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A Requiem To an Apology by circleothorns, literature

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A Requiem To an Apology

"There is something I have to tell you and I want to look you in the eye as I say it. " I stood there looking at her, hesitantly drawing in and blowing out deep breaths, trying to ground myself for this. Although we were close, we had fought for many years, and it had come to a head. I took one more breath in and out then I began. "I am sorry for being your enemy and yet your equal." She said nothing so I continued. " I am sorry for yelling at you when you wanted to blast music during my study sessions or when you took my attention away when I needed to focus." Nothing. " I am sorry for always comparing you to everyone around us, and m

Untitled Soul Love Song by circleothorns, literature

To My Beloved Daughter by circleothorns, literature

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To My Beloved Daughter

To my beloved daughter- I am sending you this letter in response to all those that you have sent to me. The letters from your heart that you have sent to me in times of need. Although you may not be able to find the words that give justice to the deep pain your heart holds, know this- that I have heard your heart's cries and dried your unseen tears. I know that at this moment you feel as if most of the world has turned its back on you and that the ground underneath you is no longer solid but has turned to sand, and at worst it is quicksand. Please remember that I am always with you both inside and outside and during these hardest times I car

The Beginning of the End by circleothorns, literature

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The Beginning of the End

Although my comprehension of the human soul is quite a bit deeper than it was even just a year ago, there are many questions I have about people and their behavior, as I watch people both on television and in real life disregard others so carelessly and turn around and bend over backwards for others that are significant (my own behaviour is to be under check). The last two or so weeks my behaviour has been much more stress filled because of being sick, frustrated, hurting, and taking much time to find a doctor that will help me get back on my feet. I have seen many a fellow ignore or even go out of their way to hurt a person (I too am guil

Souls On a Human Journey by circleothorns, literature

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Souls On a Human Journey

"We are not bodies with souls but souls with bodies." -Roseanne Arnold on "Roseanne". Fictional characters ar real people invented by real people and when someone plays that person then the character gains flesh, blood, and their soul encompasses that body. The soul knows no age, race, creed, or sex. That is how human love is supposed o be. I feel like that is how we all need to be. No categories, but nobody should be taken advantage of because of age. Children should be treated respectfully and equally until they are adults. Adults should teach the children by example and show them how to learn what God teaches us and how to appreciate

Parables from a Seeker by circleothorns, literature

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Parables from a Seeker

Maybe I should just tell stories instead of writing them. There are many stories in my head but I am not connected to my muse. Oh well. I know I am good at my works, but my works are sporatic and inspired, they are written for a purpose. I write when God touches me and opens my eyes to a realm that I do not normally experience. My consciousness can reach that reality if I try to get there- by meditating and flow of consciousness writing- but sometimes I can tap into a river of inspiration if I get around someone who is constantly there - my directions- then I often stay in that state for days. I have also come to find out that certain experi

An Introduction to Rosa Lynn by circleothorns, literature

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An Introduction to Rosa Lynn

Rosa Lynn Sanders stood in line patiently to talk to the clerk at the counselor's office. She looked around the room anxiously at the other people sitting in the waiting area. "They..are..all...normal- they..don't belong...here- I..don't belong..here." she stated out loud. The woman in front of her turned around and looked at Rosa and said, "You'd be surprised at which ones are the freaks. Trust me, I am one of them." she then turned back into her place in line. Rosa decided it be best not to talk with anyone else while she was waiting. She had arrived 35 minutes before her appointment, but by the time she finally got checked in, there w

Words that Remind. by circleothorns, literature

The Rainbow by circleothorns, literature

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The Rainbow

When I was younger, I used to dream of this Rainbow. 'Twas a magnificent rainbow- big, bright, breathtakingly beautiful. It had many people following it because many thought that it would bring fortune, fame, and glory. I too followed it, but not for the gifts that it brought, but because I thought that I was part of that rainbow. For many nights, through many dreams, I chased the rainbow, but everytime I got close to it, I fell away. I would then wake up dissapointed and try to figure out how to become like this rainbow. In my dreams, I had tried everything to be a part of this big thing- but it never wanted me. As I got older I figured o

