Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas everyone. I hope this holiday brings happiness to you. As I hope the new year brings blessings as well. I don't think I have anything important to say...hmm. Oh how about this?

Once upon a time, there was a little boy dressed in rags. He lived in a little house with a patched roof on the outskirts of town. The window was broken, and the cold drifted in, making him shiver underneath his hole ridden blankets. Everyday the little boy went outside and did odd jobs around town to buy one loaf of bread for himself. He did this for a long time, and no one ever helped him. They figured he was being supported by someone.
But this little boy was all alone, with no one to care for him. No one to show him love, or kindness. This little boy grew to be a hardened teenager, and he began to steal and create mischief to gain his food. Soon he was rich with his thievery. He was good at it too, never got caught. He was satisfied. On the day he turned 18 he went out, like any other day, to steal his food. When he came across a young lady. Dressed in a fine gown, and petticoats, carrying a heavy purse, her feet in lovely slippers, this young lady smiled at him and continued on her way.
She had acknowledged him!
He instantly fell in love with the girl and followed her into the town. She stopped at many houses, and her purse became lighter and lighter. Finally, she she stopped at a fancy looking building.
'This must be her job, or her house.' the boy thought, 'far too fancy for me.' So he waited outside, peeking through the windows. The young lady entered the building and gave away her purse and her slippers. Removed her coats, and gown, left standing only in her underskirt and thin top. She shivered in the cold as she waited in the room alone. Eventually an old woman came into the room and gave her a plain dress and she slipped into it. Without her corset, or coats or slippers. Not even her purse, she left the house, smiling. The boy continued to follow her, all the while wondering what she did with her things.
As time wore on and she wound farther and farther out of the town he ran up to her.
"What on earth did you do with you clothes?"
She smiled again, showing straight white teeth. "Why, I gave them away of course. I give away all of my clothes once a month, and get a simple gown in return."
He gaped, utterly confused, "But why? What do you get out of it? Who gets your clothes?"
She took his hand and continued to walk. Explaining to him that all of her clothes and money go to people in need. Though she gets nothing in return except for a gown to wear home, she doesn't mind. She enjoys giving away her things to those who need it.
She asked him if he needed anything.
the boy stopped and stared at her as though she had sprouted the wings of an angel. Here was this beautiful young woman, giving away all of her precious things and she was offering to help him? A grubby thief dressed in rags? Absurd!
"Would you like to stay with me for the night? Have a bath and a warm meal? Some clothing?"
Still he gaped, stared, opened his mouth and shut it again. Baffled. Eventually he nodded, and spent the night in her company.
In the weeks that passed, the boy spent everyday with her. Becoming more like a gentleman and giving instead of taking. She alighted his world, was his saving grace. He loved nothing and no one more than Her.
Years went by and they wed, vowing to each other to bring joy to the world.
And they did. They gave and gave and gave. Sharing their bounty with the world until they grew old and passed on the giving to their children. And the world became a brighter place. Because someone reached out and gave their aid to another.
Moral: Tis the season.

^_^ Anyway. That was dumb. But I couldn't end it. Sorry. Well...uhm...Have a nice holiday!

Merry Christmas,
Cara

Redirecting....

Amidst all the promises, amidst all the lies.
These secret callings overcome me.
Like a spider does a fly.
Without a rhyme or reason
To acknowledge what we do
There seems to be an ending to the fallacy called truth
Now were running from the danger
To save our own three lives.
Never resting, only begging
That we'll see another dawn.
As the wind picks up speed,
And our momentum dies.
We look around the battlefield
Look how many stolen lives.
For every crimson river
A thousand diamond tears
With each and every cry of pain
The heavens seem to darken.
Hold me close now,
Deliver the final blow.
I want your face to be the last thing I see
The first thing I remember.
Don't cry for me, though I know you will.
We're safe on the other side.
If I wake from this dream
Hold me close.
Never let me go.
I want to be allowed to scream when
The nightmare is over.
But for now I'll settle trembling
In the darkest part of hell.
Listen there are only two of us here.
But...
Three heartbeats echo...
Hear?

Anon

1 Love

"Everyday I hope that I can love you more than I already do."

"Damn! Your sexy!"

"Sometimes, when we're alone, I want to cry. Just because I know that I can give you my whole being and you will cherish me, as I will cherish you."

"Age ain't nothin' but a number, and a complicated math problem..."

"Remember when we first met? I knew I loved you right then."

"Trust me babygirl, I love you more than anything."

"When the sun goes down, and the night is darkest. The sounds of the night world awakening from their cracks and crevices. I can hold you a little tighter, a little closer, and know that nothing can get us. Because you have me, and I have you."

