Category Archives: All in All

Currently…

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Ok, I’m back to blogging, having gotten over the hacker scare – yeah, that’s why you haven’t been hearing from me. The internet is dangerous, kiddies, lions, tigers, and bears…oh, my! and oh well…Fixed the prob. Danger has passed. There is no dragon – or lion or tiger or…you get the idea, heheh

Anyway, I am watching Mansfield Park! Yay! The one with Johnny Lee Miller, James Purefoy, and Alessandro Nivola – yeah, that GOOD one! lol. Today was a good day – a normal day, filled with the emotional fluxations, fear, happiness, and arguments that any twenty year old should enjoy. Thank God. So, hopefully, I will find some inspiration for REDBRIAR…or maybe something new. I feel the need for new. Bear with me please.

Hope you are all doing well. June! I’m so excited for you! Steph, I need to read your stuff! I’ve been sacrificing good lit for lesser pursuits, aka. money. Bleh. ‘Nough said.

As a final note: Regret is the enemy of Dreams…Dream on beautiful…

<3,
Aranel

One Truth About Love

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Love is a great deal hurting

A balance of imbalance

Nightmares and dreaming

All part of one…

Sensations of drowning, burning

Empty and full

Power and weakness; both consuming

Your ravaged soul

You cry, you laugh, even bleed

You try, you fight, then you leave

But now you have a need

So you go back for more

A poison you gladly drink

Thirsting for the transportation

It takes you to the brink

Yet, has no limitations

What fools we mortals be

Tying our lives to one

Saying chains make us free

Flying towards the sun

Love is a great deal hurting

Yet, we hunger for the pain;

Like the pheonix burning

We feel life coming again

The Wanderer

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In my eyes you can see my soul.
But do you know my truth?
My soul has shadows of the snake,
The sands of my mind are etched
with writhing steps,
My breath hides them.
The light of faith and hope unite
with my darkness,
Like the stars and the night.
They fight with each other,
waiting for the dawn,
Waiting for the star of life,
For the truth.

With my words you hear my heart.
But do you understand?
Foreign is my heart,
Longing for another world, its home.
It is holy and pagan,
Rife with danger,
Ripe with light.
It is the fruit waiting to be picked,
On the verge of spoiling,
Hanging…
in the balance.

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Written last night around 10:00 pm. Copyrighted to me :)

Remember

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Listen to Josh Groban’s Remember while viewing…

Stock from: http://tw1stedtruth-stock.deviantart.com/ and http://jadedemerald-stock.deviantart.com/
Stock from: http://tw1stedtruth-stock.deviantart.com/ and http://jadedemerald-stock.deviantart.com/

Edit 8/15/09 : I just looked at the pic and found a problem – depth perception is off because of how much light there is…she is supposed to be in the water, in the surf actually. I probably will work on this to fix it…unless ya’ll think I shouldn’t?

Life Must

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be viewed through rose colored glasses…Seriously.

The past two days have shown me, or rather, reaffirmed, that life must be seen with the eyes of faith and hope – otherwise there is no point to standing up to and for life. There will always be difficulties, always struggles. There will always be another battle to fight. Wounds heal, and dreams live forever.

In my last post I just kind of spewed a stream of negativity, and for that I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. But I am human, and as such, there are times when the world just brings me down. But we are in the world and not of it, we have hearts, minds, and souls, that can soar above any obstacle, and there is always hope – always. Hope is like energy, we can’t see it, we don’t always feel it, but it is there, and it is waiting for us to grab onto it. 

This is what I should be saying and thinking about. Needless to say, though everything is not perfect, I am purposing to look on life with a positive eye, and a truthful one at that. College, work…they are important, but they are not the backbone of life. God, family, and love is the backbone, they’re what should keep us, me, standing, and they are the reasons for living. I just wanted to share this and get that negative post nulled :) I’m planning on applying for a loan and starting at a Community College next week. Two semesters there and I’ll transfer to state – Hopefully!

Keeping my chin up!

S.

ps. Never lie to yourself.

Assassin’s Appasionato

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This is a fanfiction story that I simply wanted to share. Based on Bourne Identity, it really is one of my favorite pieces of writing and right now I am considering something (secret something) – while I work on Redbriar – so, if any of my followers will take the time and tell me what you think about it…anything about it… I surely will appreciate it. 

Copyrighted to me. Please don’t distribute without permission.

Assassin’s Appasionato

Grey sunlight, typical of London, poured through a white curtained window into a plush, upper class, parlor, spilling over a dark piano poised in front of it. More

PS. Redbriar…I know where I want to take it, the dark corners at least, however, I’m at the front door and can’t seem to get from the rug to the hall and get into those dark corners…does any one understand that???…anywho, I’m struggling. It’s there and I’m hoping to stumble upon it. The point of me saying this is to let all of you know, especially June, that it is not abandoned – I am working on it! In a vague, irritating kind of way, but, hey, that’s my style…apparently…lol…It’s late. Goodnight and love to you all.

pps. josh groban is my soul food!

– Sarah