Greetings Ladies and Gents,
You know within a split second of anything one does can change the life of you and others that are involved in your life. Kinda funny how things are, for knowing in the split second you could stop breathing, never wake up, your heart stop pumping, or just of an action or word that can hurt, comfort, or help some one or even yourself. To stop in a second to think just one little turn to the right or left and you can run off the road and kill yourself while crashing your vehicle and anyone else that's with you in that moment. If one leaves the world then all that has been connected to that person is affected, for every friend that cries in the pains of missing them, for the moments that won't be shared. In fact it is the same as when one breaks a friendship or a relationship, no more happy moments with that person, for no matter the hurt, whether in existance or not, all is affected by the very means of actions, words, moments and thoughts. Each based upon your mood and/or emotion, just as if creating art, your very life is your art. Just as creating yourself, you create others that are allowed into that moment, that connect and stand by your side no matter what. Every word that is said affects them and there lives. For when connected to one it is the connection that allows such things to sway. Everything that is observed to the very things you do. As just as a predator would pick off one of the herd, it strengthens the resolve of the rest of the herd to protect them completely when one can. Isn't it funny that you have so much power and influence over life and never really knowing it? None truly think of it, but yet it happens, just as anything. I don't know why I wrote this, I just had an urge to, and if this helps any then so be it, if not, then no matter life will go on as it should for you and yours. In any reguard, I thought this is knowledge to be known for one reason or another. If need of me, contact me, I am on MSN Messenger now, so if wish to chat just ask me to reveal it to you and I shall. Till then, do take care, and don't be a stranger, always grateful to hear from my friends, whether it just to be heard or opinions or w/e there is. :)
Fare All Thee Well,
If one is obsessed with beauty is it to be kept, through the depths of soul and blood? Should it not be respected and treated as the most precious treasue to one's love and desire, want and need? Can it be rightfully claimed when wished not to be, yet self torment to one's own self? Should you let it pass by as it wishes yet it still claims upon you against your own will. To be painfully mastered by it, and to the torment of releasing it when you love it? To ramble like this in the depths of one mind, emotions of the heart frees it from the questions that life forever brings. Yet answers can find themselves within as everything takes it's due course. What choice of fate one chooses doesn't extinguish till one hits the destination of it, and then till the next choice of fate is chosen can it only start again to learn something new. Of course I ramble on my emotions, thoughts and so forth of affections, passions, people's observations that would even make an animal confused. To just live life as it is, sometimes doesn't seem enough, boundaries form themselves and all one can do is either accept them or break them to any extent one can. Through passion can one only does this with imagination... agreed upon or disagree it matters not, for rambling thoughts expand and contract within themselves accordance into an answer. Know not about it, nor should one worry about it, but to let it be, let passion finds what one will and love it when found. With the graces of one's being to treasure that which is kept precious and to actually care than to care not. Yet the question remains if one should allow it to be freed or not... even if causes heart sickness with one's affection and passion towards it...
I know this makes no sense probably, but it needed to be written for one's own being. But in all circumstances, if you wish to give me your opinion then by all means do so. No perspectives are wrong, but can be considered. To learn truth is the very perception of it. And either made to be the rightful one or the wrongful, can only be seen by the other's eyes.
Are you tired of all this World Peace, and always thinking that we'll never meet new intellegent life from distant galaxies. Well look no further, we have Invader Zim and his trusty robot Gir. No world conquering is ever complete without Zim and Gir, due note that worlds don't come with Zim and Gir, sold seperately. Act now to destroy your world ToDay www.nick.com/all_nick/tv_supersites/zim
If the splatted of ink does drip as sweat in the movements of curves in calligraphy one is written of heart to it upon the page. If the creaming codes of color upon a blanked spot combine with thought and feeling, words sprout from visual sight. The graphite that scribbles in shades and strokes that be to ramble from thy hand is seen what is and what is not. For as real as the paper may be the image comes to life and just as letters in detail of speed and strife there be no reality is more than what is said with emotion. Nothing is more true or real than what is seen and spoken with what is crystal eyed with no falsehoods than what is there. And for what is there is to be known whether by light or dark. From the sunlighted yellow to the violet that calms within drapes of royalty. From what is known to be the actual fantasy comes alive to reality. Strikes of movement, to the notes and tones from voice or instrument shows what isn't seen but sounds to be real within the sight of the mind. From language to thought, to thought to the feeling and from the depths of soul the creations of what is sighted spout out in language to those who listen. It is the artistary that becomes artists, but can't be claimed by a name no, must be claimed for the creations that is being made. In understanding to one's self to make known to another. Whether it is understood or not, it is made to become life. Health of beauty, knowledge of power, and the strife of power. For what it is made becomes us as we become that we create. Piece by piece to become complete if ever could. To stretch into the universe is beyond any one person, but yet to that of a creator that not only that stretches there own creativity it is a stretch of themself. And as themselves they stretch into the lengths of the universe to only what has been stretched to be creative of thought and feel.
To this is the deems of a creator, something that lengthens in my mind and heart. A passion that pumps with the strength of my own blood which is enriched by the life I create in each.
Are you are tired of always being a goody good. Doing what you are told, always out for peace and harmony and getting nothing back? Tired of following rules and regulations? This happy happy go lucky nonsense of Heaven? Cheery go lucky crap? Then do I have something for you, we have babes that will do anything to please, you get to be in paradise every day and get a tan. Get to kill, steal, torture anything and anyone you wish anytime you wish. Get too have anything you want to your own chaotic heaven. All for the itsy bitsy price of your immortal soul. Act Now and you also get this awsome tattoo. Yours truly, the Devil
LoL Thought that would be kinda funny :P
I'm new here at Vampire Rave of course so I have updated my profile as you will see. I thank you of those that have greeted me. So as I fare all thee well for now.
Sincerely,
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