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He who binds to himself a joy- Does the winged life destroy.- But he who kisses the joy as it flies- |
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| Age: | 101 years old |
| Sex: | Female |
| Location: | Emerald City, WASHINGTON |
| Country: |  United States |
| Height: | 5' 1" |
| BodyType: | More to love! |
| Zodiac: |  Libra (Sep 23 - Oct 22) |
| Last Login: | Jul 9, 2008 (519 days back) |
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I'd like to meet:all sentient beings. |
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Movies:Loading Haikus Chapter 1 Beginnings are hard all paths lead into darkness plant your foot firmly. The way of the Fist is both fierce and compelling ruled by Hate and Lust. Take care with young hearts they tend to love more boldly fire burns in their veins. Do you know my soul? Did we meet in a star's womb or dance with the wind? Chapter 2 Hammer and Anvil The tools of the fighting man Not of the Thinker. In the realms Unseen Lives are cruelly governed By Zeroes and Ones. The Beast has glass teeth And eyes made of circuitry. It calls cities 'home'. Chapter 4 Silent and profound The true End of living things As God's eyes open. A star fell between Yesterday and Forever The day we first spoke. True love opens wounds Emotion can strangle you... But fear destroys all. Chapter 5 The waves crash and cull the shorelines of Existence. I am made of Sand. Stirring from deep sleep to find my dreams followed me to this waking place Seeds spilled from Heaven, burrowing into the Earth. Soon the Sprouting starts. Whispers in darkness Memories of lives gone by? Or foreshadowing? Chapter 6 The desert will weep as the sands melt and make glass, and then you will see Blood begets more blood. that is the ancient knowledge we ignore today the piercing darkness - the shadows that chill the soul - the world needs more light. Breathing more deeply to feel alive and fulfilled. It is that simple. Follow your instincts for they will not betray you or lead you astray. Chemical twilight and the dawn of surrender... I know of these things. Long and winding roads through green and verdant valleys are mirrors for Life. To make a new friend - It is a question of taste - Can I stomach them? Wisdom can be found in the strangest of places. You need only LOOK. Chapter 7 Unable to breathe. Unable to even think. Slave to my body. Seek in the darkness. Blaze a path through to morning. This is my new quest. Living within Mind will rob you all of true Joy... and jail you with Ghosts. Chapter 8 The waves are breaking and the sand is soft and warm. It is paradise. There are murmurings of an ancient knowledge lost - a true Golden Age. Will the flames clean you - Wash away all of your sins - Or will you be burned? Where are memories - Are they only in our heads - or twinkling in stars? Chapter 9 Bewildered. Breathless. A bird...weightless in the sky. Will I ever fall? The embarassments of our everyday lives are soon forgotten. And so we descend Into the fiery Pit. Alone and in Woe. Fragments of the Truth Can finally be revealed. But what happens next? Chapter 10 Lost in a new land And the strangeness overwhelms. You must ground yourself. They fear the foreign - the rituals from afar - they seem unholy. Streets aren't for fighting. Manmade pathways from the hub - Reaching out like veins. Sly grins and warm eyes Suggestive words and posture. The signs of a flirt. Protect what is yours. But do not imprison it. That is a great crime. Pay heed to Wisdom In the books of the deceased - The Fallen know things. Chapter 11 Generations lost but old knowledge uncovered the seed is within What was once buried now rises to the surface wearing ugly skin succumb to the peace surrender to the water drown in your content The lust for revenge is unquenchable unless one learns to forgive Chapter 12 what is family? these bonds not only of blood but of memories can imprisonment shackle the human spirit and wither one's faith? steer this chariot and heed the consequences of moving power so many secrets but how many are buried right in front of us? Chapter 13 Memories displaced on the path of Forgetting stale, tiny bread crumbs a useless struggle for the Soul is held tightly in its container faced with a grim choice that leads into the Unknown but it could be Fate numeric master King of the invisible but still so empty Chapter 14 As the snow drifts down Flakes gather on our shoulders And then the breath slows The philanthropist Gives of his wealth and his time But what of his heart? All gifts are curses Given with expectations You are bound to them The mind stays empty When its free of attachment But also lonely The streets are teeming With the weary and hopeless Can we do nothing? Victims are children With Suffering for fathers And Fear for mothers Look everywhere And you are sure to see them The Signs of the End Imprison your rage And it is sure to break free And poison your soul Life is a chess game We are all pawns to the King To be sacrificed It is a dark day When duty rules over love For ones family Look beneath the face Of the one you would call foe Perhaps an ally? Helpless in its wake Deafened by the blaring horns Shivering with fear. Chapter 15 Lost on the water Drifting across the seascape Searching for a Home When you hear the birds Know the angels are watching They bring a warning Stubbornness and Guilt These things will gnaw at your soul And leave you empty Pierce through the Body Into the Eye of the Storm Where the Truth awaits Chapter 16 You try to forget but like sharp pains still stabbing the memory lives Swallowing it all saturated by cold salt mummified at sea If you look above the Sun will try to blind you and you will thank it In this Hopelessness the dream continues to live you can't deny it All light is not good it is easy to mistake a glow as haven The vision returns we are forced to relive it to know its purpose With every step your purpose becomes defined driven wanderer Foolish charity not all who need will welcome your kind advances Chapter 17 Lifted from the sea And placed on a gilded perch Treasured little bird Can you summon sleep... Will Morpheus hear your call And give you some rest? And the cave opens The stench spills into the air Death waits on the wind. Scourge of green metal Swords clanging boldly...proudly Crushers of Nations. Another costume Another mask to put on Hiding in yourself We all seek refuge Within the hearts and the homes Of those that love us Know what is given Witness what is sacrificed It is all for you As the banshee wails You cringe from the memory Of your impotence .. .. .. |
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| MaritalStatus: | Married |
| Ethnicity: | Native American |
| Religion: | Buddhist |
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Posted by doxologia on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 08:08:00 PST |
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Envy is ignorance, imitation is suicide. |
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| Self-Reliance is an essay written by Ralph Waldo Emerson and published in 1841. http://www.emersoncentral.com/selfreliance.htm In this essay, Emerson conveys his transcendentalist philosophy and be... Posted by doxologia on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 03:57:00 PST |
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| Eric was your average guy, except for one thing; he had no dreams, no aspirations. His wife left him two years ago telling him that she was tired of competing with his mother. He was a dud. A molly-... Posted by doxologia on Tue, 06 Mar 2007 03:26:00 PST |
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| What is meant by the term"mystical"?All states of spiritual awareness are actually mystical inthat they are subjectively profound transformingbut cannot be conveyed to others in an objective,rational,... Posted by doxologia on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 02:38:00 PST |
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| Come, sail with me on a quiet pond. The shores are shrouded, the surface smooth. We are vessels on the pond and we are one with the pond. A fine wake spreads out behind us, traveling through... Posted by doxologia on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 04:47:00 PST |
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| When the human being is full of courage and full of life, how beautiful it is! So she thought, as she watched him in silence.... "I had to awaken mythological and religious ideas in her, for she belon... Posted by doxologia on Fri, 28 Jul 2006 04:54:00 PST |
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| My name is Katherine Elizabeth Poco-Enders. My mother is full-bloodIrish, born and raised in California. My father is full-bloodComanche. A Native American from the southern plains of Oklahoma.I somet... Posted by doxologia on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
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