Bilss, Heaven, Chaos

Listen to the sound in the ebony scence.
Ah the sweet sound of bliss and pure indulgence.
So the thoughts aren't heard.
You question the sound.
Why must they drownd the words that say and mix together.

Feel this sweet numness throughout your mind and every touch that goes unfelt.
A feeling so overwhelming and delicious. Sweet, Sweet indulgence.
You question this different feeling of mystery and delight
It is not of the norm though it was you must have a thought that darkens every way.

Don't even say a whisper.
Don't move those beautiful lips full of so much to say just waiting to pour out what has been kept for an eternity.
You question this chaotic way of being so wordless.

Touch me and make the dullness go away.
Embrace my being as I search for something more.
More, thats all I want is to be wanted in any way.
I can't live without the want anymore.

Super Mario

In a world of color and crazyiness, I try my best to travel through this kingdom. Jumping through the air and hoping not to fall because I tried so hard to get this far. Another mushroom and a fire flower is all I need to survive in this world The surrounding is so wild and different on each level, it makes me want to reach each level as as fast as possible. It seems as though i'll never make it through this kingdom and save the princess. Each tunnel takes me to hidden places that hold hidden things. When I finally reach the bridge. I see Bowser waiting to attack. I attack back the best I can. I wait for him to stop throwing weapons at me and I jump over him and make to the other side. I finally beat the game.

Parents

Parents misunderstand a lot. Sometimes you never relate or connect with your parents and sometimes you do. Either way you should always keep in the back of your mind that they were once where you are. A lot of time has changes over the years but they have felt some of your pain or happiness that feel now. Personalities, likes and dislikes are always different but feelings and emotions were once the same. They have felt these emoitons and feelings in their youth. They grew up and developed their own view of the world. Thats where we hit a knot in this smooth tie of connection. They grew up and everything changed. How they felt about certain things and their views. It all changes. So then we are discovering all these things about the world and begin to have our own views and opinions. Sometimes parents don't agree and they don't know how to react to that.

Riddles

When I thinkof a riddle, I think of many confusing words pu together. They get your mind to think in a different way. I like riddles that are long and are unsloved. Those kind always keep you wondering. Riddles are mysterious and mind boggleing. Its almost like they have a mind of their own and they know how to manipulate your mind. I like the feeling of manipulation and struggling to fight it. I like learning the patterns in manipultion so then you know how to work around it. Its almost like a puzzle. Riddles have a double meaning put as a puzzle to ne solved. They seem like they would be very difficulct to write.

A Vague Legend

Its beautiful and captivating. The way the sunlight spills through the trees. The neverending river speaks softly to the nature everywhere. The lake looks like it belongs in a far a way place. I look at this place in my mind a think of the legend. The legend of the great captain and his crew of scraggly pirates. I could just picture their gigantic ship comming ashore. I could see the journey the went on to find whatever they were looking for. Walking across the creek i could see everything happen. I'll never forget the legend of the creek told to me a long tome ago. It almost seems like it was told to me in a different lifetime.

The Dragon

I don't know why I treasure this item so much. I guess its because I find its beauty dark and unordinary. A dragon. A black dragon with golden swirls over its body. It represents strength and power two things that I admire but don't have at all. Thats why when I look at it, I see what it stands for and am very envious. Its eyes are fierce with anger. Its claws look like they could reach out and dig their sharp nails into you. His nostrols are flared with anger and his mouth ready to breathe fire. Incense smoke billows out of its mouth as if he just breathed fire. A creature so different and unique with meaning so stong and deep. A dragon's beauty is dark and intense. A creature you would not dare to mess with.

A Place Of Dark Sunshine

When I am home, I like to be in my room most of the time. When I am there, I feel safe of being judged and analyzed. My room surrounds me with creativity and the feelings of an original atmosphere. The perfect place to be alone. My own thoughts tend to surround me. Sometimes they are happy and sometimes they're not. Thats the only problem with my place of glory. I never know what thoughts will fill my mind. Thoughts I can't control. It is an escape of chaos but a prison of lonliness. A place that makes me feel free yet trapped. Home. A word that can be treasured or dreaded. I can feel absolutley happy or I can feel lonliness so intense it takes me over completley.

True meaning

My name means phantom which I think is beautiful. It makes me think of a mysterious aura of light. My name also means wave. I think the two go together well. Both soft yet bold. When I think of a wave I think of the earth and gravity. The gravitational pull of waves is mezmorizing. The movement of phatoms is dark and unknown. They move together calm and peacefully, but they can be stong and angery. It all is the time.

Frozen Captivation

A photograph that comes to mind is a black and white picture. A picture that is captivating in every way. Its almost like a dream. As the sun goes down, the rays hit the water and shine over the lake even in the black and white. The sand looks soft and the trees look calm. Huge fluffy clouds make the picture seem unreal. Like its from a different world. The movement of the water is frozen in time. Everything is divine.

Thoughts of the Unknown

I feel like sometimes when I put my thoughts into words it doesn't quite come out right. Keeping a journal is a nice way to get to slow down your thinking and look at whats in front of you. You can tell a journal anything. Sometimes I would rather keep my thoughts in my head. Everyone's mond is a mysterious place and sometimes it is really hard to get the true words to come out. I think it will be hard to keep a "true" journal. I know I will hold back a lot of words to say.