Laying offI will be taking another break until the end of February at the most (I have dA related deadlines at around that time). I feel another bunch of uninspired moments coming along, moments where I will be doing photography but only for yearbook and advertising purposes, I also would like to continue writing my novel. I would post it up here but I am sure that no body really wants to read a hundred (hopefully more soon) pages on the internet. It would be quite a drag to have to do so, I could never do it and I will not give you the feeling that you should, no such torture should be inflicted on a human being.
If anyone has any ideas that they think would make a great picture or a section of a novel please let me know. I have been running dry for some time but I fear that if I stop then I will never be able to start up again, so at the moment I am trying to squeeze water out of a dry sponge.
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You must totally see this! : [link]
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Danii thinks she has found her match. The war begins but is an internal conflict or a battle between two similar individuals?
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A person's two biggest questions in life:
1) Who am I?
2) What's my purpose in life?
Alec - Can you answer these questions?
It is only too true, we have not spoken for what seems like eons. Was it really only the middle of January?
Much has changed in my life, more than I ever thought possible in such a short amount of time. I have learned that throughtout my whole life I have been able to see things that most people are not. This may not be a very credible story and you may be dubious as to how much of it is actually fact. Upon describing my day-to-day vision, the optometrist concluded that I was seeing something out of the ordinary. He proceeded to prob me on the subject, to the point where I did my best to draw what I would see. Thinking it was something hereditary he asked my family members but they had nor seen nor heard of such a thing. He finished by telling me that I am capable of seeing auras.
I started visiting a friend of mine, a friend who used to be my best friend a couple of years ago. We were playing tag when he felled and got kicked in the head. He got a concussion and amnesia. When I started visiting him once again he got to know me all over again, and it somewhat shocked me to realise that he is no longer the person I once knew him as. As time progressed, we confided in each other much more than we ever had, our bond strenghthened, recently he told me that he felt more than just friendship towards me.
I had no idea how to react, as I already have a boyfriend, a fine young gentleman who has felt the same way as my best friend for as long as I can remember.
I am sure that you are able to clearly recall the time when I told you that unfortunately my heart has become as hard and inaccessible as you said yours is. Since our long conversations I have been trying to no avail to make amends with that vital « organ ». I have been pushing myself more and more into the light to try to see if it makes a difference, trying harder and harder to feel what most do. All this in the hope that perhaps one day in the near future I will be able to comprehend what is being said around me, as opposed to having empty words fly over my head.
This imprecision brought about by language has also pushed me to refine my language to perfection. I believe that words are not able to properly convey ideas unless put to the right purpose, and I have set myself on the quest to master the art of the English language. I have always found myself somewhat detached because no one knew what I was saying and I never truly understood what they were trying to convey. Words have always been a means of ineffective communication to me and I wish to be able to make sure that they hit home from now on.
I also have to understand these auras that I see, understand what the colours mean to me. A few of my friends have suggested that the colours represent the person's usefulness to me, but I think that it reflects there mood, unlike them I am basing my hypothesis off of observations rather than guesses and previous cases experienced by other people.
Teen years are supposed to be the years where one discovers themself, I think I will do just that, however difficult the task may be. I will attempt to surmount the obstacles and know myself better than any human has ever done, while of course still aiming for the philosopher.
I have now finished with what I started and I hope that my letter to you has not been too long.
Danii
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Danii thinks she has found her match. The war begins but is an internal conflict or a battle between two similar individuals?
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A person's two biggest questions in life:
1) Who am I?
2) What's my purpose in life?
Alec - Can you answer these questions?
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Danii thinks she has found her match. The war begins but is an internal conflict or a battle between two similar individuals?
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#00119
write a poem on the back of a kite
fly it as high as you can
ask a passerby to hold the string
just a minute
you have to go to the bathroom
you'll be right back
never come back
-Craig Czury
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Danii thinks she has found her match. The war begins but is an internal conflict or a battle between two similar individuals?
--
#00119
write a poem on the back of a kite
fly it as high as you can
ask a passerby to hold the string
just a minute
you have to go to the bathroom
you'll be right back
never come back
-Craig Czury
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Danii thinks she has found her match. The war begins but is an internal conflict or a battle between two similar individuals?
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