method had been thought of a lot. But among teens and younger people, we rarely find suicide notes...
The truth is, younger people are more optimistic and faithful and we know we still a long life of chances ahead of us, but when we are depressed, when we cannot withstand the pressure anymore, we snap. Thats why there are so little suicide notes, because this act in the youngest population is rarely reflected on.
In fact, it has been proven that, normally, teens and young adults don't really intend to die, they just snap under the pressure and are trying to find a way to stop the pain, so they don't think on the other consequences.
I myself, found that a good way to avoid this, is to try and keep you're mind focused on small little optimistic details that help you through the day. Like thinking about anime, or watching it when you're down, focus on doing a character profile of those you like the most... Or think about that good friend of yours and talk to him/her. Or think about a certain relative you love and will no longer see, if you do such a thing. If you have a pet, than that can help a lot too, the sense of having to protect someone or something and making it happy, boosts our responsability, and helps us stay sane (that why you hardly find mothers of young children comiting suicide, for example).
A good thing for depression is creatind a little alternative life, a daydream in which all is possible and you can control all, and whenever you are down, just pick up where you left off.
Just make sure your little world is not too perfect, the stronger you are in it, the stronger you will become in real life, because the mind controls all.
I am here for all who wish to talk about this subject or their own experience, if you my help, I'm ready to listen and help all who want to talk or simply want a friend.
Be strong, keep your heads up high!
Remember, no matter how bad things are now, in the future you will be able to control your life and it will be wonderfull, because you deserve it!
Lot's of Love
Valkery
ps.In my next post I shall give som helpfull hints for depression (and in Valhalla too).
Friday, October 13, 2006
A story
10th grade As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
11th grade The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
FuneralYears passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.
The moral of this story? Don't be afraid to tell what you feel about the person you secretly love
11th grade The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
FuneralYears passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.
The moral of this story? Don't be afraid to tell what you feel about the person you secretly love
The Anime 12 Commandments
Twi's last post got us into a really good topic, and one I simply love!!!
So, let's talk anime!
"The 12 commandments of Anime
1. Thou shall know what mainstreamers are
2. Thou shall not think thou knows all
3. Thou is not an anime fanatic/otaku because one focuses on a single anime
4. Thou shall realise what is anime and what is a cartoon
5. Thou will never blame anime for growing to have mental illnesses/become a psychopath
6. Thou will never turn thy back on anime
7. Thou will honour/respect other animes even when thou does no favor a certain one
8. Thou shall be friends and make friends with other anime lovers
9. Thou shall try and watch different animes, even with subtitles (aka broaden your horizons) 10. Thou shall read manga
11. Thou shall not destroy any anime material(s)
12. Anime is thy friend, not thy enemy."
These are 12 very clever Commandments created by "Jat- the Moses of Anime" (or "Jat, Gamu extraordinaire"), I think all anime lovers should follow them.
What do you think?
Love
Rak
If you are interrested in anime, check out www.absoluteanime.com , www.digital-anime.com and for anime songs, you can check www.gendou.com
So, let's talk anime!
"The 12 commandments of Anime
1. Thou shall know what mainstreamers are
2. Thou shall not think thou knows all
3. Thou is not an anime fanatic/otaku because one focuses on a single anime
4. Thou shall realise what is anime and what is a cartoon
5. Thou will never blame anime for growing to have mental illnesses/become a psychopath
6. Thou will never turn thy back on anime
7. Thou will honour/respect other animes even when thou does no favor a certain one
8. Thou shall be friends and make friends with other anime lovers
9. Thou shall try and watch different animes, even with subtitles (aka broaden your horizons) 10. Thou shall read manga
11. Thou shall not destroy any anime material(s)
12. Anime is thy friend, not thy enemy."
These are 12 very clever Commandments created by "Jat- the Moses of Anime" (or "Jat, Gamu extraordinaire"), I think all anime lovers should follow them.
What do you think?
Love
Rak
If you are interrested in anime, check out www.absoluteanime.com , www.digital-anime.com and for anime songs, you can check www.gendou.com
Anime!
