That place

Mist...
like clouds, that touched me the way light-handed glitters would fall on my skin; I ran down the dewy hill. It was like magic, that I had never felt. It felt like the peak of my existence. It was, in whole, the way to be a living being. If I had to do it over, I would have stayed there.
Sadly, it wasn't possible. Still, my heart cries for that place. It will be forever in my heart; maybe someday it will be the reality in which I live.

the black hole in my soul

I'm listening to music, and reminiscing about a place. I used to be there, I felt so at peace there. People were different there.
I felt like I could do anything there.
Too bad, it went so rancid.
It would have been great, if it had been better.
Life is like a black-hole - we cant always see what's important, but we can, periodically feel it.
And when we feel it, it might be too late...

Blanco

It's sad when you write things that are opinions and others take it so personal, they can't be civil about how they disagree with you.

Opinions are there for people to disagree with. And others deserve the respect to have their own opinions, without being attacked.

If you really believe you are a fairy princess, than who am I to stomp on your parade?

It's time to be a little more understanding and open to things we may not agree with. It's time to respect those that are not harming others, but living in their own world. Why make them suffer when they are perfect the way they are?

Do we want to teach our children that everyone will love them as long as they keep their mouths shut?

Just think about it.

Random word: Cascading

So, the random word is "cascading", here we go...

There was a shift in the earth's rotation, a tremor.
Large rocks broke into smaller ones, and in a furry they came cascading down the embankment.

Fin.