Beyond The Light by circleothorns, literature

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Beyond The Light

"Things can only happen here if you can imagine them, Sara, so this place will only be what you imagine it to be." I will never forget that quote, that statement made by Jacqueline Sade. I guess it was what seemed like moments after I stepped into the light that she said that to me. You see, it's tricky- you know this whole crossing over and after life thing. There is no time at first- no light and dark- just pure whiteness as I call it. Jacqueline did not stay with me, but I knew that I was not alone. Although I could not see a face, there was a beautiful voice - neither male or female, heard or silent.

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For my Family by circleothorns, literature

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For my Family

I am simply a seeker~ Who follows her own way. I wish no harm in my teachings~ Nor showing you the way I pray. I talk to the same God you do~ I just see it in a different light. Not following a certain religion~ Cause I don't feel one is right. I do not practice evil~ Nor hold it deep in my heart. I simply follow a path that I see~ That keeps me from falling apart. I've learned to see the sacred~ That is held within all things, And listened to the wisdom~ That the most simple creature brings. I don't mean to bring confusion~ To the children younger than I , A Witch has shown me the sacred~ But a Christian is what I am ti

Puzzle by circleothorns, literature

weeping willow by circleothorns, literature

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weeping willow

Weeping Willow why do you weep? Is it from those secrets that you keep? Is it from the scars on your bark? Or is it because you're alone in the park? Weeping Willow for whom do you weep? Is it for those who don't sleep? Is it for those who don't pray? Or is it for those who have gone away? Weeping Willow for me will you weep? For I am the one who doesn't sleep. For I am the one who has gone away, For I keep those secrets day after day, Those terrible things that make me weep, That take away my peace and disturb my sleep. Weeping Willow for why must I weep? Is it for the pain that I hold so deep? Is it my child who knows not

To T. by circleothorns, literature

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To T.

You step out like liquid darkness But you walk among the light All your clothes are black and red But your presence is so bright. The eminence you radiate is seductive and sincere~ You walk along tall and proud and seem to have no fear. My heart had pumped a thousand times before I caught your eye~ ~at that moment I lost my breath and thought that I could die. But during the minute that we grasped just a simple hug hello I knew right then you had my heart and that I'll follow wherever you go. I didn't want to fall asleep and have that day be done But I knew I must rest and be on my way In the morning we'd be long gone. So

Heaven or Dream by circleothorns, literature

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Heaven or Dream

Here I am In the dark upon my thoughts my journey embarks A dream land from far away appears before me as I lay So still and quiet is my home giving me time to move and roam Angels and stars and my old friend's face I want to stay here and dwell in this place A dream land for you is heaven for me when I finally go This is where I'll be Close your eyes and lay so still your mind will wander and this land will be real A blink away a dream so real this is the one place No one can steal So heaven or dream I'll have to wait for my turn to go a round with fate

my first prayer by circleothorns, literature

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my first prayer

Holy Mother, in whom we live, move, and have our being, from you all things emerge, and to you all things return....... open my heart today and allow me to be able to truly listen to, learn from, and love all those around me...please show me you and allow me to take you in...fill my heart with agape and a sense that I am real and that every decision i make affects not just myself but everything around me...breathe into me and make me real~bring me to life........blessed be my journey and all those who journey too...blessed be.

wordsof comfortformy beloved by circleothorns, literature

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wordsof comfortformy beloved

You do not have to stand up for your religious beliefs, just stand tall and hold your head up and be proud of who you are. You are truly unique and there will never be anyone else like you ever. Never compare your life to someone else's because they will never be the same no matter how alike they are. You don't have to listen to the statements that people make about who you are _ hold your head up high and thank that person for their concern an be on your way. Always try to send blessings to people because cursing them is always harder. Remember this, there is no such thing as a coincidence, everything is here and happens for a reason. If t

