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| To be is to be perceived.
To be perceived is to be open to judgment.
To be open to judgment is to be paranoid.
To be paranoid is to be afraid of that which is different.
To be afraid of that which is different is to be close-minded.
To be close-minded is to allow fear to be hatred.
To be filled with hatred is to be open to violence.
To be open to violence is to make others paranoid
To make others paranoid is to spark more fear.
To spark more fear is to spark more violence.
To be is to be perceived.
To be perceived is to not be allowed to "be".
We are our essence.
We are that which we believe ourselves to be.
No one can alter our essence.
Purpose is for the individual.
Purpose is not for society to dictate.
The body is a sepulcher.
The body shelters our essence on this plane of existence.
Our essence is that which has no gender, no appearance-
Our essence is pure soul, our "aboutness" in its truest form.
That which we say is true becomes Truth to the one who uttered the statement.
That which we perceive becomes Truth.
Those who accept society's definition of truth as Truth are sheep.
Those who are sheep do not truly see.
Those who do not see, perceive.
Those who perceive become afraid of that which is different.
The cycle is vicious.
It's systematic and inescapable.
Essence is all that matters in the end.
In the end we are all essence.
Essence is all that remains.
Our essence returns in many forms to new planes of existence
Always returning to its other half
Its soul-mate.
The gender of the body does not matter,
Essence knows no gender
Essence knows only to seek completion.
Essence is to be.
To be is to be perceived.
Until those who perceive begin to see
Until we can be without the need for others interaction
Until we can all be open to stop the ignorance
To stop the fall
To stop the sickness that has grasped the world
The essence will be hindered by society
Its intentions will be misunderstood
Our purposes will go undiscovered.
Those who are blind should not judge.
Those who are blind cannot perceive on a level past the physical
Essence is beyond the physical.
Love through essence is beyond comprehension to those who are blind.
They can only perceive what is tangible.
Essence is not tangible.
Sometimes essence counters society in its search for completion.
Those who are afraid of those who break the norm seek out those people
And destroy them.
But everyone is just a soul
A soul within a body
The body is meaningless and will grow old and wilt away
The soul is shapeless, genderless; the soul knows no differentiations.
The soul wants only to be whole.
To be oneself is to find ones own meaning.
To truly live according to one's innerly created doctrines.
To live by allowing their essence to be free.
To live without a blindfold.
To welcome to the world and all its inhabitants
Even when they counter the norm.
In an ideal world there would be peace
In an ideal world people would see that we are all of the same original essence
That we all have a purpose here
That we are all just trying to find our other half
That we are all just trying to find and achieve the hidden meanings behind our lives
In an ideal world others wouldn't cut down people for being different
They would see that everyone is a necessity to compose the world.
They would see that there are multiple versions to Truth.
The world is sick.
The apathy of the people intensifies the fall.
No one sees it because they are blind.
They do not stop it because they cannot stop that which they cannot perceive.
The world must open her eyes.
The world must accept the essentials of essence.
We must do what it takes to stop the fall.
We must cure the world of the sickness.
Only then will we truly be.
To be is to be perceived-
No.
To be is to find the other half of your essence-
And to be allowed by society- No.
To fight for the rights assigned by essence.
To never give in.
To stand side by side, hand in hand and face the darkness.
We are all lost in the night.
We are all wrong and we are all searching.
To be is to be in love.
To be in love is to be free.
For even though people can be physically harmed
When essence has been made whole it cannot be touched
It is an indestructible force of fate.
And we are not afraid.
And we ARE different.
But we see the plague of the world
And we see the depths of the darkness
But hand in hand we plunge forward
To seek out those who are not blind
To seek out others who want to end the fall.
We will save this place from internal collapse.
We will save this place from itself.
Leave us alone.
We cannot hear you.
You cannot harm us.
You can never affect us.
Shoot me
Yell at me
Lie to me
Kill my lover
But you will never separate us or stop us
Our souls are tied forever
No matter what plane we are on
We will always find each other
Whether the sheep like it or not
We have each other
To have each other is to be in love
To be in love is to "be"-
Leave us alone.
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| There is apathy in the world today.
The nothingness fills everyone to the brim with emptiness
Laziness and Depression latch on for the ride
And tie down the nothingness deep inside
The apathy allows the nothing to stay-
A sickness has taken the world.
The only way to stop the fall
Is to allow it all to collapse,
And then pave the way
For the world to be rebuilt.
As long as the nothing fuels the children
As long as the apathy remains intact
As long as nothing is done to squelch the emptiness
As long as no action is taken to guide the children-
The sickness will have hold of the world.
They fear that which is different
They fear that which is unknown
They fear themselves for being different
They fear themselves for not knowing-
The human race has become a blinded society
Trapped in its endless routines and conventions,
There is only one way to stop the fall.
If everyone were to end the nothing
If everyone were to care
If everyone were to accept their differences
If everyone were to greet each other in love instead of hatred
If everyone did their part
The nothing would recede-
Color would swirl from the darkness
The lost children would find their way-
And then they could travel the roads we paved
And rebuild what we destroyed.
The answer lies in the coming generations
To stop the fall we started.
Before we can end the nothingness,
Society must accept its wrongdoings.
The world must recognize that it is plagued
The world must ask for freedom from the sickness.
Then and only then will peace replace fear and love replace ignorance
Then and only then will the sickness die
Then and only then can we save the world from the nothing.
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| Swirling Darkness:
Rivers ebb on
Into the ever endless night
Do you really know
How much you torture me?
Do you really see
How much you mean to me?
The darkness flows on
Through that sea of denial
I hide.
Wash my face of the shame
You have brought to my name
I need to be set free
Won't you save me?
