| So Many Roads, Which Is The One Already Trodden... |
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| 02:09pm 17/06/2005 |
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mood:  contemplative music: Inside Your Heaven~Carrie Underwood
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There are so many roads, with twists and turns, in Life; how far shall one travel before realizing that they had possibly turned left, when perhaps they should have turned right and thusly, are now traversing a path upon which they have already trodden. Or is it even the same path at all. Perhaps in the end the road forward shall inevitably, seemingly, bring you back to where you once were. For what reason, you ask? That is why you never realize how familiar, or how you could swear you were here before; something was missed or too much was gathered whence you were there, leaving lacking or over-burdened. You seemingly return because you have need to.
Do not throw up your hands and curse yourself, others, or the Higher Power for being cruel or facetious; for this is not the case and perhaps this is the only lesson that you are to learn and nothing more; to look beneath the surface and seen such circumstance for what it truly is...that it is always much more than what it seems to be at first glance by a superficial eye. Look behind and there you shall find yourself, another vital piece of your puzzle. Your purpose and self-validation can be what lies sleeping, yearning for your grasp beneath that surface.
Think, as best you can, before you react; for your choices are left or right turns upon your path. Slipping, stumbling, or even "falling" does not always mean that you have gone backwards, sometimes it is the path forwards...so long as you can find the diamond that lies hidden in the earth that you have fallen upon. Also, be mindful that diamonds are not always beautiful at first sight; at times they can be but sometimes, sometimes they need great work to become a priceless piece of history, as is what they are beneath their superficial surface... |
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| 04:30am 17/02/2005 |
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mood:  accomplished music: Hello~Evanescense
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For anyone who no longer is able to see my journal, this is not something personal(in the negative sense),I just feel that we are no more than aquintences now. Perhaps, if things become as they once were then I will add you back. Till then, I wish you all the love and best wishes that you can handle:)...
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| To Those Who May No Longer Find Themselves... |
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| 02:24am 30/05/2004 |
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mood:  content music: Low Man's Lyric~Metallica
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On my Friends List, please do not think that I no longer care for you or that you have done something "wrong", or anything of the sort, for that is far from the case. I am simply clearing those from my list that are friends/"friendly aquaintences" but are not truly involved in my life more of a "24/7" basis. Hmmm, well I am not sure if I have much more to say than that at the moment, other then, please feel free to get in touch with me whenever you like, I do still want to know that all of you are alive, well, and happy:)...
POOKEH@hotmail.com
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| And The Wheel Continues To Turn... |
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| 03:01am 16/02/2004 |
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mood: content music: RCV 22:20 ~Puscifer
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Life. What is it that drives us to continue on through the walls of flame and ice that a "unseen" greater force places before us? The answer? The answer only truly exists as a theory from a fellow spectator or participant(however, one wishes to view it)of this playing/battlefield. But through the eyes of this participant, it is the strength, curiousity, and longing that is the motivation to press forward. The strength derived from the trials, chaos, and gifts that Life sends your way; curiousity, much like a reader that has become enthralled and/or entranced by the written word, continues to mechanically turn the pages, wanting to know what is to come; and longing for the day or days to come when the stars shine a little brighter, the moon a bit fuller, and the "silent" life that surrounds us, their colors transition into a brilliant spectrum that is unsurpassed. These are the reasons that we continue to carry ourselves through the motions when we feel that we have no more to give, or even take for that matter. We are children; forever growing, innately curious, and learning...
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| Quizaroo... |
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| 07:46pm 08/02/2004 |
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mood:  sleepy music: My Immortal~Evanescense
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Quickest. You just have to be the hero all the time
don't you? I mean, the worlds going to end, but
rather then accepting it, you have to go stop
it... You find yourself being misunderstood,
but are full of good intentions. You're the
best kind of friend, and the worst kind of
enemy... why are you wasting your time taking
this quiz? go save the world or something.
How would you survive the end of the world?
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Innocence. Like a child, you seem to think of
things with more a curious look then an
explanative. The answers aren't important to
you all the time, sometimes it's just enjoying
the questions and finding new ones. When the
end came, you survived through the simple means
of not being in the wrong place, or, following
a butterfly away from the blast zone. Meeks...
damn you all.
How would you survive the end of the world?
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| Just Remembering Lyrics... |
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| 03:59am 07/02/2004 |
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mood:  with a side of drained music: The music in my head wrought from all the lyric bits...