The year is 2006, the 21st century, where humans work nonstop trying to make a living but I'm afraid that it's harsh, especially for young people. Take me, for example. I'm 16 years old and it won't be long before I graduate and after that I'll have to work my ass off just to get a job and, let's face it, it ain't easy nowadays.
I asked my self yesterday "What can I do to get rid of this stress?" and then something flashed in my head. ANIME! YEAH!
That's right, anime. You know, the japanese cartoons, the one's with the big eyes and the funny faces, that's it :D. Believe it or not, pretending to be an anime character (not forever, duh!) can be an enjoyable pastime. Try it out with your friends, draw your own series or watch some if you're too lazy. So many things to do! And it works too...
Twi's quote of the day: Don't be a fool. Be cool (it rhymes and everything ;P)
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
What is love?
"Love". Such a common word these days... Do most people even think about it's meaning when they say it?
Love is just a word, a combination of sounds, letters and meanings. "Ai shite iru", "I love you", "Amo-te", "Ich lieb dich", "Je t'aime", "Ti amo", what do all these different languages reffer to?
Most people just use these words so repetedly and so carelessly, that they are losing all their meaning.
But what about the reall primordial feeling to which this word is associated?
What about what you really feel when you are "in love"?
What can we call that desparet need to be with someone? To hold that person? That nervous chill in the pit of you stomach all day as you wait for news about that person? The way time just flies when you are together or just talking to each other on the phone? The feeling that you can do anything as long as that person is with you?
What do we call all this?
Yes, it's Love, but this word must be used carefully and with lots of thought.
I could never tell a person that I loved him/her without thinking very carefully about it,. Because it's serious topic to me and I can't take it lightly. In my opinion, nobody should.
But thats why I know that I really love my family and my bf.
We should all take a deep breath and think about the real meaning of love, and of course, of hate too. Because thats another word we use without to much thought and that can hurt many people.
I think every person should try to see the world by the eyes of others. It would avoid lot's of wars and fights and misunderstandings.
We must leaen to understand each other, be understanding and live in harmony.
Lot's of (in lack of another word) love to all
Love is just a word, a combination of sounds, letters and meanings. "Ai shite iru", "I love you", "Amo-te", "Ich lieb dich", "Je t'aime", "Ti amo", what do all these different languages reffer to?
Most people just use these words so repetedly and so carelessly, that they are losing all their meaning.
But what about the reall primordial feeling to which this word is associated?
What about what you really feel when you are "in love"?
What can we call that desparet need to be with someone? To hold that person? That nervous chill in the pit of you stomach all day as you wait for news about that person? The way time just flies when you are together or just talking to each other on the phone? The feeling that you can do anything as long as that person is with you?
What do we call all this?
Yes, it's Love, but this word must be used carefully and with lots of thought.
I could never tell a person that I loved him/her without thinking very carefully about it,. Because it's serious topic to me and I can't take it lightly. In my opinion, nobody should.
But thats why I know that I really love my family and my bf.
We should all take a deep breath and think about the real meaning of love, and of course, of hate too. Because thats another word we use without to much thought and that can hurt many people.
I think every person should try to see the world by the eyes of others. It would avoid lot's of wars and fights and misunderstandings.
We must leaen to understand each other, be understanding and live in harmony.
Lot's of (in lack of another word) love to all
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Distant Dating
How about dating someone who lives far, far away?
It may sond hard, but if you really like each other, nothing can avoid love! Trust me , I know!
Sometimes, internet can be very dangerous, but the net can also make people very happy, some of the happiest couples I know met on the net, but, please, don't just jump in. You must be sure of every little details before you decide to do anything to private on it, remember, their are many nuts out there!!!!!
But, when your love lives far away, what to do?
Writting is great (exept when the letters are late, like it happens to me sometimes :-( );
Calling is great too, but what about the bill?;
so, the net may be one of the best options.
Is it hard? Yes, it's very hard to love someone and not be able to touch them, but nobody should give up on love, right? Who knows what the future has in store for us, so maybe one day, most of these distant couples may be together and who knows, maybe life has a few other surprise for them.
