Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Tagged....

The "tagged" game...

Rules Of The Game:

1. Post 5 weird / random stuff about yourself.
2. At the end, list the names of 5 people whom you want next to do this, and leave a comment " YOU ARE TAGGED" in their blog and tell them to read your blog for rules.

Normally I'd just ignore this litte game and get on with my life, but since it's a special request...I'll do it.

First random fact of the day:

I am made of star-dust. Yes. I am a being of the stars. I'd explain it all to you, but I'd rather leave that for another entry. Do ask if you really want to know what I mean by that.

Random fact number two:

I may be human, but I'm a gnome at heart. I like the strange, I feel small, I smile and talk more than I really need to, and when I talk, people don't always catch what I mean. It's all a jumble. Yes. I'm a gnome.

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Third fact of the day:

I only look good when noone's looking at me. Or at least when I think nobody's looking. When you observe, that's when I transform. Turn into either
1. Someone quiet,
2. Someone nasty,
3. Someone weird or
4. Someone shy

So don't look at me.

Fourth thing you probably don't know:

I don't do well as a leader. I follow, I suggest, I ponder. But I can never lead. I just don't like deciding the fates of others. The burden is unsettling.

Fifth and foremost:

My thigh is itching right now. Some of that stardust must be falling off. Darn.

Now, For the second half of this entry. Who i expect to see doing this.
1. Qeenzie
2. Shady
3. Qis
4. Fadh
5. hmmmm...*shrugs* can't think up the fifth. Don't know that many bloggers i guess.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Diamonds

Where lies the price in a diamond. How do you judge its worth?

Is it in its weight? The heavier the diamond the better? Or in its color? Or perhaps within the perfection of its cut. How do you judge the value of a diamond?

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Weight. Is a larger diamond worth more? Would 10 smaller diamonds of equal weight be of equal worth to a single significantly larger diamond? Is a 5 carat diamond worth twice the value of a 2.5 carat diamond?

Could the same be said of the value of a man? Would a bigger stronger larger man make for a better person? Could brawn be a significant determining factor of the value of a man?

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Diamonds come in all shapes and sizes. Diamonds come in more than one color. Could the value of a diamond lie in the purity of its color? Is a diamond white and true the only one of great value?

What of colored fancies? Diamonds that come in colors as intense as the night. Diamonds bright and red as the early morning sky; or blue as the surface of the sea. Or one that is green as the leaves of the finest trees. Which would you say is worth more?

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Perhaps the true value of a diamond is in the cut. A sculpted piece of stone holds within it more beauty and worth than a layer of earth. Take a piece of stone. Cut it into a fine design. Measure it. Bring symmetry and give life and rarity to a normal piece of stone. Create a masterpiece. Therein lies the worth of a diamond.

So, it takes the hand of a man to give a diamond its worth?

Every diamond is born of earth. Buried under layers of stone, created in the dark, away from the pryings eyes of man. And each, is as rare as it is beautiful. Man, has come to treasure that rarity above all.

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It is the nature of every diamond to be unique. For within every diamond, lies inclusions that become a natural fingerprint that sets one diamond apart from another.

"Nature ensures that each diamond is as individual as the person who wears it." - http://www.adiamondisforever.com

Every diamond, is like a person.

How do you judge the value of a person?

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

An Empty Entry




























Emptiness...




























Purity in emptiness. In the blackness of space. The void of whiteness. What is there in emptiness?

Is the black hole empty? Are the skies empty? Is an empty jar empty? If to be empty is to have nothing inside, then an empty jar filled with air is not empty, is it? A black hole, whose heart is an intense dense mass, couldn't possibly be empty when it's so full of matter, could it?

In space. they say it is empty. But what if you take into account the fact that within that empty vastness, you consider the existence of rays of light? The microscopic rays of the sun that fleet through the vastness of space, invisible to our eyes. The rays of light that travel great distances to reach our eyes from the furthest of stars. Do they not occupy that empty space?

Indeed, when a place is said to be empty, it could mean that it is devoid of life. But is lack of life a good sign of emptiness? What of bacteria or plants? Or living organisms other than human or animals? If these are the only things existent on an island, is that island empty?

Perhaps it's merely a comparison. A jar is empty because it can still be filled. An island is empty because there's still space for people to live in. So emptiness is not absolute void. Void. It is nonexistent. For a total an absolute emptiness, is not humanly feasible. The mind could never comprehend such an idea. Emptiness

When looked in this light, emptiness is an impossibility. Perhaps, to find emptiness, one need only be incapable of seeing what is inside.

Take for example a dark room. If one is thrown inside a dark cell filled with furniture. If one did not move around to feel the furniture and one could not see anything beyond one's nose, one would consider the room empty. True?

A jar is empty because it holds nothing in it. You do not see the air in the jar, thus it is not there. In a translucent jar, the light that runs through the jar does not occupy that very space. Is it empty?

On the other hand, take an opaque jar and suck all the air out of it. Now, it is devoid of light and air. In that black darkness, is that emptiness? Is that empty space?

Lack of purpose? Lack of content? Occupiable space? What is empty to you?

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Grief

Tender darkness creeps in

Empty and cold as the icy sea

Anchored by memories long gone

Reminiscent moments turned torturous hell



Lost is the self in the clouds

Searing in the heat of thunderous storms

There is no safety

No joy in flying on featherless wings



Convinced it could never be

I hide my bones in a leathery sheath

But I can't fly

Torn wings covered are still torn



Struck down from the heavens

I lost what i needed

I cannot be without you

All hell was broken loose when I lost you



The sun lost its shine

I've never been so cold or alone

Food has lost its flavor

I've never felt so disfigured



Guilt

Depression

Denial

Anger



Amid the numbness

Wrapped amidst the disorganization

Was immesurable silence

But reality demanded me to live



I was hopelessly lost

Locked in grief

Wandering the winds of change

Doomed to tears


We all experience it. Grievance. Loss. Emptiness. And the only form of escape, lies in braving through it.

When you feel lost, alone, crushed, there is none who can save you but yourself. Be strong. Know that pain, like joy, is but a passing phase. In time, it will pass. Grief for that which you no longer have, but live not for what you've lost. Live on, for each breath is a sign of what's to come. Every moment you live is a mark that there's more waiting for you up ahead. Live on through the tears and fears. Something new awaits you if you're willing to wait for it.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Black


In the moonlight
Amidst the waning sun
Lost in silence and in doubt
I am inferior


All hope is lost
All light is shed
Under the glow of the rising sun
I am dead


Days roll by
Under city lights and starshines
I waver and toss and turn
I am in stasis


Empty
So so empty
Could anything be so heartless?
Could that anything be me?


No
No No
NO NO NO


That could not be so
I am a part of you
Am I not?
A part of your whole


Hail to the light
Bequeath thy throne to me
For I am that which lives before you
I am that which exists after you


I cannot be inferior
I will not be inferior
My existence is not within your absence
I am greater than you


It is they
They who do not see me
Fooled by your trickery
You whose nature I take


Yes you
Your tunes, your colors
Your blinding shine
Your confusing smile


I shall eat it up
Swallow it all down
The lights, the sounds, all of it
All of it


I shall smite you down
I am your truth
Without me, there can be no you
I AM superior


I am not weak
Neither am i silent
You just don't see me
I am everywhere

:::amid the shadows of trancendence:::

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