Rivers move slower
Time passes quicker
Days turn to weeks
As I hide from your gaze
I'm falling
Will you catch me?
Trapped in this psychiatric maze
Shall I ever break free?
Decided to run
To tell you all of this
Can you hear me?
The months we don't have to spend
Will very soon come to an end
And shortly I will run out of hours
To walk with you through that field of blackening flowers
I offer my hand.
Will you take it?
To walk with me down the road of screaming desires
You stop
The river bends around your feet.
You turn and it's me you greet.
Soft embrace comes without saying
That long awaited safety meets
My arms weary from their praying
Swirling darkness
Follows through
The river bends around you
The darkness ebbs and sways
But you stay with me here for days
To walk that blackening path
The darkness fades
With you by my side in this endless maze | | |
| My favorite color is magenta
Sophie's favorite color is orange.
I love the sound of breaking glass and the sound a whip makes.
I write best under the moonlight and my best work takes place after midnight.
I like to sit in windowsills and read or write.
I like to perch on top of couches rather than actually sit on the seat part.
My fursona's name is Machika. She is a black wolf cub with a tuft of purple hair and emerald green eyes. Her tongue (like mine) always sticks out. She wears white armwarmers and has a chunky purple anklet. She wears a crescent moon pendant around her neck. She has white dots (three on each side) going out from her eyes. She has a fluffy tail and bigger fennec fox like ears.
Sophie has a cat-counterpart who goes by Catty (I know super original right). heh...>_<.
I am pretty much blind without my contacts and weirdly can see better in the dark than in the light.
I am an empath. I have lucid dreams. I have minor amounts of clairaudio.
I am more spiritual than religious but I enjoy learning about different religions.
I believe in karma and firmly believe everything happens for a reason...."this was never not going to happen" is a nice mantra for me....I read that somewhere and it really stuck with me.
Tribal music makes me feel like I could morph into a wolf at any moment.
Superhero movies make me feel like I too could grow up and become a ninja.
The moon makes me feel powerful and I whisper oh mater luna regina nocis aduivo me nunc every so often at night when I am frightened and need protection. Yes I learned the prayer from the Daughters of the Moon series.
I've always wanted to cast a circle but haven't gotten around to attempting it yet. I know how to call the quarters though...I suppose I should acquire some candles.
I'm too afraid of abandonment and being alone to even think about ridding myself of Sophie Nicole.
My attention span sucks. It used to be really good but it died as I got older and now it's hard to read long things even though I used to be a ridiculously avid reader.
I've never finished any of my novels. I started a play, I haven't finished that either. I have a really good novel idea that I have a ton of notes for, but haven't even started. The one novel I got farthest in, I stopped for some reason...>_<.
Amy Brown is my favorite artist.
The scene in the Last Unicorn at the end when it's like "I'm ALIVE" and Amalthea is free and she's a unicorn again and she's rearing up and the sun glints off of her and she sparkles...makes me cry. It's so beautiful. I get chills from the song anyway...I'm such a nerd.
My computer refuses to let me play WoW but I REALLY want to become a Night Elf Druid.
I act like a total girly girl but I actually love crawling around in nature in the dirt and bounding over branches and perching on boulders and hopping from rock to rock in a creek.
I have NO idea what I want to do careerwise or where to go to college even though I graduate in like 4 months and have been accepted into 4 schools with a different major at each one.
I was apparently on a plane as a baby but since I can't remember it I don't count it. So therefore, I've never been on a plane and am scared of doing so.
That being said, I really want to travel when I'm older...and to study abroad in college.
I am much too weight conscious to actually work for Formal Dress Optional though everyone expects me to join the RHPS when I am of age.
I believe in magick. I am aware of the law of threes and the creed/oath not to harm anyone. I believe in the Lord and Lady (God and Goddess). I waver on reincarnation but tend to understand that everything goes in cycles and it makes the most sense. I identify better with the concept of the Summerland than the cutthrott heaven/hell system.
Psychological thrillers fuck me up. I'm still scared from Identity and I saw it ages ago. I can see movies that like are gorey or whatever but if its a thriller meant to mind fuck you, I'm screwed.
I have one of those personalities that tends toward obsession.
I can be clingy like a puppy out of fear of abandonment...I put others first and get hurt a lot. I have to help others because if I don't help them I feel their wonky auras and it messes me up so helping them helps me.
I can get pretty possessive/jealous, I'm working on that I swearz.
I can unwrap a starburst with my tongue.
I LOVE BUBBLES.
I like dancing around in the rain, but I'm afraid of giant storms and can only be out in one if I'm with someone I really trust. Generally though thunder and lightning being too close by sends me into survival mode.
I tend to act on impulse and think later. It's a problem.
I over analyze EVERYTHING.
I love Jenny Schecter on the L Word even though everyone else hates her.
I want to become better at meditation but it's really hard with Sophie always butting in.
My emotions and physical well-being are tied to one another. I literally cause myself to be sick when my emotions are out of wack.
Aura cleansing stones and grounding techniques work for me, but I lost all my metaphysical stones and need to invest in more.
I want to find myself.
I want to understand the world around me and learn more about people's interactions with one another and the world.
Birds are scary as fuck. Fer serious. I'ma prove one day that they're dangerous. No one believes me. They say my fear is irrational. It's supernot.
I have a broom named Broomy. I've had him since childhood. He was a present from my grandmother.
I have a stuffed animal cat named Midnight. I've had him since I was 7 and he was a random birthday present that became my favorite childhood "toy".
I love relaxing in bath tubs with bubbles and music, but I don't get to unwind like that very often.
I'm probably lactose intolerant, we'll know for sure next week.
I like checkerboard more than plaid. I like circles better than any other shape. I like polka dots more than stripes.
Lace and ribbon make everything cheerier.
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