Tuesday, December 19, 2006

   down down...
Impromptu poem follows...
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At the midnight shadows, eternal keepers
I bow in gratitude
Light flees, mocking and free
Eluding my grasp
So I take comfort in inky darkness
Soft, safe, cloying
waiting for dawn to claw its way
Back to me.

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This is how i usually start to write poems. With this kind of 'skeleton'. from this, I expound and here comes the hyperboles, the oxymores, the paradoxes....
What makes me me ;-)

Celeste, gone to bed.
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Monday, December 18, 2006

   NEW HOT!
New ecards are here... and the fan art to match! ^_^


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   Still alive.
A nice little song, after the emotions of 'Cloud Connected'.
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These are those days, when I can get no sleep
I'm so tired I'd like to fall into sleep
I fall in my bed
But still I'm awake

These questions in my mind are so much bigger than life
But my life is short and I have to leave them behind
I have to try to forget
That I am still in my bed

In my deepest fears I'm losing you
Even if somebody tried to stop my heart
I'm still alive I will never give up

CHORUS:
Just turn off the lights
Don't wanna see me die
I look like I'm dead
But when you look at me
I am still alive

Just open your eyes
Don't wanna see me cry
I'm right here where you want me to be
Fighting with myself

All I need to feel is your breath on my skin
This endless longing between you and me
We can't give up now
We're gonna make it somehow

In my sweetest dreams I'm with you
Even if somebody tried to stop my heart
I'm still alive I will never give up

[CHORUS]

Just open your eyes
Don't wanna see me cry
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself, with myself

[CHOURS]

Won't you open your eyes
Don't wanna see me cry
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself
I'm right here where you want me to be
fighting with myself, with myself.
Ooh, I look like I'm dead
but when you look at me
I'm still alive

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Sunday, December 17, 2006

   Broken paths
Actually, I can't remember if I have posted this poem before... Please forgive me if I have..

Streaks of Amber and Dark are at play

Flying over unknown rifts

and gliding over Untouched valleys

On the broken streets of the Night.


On those onyx twilights,

Lonely stars shoot diamond glares

Seized by such a strange despair

It is raining in my heart

And on the broken avenues of Atlantis.


Oh, beloved stranger!

You see these crystal drops

Uncalled visitors of shadowed orbs

As other empty tears fall

On the broken boulevards of Olympus.


Unseen ties bind us together

Lost stars in the infinity of space

We speak of endless pain

Tired hatred

And fill up the absence

On the broken highways of Heaven.


Written in the fever of darkness

Crimsom blood dried forever

Can never wash away

On the broken streets of Life.

copyright Celeste Bloodrayne
published @ fictionpress.net

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Saturday, December 16, 2006

   Pure heart
Ah ha ha... Dizzy, you're disqualified for reasons that you know!

Ok, MyO does NOt like my cards. Like I care.
At least, they accept my wallpapers.

I'm supposed to be working on my last project for uni, plus stuff for MyO... but i can't just seem to get started. T.T

I'm bursting with ideas, but they just stay stuck in my brain! Same thing for my fanfic. I wonder. Is it time for me to pull a stop to all that and watch from the sidelines? Take up knitting or something like scrapbooking instead? Daydream and forget about it all...?


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Friday, December 15, 2006

   Pure Heart.
Tell me whose theme it is, and you can award yourself a cookie!

English (Translation)

Straight on this long, ongoing road
There is surely something to believe in

Like a traveler in the midst of the wind
I have my eye on the northern sky

The passionate feelings
That were beginning to vanish
Once again sway
In radiance in my chest

I don't want the tears to spill
As so not to lose to my weaker self

In eyes holding only an unadorned spirit
There are great
Unseen wings

I open my arms while singing
To embrace the perpetuity of time
To be tied to life

Straight on this long, continuing road
There is surely something to believe in

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   Merry Xmas, hohoho!
A new wallpaper for ALL of my friends, whether you're a ff7 fan or not!

The ecard is slow in coming... if they bump it off, they're mad.
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Thursday, December 14, 2006

   The Ten Commandments of DOS
I am thy DOS, thou shall have no OS before me, unless Bill Gates gets a cut of the profits therefrom.

Thy DOS is a character based, single user, single tasking, standalone operating system. Thou shall not attempt to make DOS network, multitask, or display a graphical user interface, for that would be a gross hack .

Thy hard disk shall never have more than 1024 sectors. You don't need that much space anyway.

Thy application program and data shall all fit in 640K of RAM. After all, it's ten times what you had on a CP/M machine. Keep holy this 640K of RAM, and clutter it not with device drivers, memory managers, or other things that might make thy computer useful.

Thou shall use the one true slash character to separate thy directory path. Thou shall learn and love this character, even though it appears on no typewriter keyboard, and is unfamiliar. Standardization on where that character is located on a computer keyboard is right out .

Thou shall edit and shuffle the sacred lines of CONFIG.SYS and AUTOEXEC.BAT until DOS functions adequately for the likes of you. Giving up in disgust is not allowed.

Know in thy heart that DOS shall always maintain backward compatibility to the holy 2.0 version, blindly ignoring opportunities to become compatible with things created in the latter half of this century. But you can still run WordStar 1.0

Improve thy memory, for thou shall be required to remember that JD031792.LTR is the letter that you wrote to Jane Doe three years ago regarding the tax deductible contribution that you made to her organization. The IRS Auditor shall be impressed by thy memory as he stands over you demanding proof .

Pick carefully the names of thy directories, for renaming them shall be mighty difficult. While you're at it, don't try to relocate branches of the directory tree, either.

Learn well the Vulcan Nerve Pinch (ctrl-alt-del) for it shall be thy saviour on many an occasion. Believe in thy heart that everyone reboots their OS to solve problems that shouldn't occur in the first place.




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Wednesday, December 13, 2006

   EXAM are OVER!!!!!
WOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOHHHOOOOOO
HOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHHHHHHHHH
XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD

um... can you see that i'm silly giddy happy?

Celeste ^_^
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Tuesday, December 12, 2006

   A bullet for my Valentine.
Guess how I 'discovered' that band? thanks, Vincent!

XD
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