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| I have always held in my heart a strong love of large black birds. I'm not talking vultures, or anything quite that...odd. But crows ans ravens in particular have been a soft spot of mine for years. There's just something about them that fits me. I think part of it is that misunderstood aspect. People frown at them, think them unsanitary, harbingers of death and decay - probably thanks to many stories of ill-omen involving them. I have always thought them exceedingly intelligent, and rather beautiful. There is a greif about them, hund suspended from the sleek black of their feathers, that settles me, and gived me peace. They are gorgeously melancholy birds. So it is a special treat to be in the midst of them, as I am tonite. There must be over three hundred of them, swarming, circling, perching, settleing, taking flight once more, spiralling over me, around me, a perpetual cycle of motion, cawing, the soft rustle of feathers and wings. I smile for no reason other than their presense. Eventually, they will move on, but I am thankful for the moment. It is like watching the end of the world. In mexico, there is another bird that cativates me. No exotic bird with radiant plumage. They are Frigates, frigate birds, and their sleek sillouettes dot the coastline skies. They linger far above, motionless, drifting lazily and perpetually upon the aircurrents and updrafts, spiralling ever higher. They too often appear in large groups, numbering in the twenties or thirties. A great many less than the crows I was just telling you about, but frigates are much larger. Their massive wings span nearly eight feet, and they have, perhaps, the single most beautiful sillouette possible of bird. On the occassions I saw them, I would spend all day watching them, until they drifted from my sight. They seemed so illusive, intangible and dream-like.  | | |
| In a blaze of fire and sweet summer sun, she calls to you, and earthen-hued angel, searching for life. She speaks softly, but bears a power, subtle but undeniable. With chestnut curls and golden skin, she gives you strength. Makes you feel real. Honey eyes, half lidded, show you what you can become. She is the best, epitome of your capabilities, without the constraint of your fears. Her sister is another story. In a dusky, twilit alley, she lures you to her, a bedroom beauty, stinking of sin. She croons to you softly in a rough, husky alto, promising lies and a pleasurable sting. With ashen skin and pale, touseled locks, she weakens you, gives you doubt. Heavy-lidded rose hued eyes frame your failures, are your lackings. She is yous downfall, a combination of yous misgivings and hidden truths, unobscured by your redeeming hopes to become more. | | |
| Confusion sets in - Make it go away.
The past is haunting - Unforgiving,
But the present won't go away either - And I don't want it to.
With the future a while off - I can afford some time with you.
I got a bad disease - Up from the brain is where I bleed.
Insanity it seems - Has got me by my soul to squeeze,
Well, all the love from me - Wit these dying dreams I scream.
The angels in my dreams - Have turned to demons - those of greed.
That's me - Where I go I just don't know.
I gotta, I gotta, gotta take it slow - When I find my piece of mind,
I'm gonna give you some of my good time.
Today love smiles on me - Took away my pain, said please
All that you ride is free - you gotta let it be - oh yeah
Where I go I just don't know - I gotta, gotta, gotta take it slow.
When I find my piece of mind - I'm gonna give you some of my good time.
You're so polite - Well I've got everything I need.
Oh make my days a breeze - And take away my self-destruction.
It's bitter baby - And it's sweet
'm on a rollercoaster - But I'm on my feet.
Take me to the river - Let me on your shore,
I'll be commin' back baby - I'll be commin' back for more.
Where I go I just don't know - I might end up in Mexico,
But when I find my piece of mind - I'm gonna keep it for all time. | | |
| Okay, so you know how eHarmony's wrinkly old representative is always ranting about how well they dissect your personality? For kicks, I went and ot my free profile. It's alengthy thing, consisting of, I believe, five seperate reports. xD Here goes nothing. PENDING. xD Give me a day or two. | | |
| Okay, so it's been a while. There hasn't been that much going on, but I've always been a bit of a slacker anyways, so when something like school gets in the way...you get the idea. This new haircut of mine...It was a great idea. At first, I really wasn't sure, but now that it's settled, I really like it. For three reasons. 1.) Because I like it. 2.) Because my friends like it 3.) Because boys like it. xD I'm a girl. So sue me. But honestly, I don't think I've ever had my hair complimanted by a boy before. except on prom. But that was Kyle...so it really didn't count xD Anyways, it was weird. So yeah, this year I'm just having a grand ole time hangin' out and makin new friends, keeping old ones, and just being myself. Things are going pretty sweet. Headin' to Aarons house tomorrow, around one-ish, to see the people I adore. But really, I'm so boooored. won't somone PLEASE get on IM? Where did everyone go? :( | | |
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