My dearest friend by circleothorns, literature

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My dearest friend

My Dearest Friend: How are you these days? I've heard of your loss~ You must miss him in so many ways. All those not so quiet mornings, with him yelling at the t.v., Now it's so still, and oh so very empty. He still had a cup of water, set out by his bed, and a list of things to do~ so he can not be gone~ It can not be true. Reality is not always our friend, But not necessarily our foe, It is however, here and now, and we must follow where it goes. I can not tell you that time will ease your pain, I can't even fathom how you must feel, But I want to let you know That I'll be with you through your entire ordeal.

master artist by circleothorns, literature

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master artist

Here I am, Naked to the world, and wrapped up, in red velvet. Your pencil scrapes down the paper as you trace the inside of my thigh. I'm alone with you, lit up by candles. The room is so open and so empty, it sits toward the end of the building. We are alone. I feel your eyes run over my body, as you transform me.... into your art work. Although you are far away from me it feels as though your fingers are running over me. Your paintbrush, thick with paint, strokes down my stomach and over my thighs... you create me, as a beauty, without flaws... without pain... and without voice. You are the master of a vision tha

Sara S. Seemingly by circleothorns, literature

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Sara S. Seemingly

Sara S. Seemingly, who always seemed so sad lived in a beautiful mansion with her gleeful mom and dad. Her mother was a doctor of the highest philosophy and her father was a lawyer who sometimes taught psychology. Little sad Sara, was but merely nine years old and she played by herself everyday in her mansion that's always cold. Her new nanny Juanita spoke no words she could understand they'd taught her no english since she'd come to this land. Their family had good money the richest in their town and they were always throwing parties but still Sara seemed so down. Her mother would pay the children to see if Sara would

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To My Beloved Daughter by circleothorns, literature

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About circleothorns

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United States
Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: pancake state
Favourite genre of music: don't have one, but gothic will work too
Favourite photographer: Lawrence Sackman
Shell of choice: The one in which I hide
Wallpaper of choice: don't have one
Skin of choice: any
Favourite cartoon character: pink panther, esmerelda the gypsy, Kida from Atlantis
Personal Quote: every single minute of every day is a once in a lifetime event and will never happen again...

Favourite Visual Artist

Amy Brown, Pablo Picasso, Monet, Crab Scrambly, my mom's daycare kids

Favourite Movies

E.T., Hocus Pocus, Alexander, Troy, National Treasure,Flight of the Navigator, Edward Scissorhands,

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

madonna, probably, during her deviance times

Favourite Writers

Lauren Dalhaus,Thorn Coyle, , Nora Roberts, Poe,R. Bach

Favourite Games

baseball, unless you're referring to something naughty

Favourite Gaming Platform

don't have one

Tools of the Trade

ink, graphite, charcoal, watercolors,

Other Interests

the craft, poetry, reading literature, making art,

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circleothorns

Jul 2, 2006

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I do not have anything to say.  Just tired of looking at the old journal entry that had not comments on it.  time for a change.

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circleothorns

Jun 9, 2006

A still moment

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My body is aching enough to make me want writhe in frustration. I feel like I have a golf ball that is pulsating in my throat. My eyes are swollen and watering and there is not a medication that is really helping. My immediate family is in shambles, my world has been permanently warped. But yet deep within me I feel a calm center.    inside my center lives hope and love, and maybe even faith.       and I have spark inside of me that seems to grow a little brighter everyday. I know that I may not be actively being or doing yet, but I am observing and noting, and that is the hardest step.  Self observation, it does not make me on a hig

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circleothorns

May 23, 2006

Seeker Seeking Guidance

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Sometimes I feel like I am going around in circles on this journey. Without a teacher or other friends that are close to me I feel very :lonely: and very :frustrated: at times.  I am trying really hard to work on myself but sometimes I get so :pissed: at how :slow: people are. I try to keep the :idea: in my mind that I need to be above pettiness and :plotting: to :stab: others in the back.  The more I follow my path the more I want to :reading: and the more I want to give fake people the :finger:.  But I am also wanting to reach out and hug them. :raincloud: it is really hard to be a seeker without a main source of instruction.   I just reall