When I started this site it was gonna be a way for me to make money through ads; well, hopefully was the thinking but I don't have enough traffic for that to happen. At the time, it was about random reflection or insight I was having, maybe some rants, reviews or some therapeutic post about some drama that I may have been having. Nowadays, it is some of these type of posts, maybe some reflection or insight but mostly bits of fiction that I have been coming up with.
I of course still have the ads but am just not concerned with me making any money off of this thing or not. If it happens, it happens; if not, then oh well.
When this all began, I was looking for Freedom. Freedom from all things I felt shackled to, that is why the picture is of just that, a pair of shackles. I was hoping to be free from all of those things. Yet, I am still not.
Recently, I have been pondering was it Freedom that I was seeking? I mean, money would help with a lot of the getting of this Freedom but would I still then be free? Then I began to think what would grant me more Freedom and after a while, I think I came to an answer, Happiness.
Now I am looking for Happiness and along with this Happiness, I believe I shall find the Freedom that I have been seeking all along.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Memory
I feel the warmth of the sun on my skin. I close my eyes and the light penetrates my eyelids to create an orange glow before my eyes. The slight breeze brings to me the scent of the grass that I lay upon. The coolness of the Earth entreats me to sleep and I oblige her request without hesitation.
My dreams haves always been filled with wild visions with monster, faeries, picturesque landscapes and all things in between. At times they have brought visions of things to come but today, they haunt me with a love that has been lost to me. She stands before me olive skinned with shimmering emerald eyes that you could easily get lost into for an eternity, a smile that could light up the darkest of rooms or lift the lowest of spirits, hair that was raven colored and ran the length of her back to her waist. To me, she was perfection and to pardon the pun, an angel from Heaven that God Almighty created with care by his own two hands.
We met through mutual friends and quickly hit it off. I would tell my lame jokes that usually results in groans or rolls of eyes from anybody else but with her, it would bring that magnificent smile or a laugh with such a melodious ring that you swore a chorus of Angels were singing. We started dating almost immediately and quickly fell in love. We felt it was destiny and neither of us felt that it could get any better.
I awake a few hours later with tears streaming down my face. A sudden chill comes over me and I notice the sun was setting low on the horizon. What was a warm day, has started to become a cool evening. I arise, look around to get a feel for my surroundings and to take a moment to stretch before heading home when I get a feeling that I am being watched. I slowly look around while pretending to continue to stretch to see if anyone is around but see no one. Thinking it may be some sort of paranoia, I start heading home thinking nothing of it, with the memory of my love keeping me occupied.
My dreams haves always been filled with wild visions with monster, faeries, picturesque landscapes and all things in between. At times they have brought visions of things to come but today, they haunt me with a love that has been lost to me. She stands before me olive skinned with shimmering emerald eyes that you could easily get lost into for an eternity, a smile that could light up the darkest of rooms or lift the lowest of spirits, hair that was raven colored and ran the length of her back to her waist. To me, she was perfection and to pardon the pun, an angel from Heaven that God Almighty created with care by his own two hands.
We met through mutual friends and quickly hit it off. I would tell my lame jokes that usually results in groans or rolls of eyes from anybody else but with her, it would bring that magnificent smile or a laugh with such a melodious ring that you swore a chorus of Angels were singing. We started dating almost immediately and quickly fell in love. We felt it was destiny and neither of us felt that it could get any better.
I awake a few hours later with tears streaming down my face. A sudden chill comes over me and I notice the sun was setting low on the horizon. What was a warm day, has started to become a cool evening. I arise, look around to get a feel for my surroundings and to take a moment to stretch before heading home when I get a feeling that I am being watched. I slowly look around while pretending to continue to stretch to see if anyone is around but see no one. Thinking it may be some sort of paranoia, I start heading home thinking nothing of it, with the memory of my love keeping me occupied.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Randomness
As you may have noticed there wasn't a post last week, the reason being, I just haven't had anything to say. No rants, raves, personal reflection or fiction to write about. I have been wrapped in the Dresden Files by Jim Butcher so that is likely the culprit of the lack of new content here.
One thing I would like to pass along is a video about Net neutrality. Before seeing this video, I had no idea what Net neutrality was but just going by the name alone thought it was a good idea.
Perhaps I need a muse to be able to keep posting stuff up.
One thing I would like to pass along is a video about Net neutrality. Before seeing this video, I had no idea what Net neutrality was but just going by the name alone thought it was a good idea.
Perhaps I need a muse to be able to keep posting stuff up.
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