Fire

I sit all alone in this room,
Watching.
My Love is taking shape before my eyes,
The shape of flame and smoke.
I have written you a love letter.
Nothing else is strong enough to hold my emotion.
What I feel has become so great,
Only fire is strong enough now.
Only fire can tell you my heart the right way.
I have written this for you.
My love is the pen, the flame is my ink.
My words breath and finally.... they live.
They rise in the smoke, carried away by the wind.
The wind, my faithful messenger.
Can you hear it, smell it, taste it?
It comes to you in the breeze, it's all for you.
The ash touches you as I wish to,
Soft and barely.
You close your eyes and embrace the warmth, I am with you.
I watch my words rise and grow around me,
Every flickering, rolling flame for you.
Eternal love.
I sit here and let the words consume me,
Every inch of they and me becoming one.
With my last breath I whisper the final line of my letter to the wind.
Hear me when I say
I love you.

Just as my love grows so have the embers become a roaring song.
It's all for you, my love, it's all for you.

Another Question.

Why is it that people find it strange that my brother and I go on dates together? My brother and I are extremely close. Sure we fight and get mad at each other as all siblings do, but at the end of every day we are still very, very close. We do many things together, including going out. I take him on dates and he takes me on dates. Usually a dinner, a movie and perhaps a walk in the park. Why is that strange? Why do people disapprove? It is almost like a person is not supposed to be friends with their brothers or sisters. Like it is normal to not like each other. And if siblings do have feelings for each other, people say it is wrong or inappropriate. Honestly my brother and I are as close as we can be without sex. We do hold hands and we talk and we joke and we spend a lot of time together. I don't think it is wrong. I simply don't understand why people think it is.

W. H. Alden

I and the people know,
What all school children learn
Those to whom evil is done,
Do evil in return.

Question

Is it strange that I have begun posing for fetish photographs? I have fallen in love with this. Such a beautiful feeling.

Letter to them

Dear haters, protesters, unsupporters of war,

It has come to my attention that many so called Americans are rising up and voicing out. Now usually this news would excite me, but I have discovered that this uprising is not against enemies or those with ill intentions against us, but it is an uprising against our own soldiers. I, for one, am confused and outraged by this. How can you do this? How can you possibly wish ill things on our soldiers? Our defenders against those who would hurt us? You gather and speak out against war and those who fight it, yet you yourself are to cowardly to defend your own country. How can you call yourselves American? You claim to be but your actions say completely different. You say you have the right to gather wherever you like and you have the right to freedom of speech. Your correct, you do have these rights, but these rights were given to you by SOLDIERS!!! Every right you enjoy in this country was bought and paid for by a soldier, the very people you are protesting against. Soldiers are the ones that have kept us Americans, if not for them where would this country be? Again, how can you call yourselves American? You can hate war all you like, but do not hate the ones with the courage and strength to fight it. These fighters have sacrificed their time with family and friends, their homes and their lives for people they do not even know and you dare to call them killers and murderers and hold signs that say 'Thank God for dead soldiers'. You spit, walk, and stand on our flag and still claim to love this country. The next time you decide that you want rise up against a defender of this country, remember they are fighting for YOU. How dare you, how dare you turn your back on them. Shame on you.

Sincerly,
Me.

I have a message for all those who have the nerve to look down on our soldiers, those who dare speak out against them. IF YOU WILL NOT STAND BEHIND OUR SOLDIERS THEN BY ALL MEANS, FEEL FREE TO STAND IN FRONT OF THEM!!!!!!!!!!!! This is me and I am PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN.

W.B. Yeats

But I, being poor, have only my dreams.
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.

Day of Days

Here, on this day, this day of days,
The night is done,
And in the dawn we see
The enemy waiting before us,
The bodies of our fallen brethren around us
Washed in rivers of blood,
The air thick with the cries of pain, cries of fear.
Doubt grips me and I wonder:
How can I do this?
What can I change?
What can I do?
Here, on this day, this day of days,
Mercy smiles on me
And I see that I am not just me,
For beside me stands my brother.
His strength becomes my strength,
My strength becomes another's strength,
His strength becomes another's strength,
And his strength becomes our strength.
We brethren become one.
Together we stand,
In the face of our enemy,
We stand side by side,
Strong and resolute.
One step we take together,
Another, and another.
One step to conquer fear,
One step to conquer doubt,
One step to conquer ourselves.
As one, no barrier can hold us,
No obstacle can stop us.
And as we raise our eyes, we see it.
We see what fear had placed beyond our reach.
Victory.
Now, finally, as our fear melts away
Victory is in our grasp.
Victory will be ours.
Here, on this day, this day of days,
Victory is ours.

Weapon

The greatest weapon in all of time
Is not made of metal nor wood nor hand.
It is man's tongue,
And even hell cannot defeat it.

Breath

I see it's power all around me.
Unstoppable, untamed.
This wind.
I cannot run from it
I cannot hide from it.
It is immortal.
It carries each of us.
Every sigh we make with each emotion.
The breath we take with each day.
Each exhale joins the body of the wind.
We come together.
Strangers are forever intertwined.
Lovers forever one.
The breath of thousands.
The breath of the earth.
Every time we breath
The earth breaths with us.
In this wind we shall leave our mark
In this wind we shall leave our footprint.
In this wind we shall be immortal.

Incredible

Today I was browsing the untamed Internet and I came across something that brought tears to my eyes. It was a sight of the most beautiful photography I have ever seen. The tears in my eyes were born from absolute amazement and adoration. How incredible it was, every picture, every pose, every face, every theme. It was a site of photography by
Mr. Leonard Nimoy of Star Trek fame. What vision and talent he has. His work is beautiful beyond words. Tears of joy still haunt my eyes whenever I think of those lovely works. I have new hope that there is still real beauty in this world. A long lost smile has been brought to my face, and tonight I will greet sleep with a lightened heart.

Letter

Dear Me,

Another night has passed
Another tear falls on our pillow
Another rip in our heart
Another hole in our mind

Our hands curl in pain
Claws against an invisible lid
Our heart brings the sides in closer
Our coffin buried inside us

Our stomach turns in fear
Knotted and twisted in agony
We lay hear in the dark
Wishing for help, it does not come

Our face is tight and drawn
Our lips are cracked and dry
Our teeth are sore and brittle
Our smile has been replaced by sneers and grimaces

This is what we have become
This body is our prison
This feeling is our hell
No hero is coming for us

Love,
Me

I am

I am the daughter of time
He came and stole away
That day
That fateful day
When he took everything from me.

I am the mother of sorrow
Who gave birth to his fortune
That day
That fateful day
When he took everything from me.

I am the keeper of the memory
He left me to live every moment
That day
That fateful day
When he took everything from me.

Dark Angels Creed

I found this online. It was so incredible that I wanted to post it on here:

We see people with our hearts, not our eyes
We believe in beauty of the soul, not of the flesh
We believe in individuality, not prejudice
Our souls do not need saving, for they are not in peril
Just because we aren't saints
It doesn't mean we'll burn in hell.