Making plans for the future is good, but going with the flow is great as well, so you never get too disapointed and there is always a chance you may live a long happy live with your "distant" love, who you hold so closely in your heart.
No matter how far or how old, or each others color, religion or language, NOBODY SHOULD GIVE UP ON LOVE!!!
Love is the fuel of live! And the fuel of the whole world! Without it, hate would prevail, and that would be a complete disater, right?
Love you all, my readers!
Peace :-)
ps. I love ya, Mike!!!
It may sond hard, but if you really like each other, nothing can avoid love! Trust me , I know!
Sometimes, internet can be very dangerous, but the net can also make people very happy, some of the happiest couples I know met on the net, but, please, don't just jump in. You must be sure of every little details before you decide to do anything to private on it, remember, their are many nuts out there!!!!!
But, when your love lives far away, what to do?
Writting is great (exept when the letters are late, like it happens to me sometimes :-( );
Calling is great too, but what about the bill?;
so, the net may be one of the best options.
Is it hard? Yes, it's very hard to love someone and not be able to touch them, but nobody should give up on love, right? Who knows what the future has in store for us, so maybe one day, most of these distant couples may be together and who knows, maybe life has a few other surprise for them.
Making plans for the future is good, but going with the flow is great as well, so you never get too disapointed and there is always a chance you may live a long happy live with your "distant" love, who you hold so closely in your heart.
No matter how far or how old, or each others color, religion or language, NOBODY SHOULD GIVE UP ON LOVE!!!
Love is the fuel of live! And the fuel of the whole world! Without it, hate would prevail, and that would be a complete disater, right?
Love you all, my readers!
Peace :-)
ps. I love ya, Mike!!!
Friday, September 22, 2006
respect for life.
Let's talk about the lack of respect we have for life.
Ok, some of us respect each other, but what about the other lifes and souls? Animals, insects, pets, and so on...
Many of us respect endagered animals and other creatures, but almost nobody has any damn respect for insects and other day-to-day creatures.
Yesterday, a trio of high school students found a carcass of a praying-manthis and started playing ping-pong with it! And painting it with pens and taking pictures! 17 year old people! Ok, so the bug was dead, but they should still have some respect for it. It once was inhabitted by a soul and it body should be respected, right? Otherwise, it's like moking the soul.
But what when, a bee or an ant or any other bug passes you by? most people just have the basic instict of killing it. I mean, if you kill a plague of ants atacking your house or some fly bothering you in your room, thats one thing, 'cause you have that right. Survival of the fittest, proctection of your terretory, but if that creature just happens to be close to you without bothering you, why should you kill it?
All animals must be respected. We should also learn to not fell bothered by them for every little thing, but learn to live in harmony with all creatures in the planet.
Don't kill randomly, think "are you doing the right thing? is there any other way?". Life deserves respect, even when after death. Remember all the souls in the world and your own feelings if the situation were the other way around...
Think about and give me your opinion.
Thanks.
Peace
Rach
Ok, some of us respect each other, but what about the other lifes and souls? Animals, insects, pets, and so on...
Many of us respect endagered animals and other creatures, but almost nobody has any damn respect for insects and other day-to-day creatures.
Yesterday, a trio of high school students found a carcass of a praying-manthis and started playing ping-pong with it! And painting it with pens and taking pictures! 17 year old people! Ok, so the bug was dead, but they should still have some respect for it. It once was inhabitted by a soul and it body should be respected, right? Otherwise, it's like moking the soul.
But what when, a bee or an ant or any other bug passes you by? most people just have the basic instict of killing it. I mean, if you kill a plague of ants atacking your house or some fly bothering you in your room, thats one thing, 'cause you have that right. Survival of the fittest, proctection of your terretory, but if that creature just happens to be close to you without bothering you, why should you kill it?
All animals must be respected. We should also learn to not fell bothered by them for every little thing, but learn to live in harmony with all creatures in the planet.
Don't kill randomly, think "are you doing the right thing? is there any other way?". Life deserves respect, even when after death. Remember all the souls in the world and your own feelings if the situation were the other way around...
Think about and give me your opinion.
Thanks.
Peace
Rach
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