I am about to get ready to go to college now... so... tonight I'll have some art to post though, it is not very much, sketches, you know?
(-.o?
So... I'll post tonight.
A poem...
Fire
Burn in delight
for things are so bright
Lose your intention
in flames of dimension
Wisp o hollow
Listen to swollow
Dancing, hurling, lowly
down the match it slowly
Last bits of wood
It engulfs the deader free
And there is no match me
Nothing I did nothing but ate bread and give thanks juice in a cup.
(=-=
Hmm... I have seen a new light...
Not that I haven't seen it before... it's just this time I was. . . crying...
Why?? (You probaby think I'm nuts)
I cried for the people who doesn't know God and that they are suffering all kinds of hurt. And feeling pain not knowing that there IS a GOD that loves them.
How... broken can one be till death??
I mean... when I arrived to church... I was like... "no seats for me!!" And I totally said to G, "Where am I going to sit?!"
Then, I find myself on the window.
(Not on top nor on the bottom hanging away but sitting on the frame!!)
You could call me a "Sissy" if you dare... for all the hurt in my experiences... lonely and rejection are the hardest to take, for me this is... And maybe a bit more a part from that I mourn night till day!!
Alright... I'll stop this at once...
But... Please, do have a nice and good day. (^-^ .
For those who have a saviour Jesus in their lives, "Be at peace!!".
Actually... everyone...
(^O^
"BE AT PEACE!!!"
(-~- hmmm...
I would shout it... if I had microphones and things that can do it.
It would sound like an idiot going... *squeaks like a cow*
"Bbeebeebe AAtttt PPEaeAAACCEeee!!!"
Nice day to you.
(-_-
Be at peace.
Diary today. I'll do something wonderful when I do it whenever I have a chance to do it... before the holiday ends next week (:_;
But... I'll show you my new race(well, techincally they're supposed to be old, when I use the word 'new' I mean I'll introduce you to them) in the world of Se'eli.
Meanwhile... for now I mean... I'll upload a drawing I did yesterday in pencil.
(^-^
It's a freaky girl who's been in the genre of many many many japanese things. And a weird one for me... I totally got some weird vib from her. (>~< '
In the fields, where light and yellow wheat blooms
I lay there in peace, listening to idle chatter of wind sweeped corns
I aim no title for my name, and I am gently covered by the silk winds
May my life be at still, so this haven can bound my dreams
Nothing on earth can seem so dark
And nothing of human can seem so light
Be at peace with The Creation of life
So may fields of lands cry of happiness and trumph
Be at peace and lay at cross
There is only a gentle wisp of hope that dawns here
Nor darkness can bound the faith of one will
The destiny of the lands are sealed
And so must we find our being of this life
As the light slowly dims like a candle spirit
Hope, faith and will,
they are the keys, the paths of the land.
God is holy, good and fair.
Oppressed by sin, I am in dark, chained and bound
Dying is the price and wages of condemned sins.
I travel through words, in my mind, day by day
Searching for answers that thirst for forgiveness
God is Almighty, All Powerful and All Justices.
Oh, the woe of the people, the woe of the feeling of sins
Obessed with things, things, things, things, things, things and endless amount of things.
Death... is the only destination we all live for.
Sorry, I didn't post my poem probably. here it is.
May my candle not be thrown away
In the dark, where all lights are dimed
My candle, my life, my soul
where is MY destiny?
In the dark, where all lights are dimed
I thunder myself with hurt, pain, and in vain.
No feeling... no hope.
In the dark, where all lights are dimed
I scream in pain, in loniness, and in bitterness
Cursing every bit of my existence.
In the dark, where all lights are dimed
I tried for the Devil, I tried for his angels
Has my tried succeeded?
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
I felt I was drowning.
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
I felt my life was getting taken
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
in my bed, I felt and shouted
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
I tried
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
my voice just didn't work
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
I felt that I was falling to 'that' place
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
I feared with horror, in my mind
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
I screamed
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling
"GO!!! SAVE ME!! GOD, PLEASE... SAVE ME!!!"
Pulling, pulling, pulling, pulling...
Then I weeped...
Is my life worth the weight...
Then I mourned...
Is my life not just but filth...
Then I cried hard...
Is my life that dark...
Then I cried my heart...
Is my life worth to God...
Then I failed tears...
Is my life that important...
Then I prayed with hope...
With a real hope... of the spirit's fire.
Then, for the first time
a new fire kindled my candle, my life, and my soul.
Seriously I'm not preaching!! I want to share something that you might felt. And I wonder if you have it too.
[Personal journal]
I hate pride, but at the same time I like it. I believe being prieful is putting yourself at center and which gives you amount of power. And with that power... it gives you a self existence. Well, to me it is. It's so evil to be pleased... I should never be pleased with what I do... and either I should discard them as rubbish, my art that is. I can't help but discard and feel pride the things that I have done.
If anyone one feels pride, I got a question to ask.
What has pride done for you? And do you like it? Is there a side effect to it?
I mean, realistically, it's a sad thing to be prideful because at the end... someone better will be take your place no matter how skillful you are at drawing or whatever there is to be achieved. That's an annoying thing but... that's really sad.
(I'm totally mourning but yeah... want to know how deep darkness can get? Stay tune for more!!)
What is your purpose in life?
(Money, friends, material things, religion, self etc...)
Have you ever felt a deep sorrow in your heart? A sorrow that you feel like you could just disappear and without anyone knowing? A trace of no existence?
Have you ever asked yourself... "Why I do exist?"
I have...
I like sharing experinces...
for some reason I can't speak to ppl who talk the "light talk". I'm too serious. And... if you don't like 'hard talk'... then I suggest maybe you could take a little time to consider somethings that you are missing. I don't know what is true from ppl's txt or talk but I do know who can save you.
I wish I was more intelligent...
but I am a simple person. (^o^
I, totally, hope I didn't scare anyone. And if you think we're friends... do you think... you could just spend some little time exploring your own life with me? Someone to listen to you. I won't judge and say swear words, okay?
I have no idea I will be on next time... but I will appreciate it if you stayed and PM me or anything that stained your existence.
Psalm 107:4-9
"4.Some wondered in desert wastelands, finding no way to a city where they could settle.
5.They were hungry and thirstt, and their lives ebbed away.
6.Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them from their distress.
7.He led them by a straight way to a city where they could settle.
8.Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love and his wonderful deeds for men,
9.for he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things."
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thankyou for reading. Much appreciated.
And plus sometimes I come out from the blue for those of who don't know me. If you're open about most things... then... you're alright.