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*...I can't remember, I don't understand, is it malice that makes you this way? Carry it with you 'til someone forgives you, I laugh cuz there's nothing to say. You can't begin to consider the palpable hate in the air when you're here. We don't have to wonder what weather you're under, you're making it perfectly clear...*
*I try to breathe, memories overtaking me, I try to face them, but the thought is too much to conceive. I only know that I can change, everything else just stays the same. So now I step out of the darkness that my life became cuz I just needed someone to talk to...you were just too busy with yourself, you were never there for me to express how I felt, I just stuffed it down. Now I'm older and I feel like I could let some of this anger fade, but it seems the surface I am scratching is the bed that I have made. So where were you when all this I was going through? You never took the time to ask me just what you could do...*
*I just need this to be alright. I can't feel this another night. I can't take this, I come unglued. I might breakdown in front of you...Can't see through this, too much pressure, drowing in this, too much pressure. If you need me I'll be here, half unconscious to escape my fear...*
*...You're so lost in your little worlds, your little worlds you'll never fix. You turn away as I walk along the streets, soaking up the acid rain. Underneath the taxi cabs, I hear the streets cry out in vain...*
*...It's been awhile since I could say that I wasn't addicted, since I could say I love myself as well, since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do. But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you...It's been awhile since I could look at myself straight, since I said I'm sorry, since I've seen the way the candles light your face, but I can still remember just the way you taste...*
*Your words to me just a whisper, your face is so unclear, I try to pay attention, your words just disappear. Cuz it's always raining in my head, so I speak to you in riddles cuz my words get in the way. I smoke the whole thing to my head and feel it wash away, cuz I can't take anymore of this, I wanna come apart, or dig myself a little hole inside your precious heart, cuz it's always raining in my head, forget all the things I should have said. I am nothing more than a little boy inside, that cries out for attention though I always try to hide, and I talk to you like children, but I don't know how I feel but I know I'll do the right thing if the right thing is revealed. But it's always raining in my head, forget all the things I should have said...*
*...I tried to give it all to you, can't take anymore to do with this, it hurts inside, I know why I hide, cuz I suffer I tried to keep it all inside, didn't leave me too much pride, forced it all down inside, forced myself to make me suffer...*
*I feel like this won't go away, no matter how hard I try to squeeze my eyes shut so I can't see the pain in you this pain in me. But everything that I can say to you won't help you, everything you need is right in front of you-just take it. I know that I am really not here to represent what I am not clear about in my head. Sometimes I feel fucked up just like you do. Try to make it through the daily pain that you feel. Maybe tomorrow won't be so bad. I know it cuz I once felt that way. Nothing I could say made it go away. I lived through this. I still feel this, I just live for my tomorrow...*
Buhhh...my brain has melted...bed is calling...:) |
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| Hehheh...Go Me:p |
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| 08:17am 23/01/2004 |
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 You Are a Perfect Lay!All sorts of guys long to hook up with you, but your standards are set high. You don't just give it up to anyone, but when you do...they can't get enough of you! You have a knack for pleasing and receiving, and sex with you is never boring. Only problem is ~ they all seem to be falling in love with you... What Kind of Lay Are You?More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva |
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| Bullshit... |
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| 02:32am 13/10/2003 |
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Today at work was fuckin' nothing but terrible with a nice little side-dish of bullshit...tomorrow I put in my 2 week notice...
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| Bloody Hell lol... |
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| 03:41am 05/09/2003 |
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| Your Ultimate Purity Score Is... | | Category | Your Score | Average | | Self-Lovin' | 55%
Explored the pleasures of the flesh | 64.9% | | Shamelessness | 76.2%
Has yet to see self in mirror | 79.3% | | Sex Drive | 68.4%
A fool for love, but not always | 77.6% | | Straightness | 16.1%
Knows the other body type like a map | 45% | | Gayness | 66.1%
Had that experience at camp | 83.1% |
| Fucking Sick | 77%
Refreshingly normal | 89.8% |
You are 59.08% pure
Average Score: 72.5%
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| BAH! WHAT THE HELL?! |
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| 11:51pm 29/08/2003 |
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matrea
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| I bet no one's surprised that you never post your current mood. In fact, I bet most of your friends are so sick of you locking them out of your life that they hate you behind your back. Shame. |
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| AHHHH! FUCKING SHIT! |
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| 02:41am 26/08/2003 |
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HOW FUCKING THICK CAN PEOPLE DAMN WELL BE?!!!!!...SEARAINE, THE DAMN TWIT...OH GOD! I'M SO GONNA BOOT'ER RIGHT IN THE DAMN ASS!...THAT'S RIGHT! KICK HER RIGHT IN HER FUCKING ASS! I shit! Rae goes and politely moves her post from Ryder's "Changing" thread because it has sweet fuck all to do with the thread and what the fuck does she do?!...MOSEY HER FUCKING ASS RIGHT THE HELL BACK IN, CONTINUING RIGHT THE HELL ON WITH HER INTIAL POST, GOING ON ABOUT COMING INTO THE CASTLE AND SOME OLD FUCKING BITTY CHIT CHATTIN' AWAY TO HER!! MEANWHILE WE'RE IN THE DAMN LAB WHERE RYDER'S JUST FUCKING DYING AWAY AND WE'RE TRYING TO SAVE HER ASS, AND SHE'S HAVING FUCKING TEA AND CRUMPETS WITH SOME OLD BITCH!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?!GAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!DIE!DIE!DIE!BOOT!BOOT!BOOT!RIGHT IN YOUR FUCKING ASS!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!*Bangs head against monitor*I'm soooooo gonna shoot myself...no, not really of course...*reads up*fuck, don't I have a short fuse these days LOL Oh well...I'm good now*grins and wiggles head happily*
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