Stargazing, soul-searching and traveling,. Hammocks, polaroids and galaxies,. Experiences emanating magic and madness,. Losing track of time and reality,. Her new-found wings defying the laws of gravity,. While all along she had been surrendering to her mind,. The calls of her heart rings stranger chords,. New tattoos, gypsy guitars and intoxicated winds,. And her dreams pulling their own swords,. Battling the world with her poetic pen,. She was a dance of fire and ice,.

A Narcissist Writes Letters, To Himself. A Hopefully Formerly Depressed Human Vows To Practice Self-Approval. This glass at half capacity. Everyday life looks tragic and dull. Like watching a mime with no arms. Yet with a bit of healthy detachment. It can be beautiful, rich and quite often hilarious,. Like watching a mime with no arms. Where all the dancers,.

People, Things, and Life. Random thoughts, experiences, and wonderings mostly put into poetry. And tear stained eyes? Or is it this world. So that we can take pride. In our victory and prizes,. By the hands of hate,. But are always taken away by fate. Belonging to the world,. Instead of owning our life.

Her clothes were bloodied although most of the blood was from her enemies. She had killed many of them tonight. But not enough and now only the most potent and deadly chased her down the alley.

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The Encouraging Thunder Award! August 13, 2015. So, I was nominated by my lovely twin, Alex. Yep, just did! .

Starting from the day we were created, evident changes have occurred in us. We evaluated from a clot of blood to whole human body within nine months. A 51 Cm body transforms to 5 feet body in the blink of an eye. The way we think, words we speak, theory of life, everything is a result of continuous fluctuations existing in our lives. We have come across a long way, each leaving behind a unique history, a unique story that mi.