"Nothing can come between us because we're like a titanium band!"

"Fuck them! My heart belongs to you!"

"My image of paradise it standing in an infinite place of beauty, with you at its heart."

"Not even ninja's could take me from you."



I don't care what happens, or how long it takes. But I'll always be here for you. No matter what.

I love you.

Simple, New Shit

The shit I speak of is new to you, not me. So don't get your hopes up thinking I learned anything. I'm still a dumb ass with no real concept of right or wrong in the thievery department. A lot of people thought that because I was on lock down for a while I wouldn't get back in the game. But I felt I had a duty to complete in exacting revenge on a few low lives that thought they could stake some kind of claim in my absence. Disturbing the world balance and all that shit. But I handled it, and now I'm done. Im not sure why I'm posting, maybe I was getting tired of having to tell her things. So I decided I would write and let her read. Confused with the "I'm done part" are you? I mean I'm through bein a thief, breaking and entering just ain't my jazz anymore. Don't think I went through some life change or something. I was bringing danger to my loved ones and finally realized it so I let up. There's no way I'm gonna let some trivial shit take mine away from me. I'm a hellion, but I have a heart. Figured out who I am yet? Not hard. I'm obviously not my scholarly brother. I love the bastard but his uppity up girlfriend in gonna piss me off. I don't know what it is about her that I don't like, but it's somethin. And I know it's important. My brother ain't made of stone and I fee like she's gonna kill him somehow. He's fragile. I can't have the wench breakin him. I'll just have to get some one to check her stats for me. Find out exactly what Zei thinks before I let the shit hang. My woman says I should stay out of his business, but she also knows I won't. I think she just says it as a precaution rather than an actual demand. But hey, once I know the broads clear I'll leave shit be ya feel me? I've been in my house a while so I'm gonna exit for a while later. Yak it up with Von, see how the bastards doin. He's been pretty messed up lately from what my brother tells me. Mercy's been workin on him, Lafa says she's helping, but losing grips. I'm thinkin maybe I can slap some sense into his ass. Tell him to stop blabberin and do something. I guess we'll see. Otherwise, life is pretty simple right now. Everythings quiet and calm. Of course meaning something horrible is going to happen some where in the near future, but I might as well enjoy the peace while I can right? Yeah. You know...I can say something now that I haven't really ever been able to say. I'm actually...happy.

Kya

In Exactly

In exactly one single second, you can take a breath.
In exactly five seconds, you can smile.
In exactly one minute, you can make a decision.
In exactly five minutes, you can make someones day.
In exactly one hour, it can miss something.
In exactly five hours, you can be alone.

What have you done with your time?


Today I spent my time being stupid. Being the ditsy little weirdo I am trademarked for being. And when I came back from being Stupid. They were gone. Maybe it would have been better if they were gone. But they were...and they weren't. Well, they are. I haven't moved them. I laid next to them, and pretended I was with them. Then I remembered how they ended up like this, and stopped. Then I just laid there. Did nothing. Hardly breathed. And knew. This is unmistakeably my fault. Even if it wasn't my hand. I wasn't there. I know they wouldn't be gone if I had been there to protect them, or at least go too. It might have been an accident. My sisters...My mom...not me. I'm sure he's still out there somewhere. Doing whatever. He's always wanted to. When he started doing that stuff, that mom said was bad for him. He said to me one day that he realized what sin he has created, what evil demons he had helped seed. His eyes were huge, amazingly so. I thought if I got close enough I would fall in and get lost. But I never did. Mom did though, over and over. She told me all the time. Mom can't now though. And I'll never hear her voice again. I'll never hear Jezy yell at me again for being hyper. Never hear Rama tell me to do something about my dolls in her room. Tay can't tell me to shut up because she's doing her homework ever again...and I'm going to miss that. I love them. I will always love them. And I'll Never get to tell them that I do.

My name is a Lie,
Angel

Advice?

The demonstration of contemplating is probably hard to do. Get it? No? Me either. But in saying such things have you ever said stuff that wasn't really true but not really lying either? Like a tiny minuscule lie based completely and absolutely on truth? Well saying that you have and it was a long time ago and it didn't get you into any trouble in the end and it was to someone very important...do you think they should know the exact truth even if its not quite as interesting? Like, not to tel them a TINY lie just because it sounds cooler and not to get them to like you because that's not cool...but just to maybe...up the ante. You know? I don't need to explain do I? Good. Anyhow, do you think I should tell her? Er....it should be told? The absolute truth I mean. What do you think? Help me out here.


Drowning In Drama,
S. M. K. Aleandera