Crack in the Wall. I moved 16138.8 kilometers to an entirely new life, most people never get such a chance or experience for life. Yet I am not happy. I’m reminded by people who ask for my story each time “You’ve never had it easy”. Are you supposed to be born and have it easy? I don’t know. At times I think that there are others worse off than I, yet I am told to worry about myself now…I’ve never done that. I’ve been called numerous things in my time, cold, distant, blunt, mean, cruel, rude and so on. Whatever really, a lot of people seem to lie through their teeth, and about themselves, which I have never really understood. Going through a tough depression is like breathing, drinking and eating sand. I never really ask for help, as I taught myself to be self reliant, battling everything in my way. But there is only so long a warrior can fight before fatigue strikes him or worse. Right now I’m fatigued, I’m tired, and I’d really like to just lay down and rest…

Crack in the Wall.

I moved 16138.8 kilometers to an entirely new life, most people never get such a chance or experience for life. Yet I am not happy.

I’m reminded by people who ask for my story each time “You’ve never had it easy”. Are you supposed to be born and have it easy? I don’t know. At times I think that there are others worse off than I, yet I am told to worry about myself now…I’ve never done that.

I’ve been called numerous things in my time, cold, distant, blunt, mean, cruel, rude and so on. Whatever really, a lot of people seem to lie through their teeth, and about themselves, which I have never really understood.

Going through a tough depression is like breathing, drinking and eating sand. I never really ask for help, as I taught myself to be self reliant, battling everything in my way. But there is only so long a warrior can fight before fatigue strikes him or worse.

Right now I’m fatigued, I’m tired, and I’d really like to just lay down and rest…

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Noxgene ~ Part 1 ~ Listen to Hecq - Bete Noire (Deadfader Remix) HQ while reading ~ The presence was a small tingle across your skin, a twitch at your finger tips, as you passed through the vast green meadow, you felt it’s pull… The long blades of grass lick at your skin to greet you, tickling your palms as you run your hand across them, they whispered to each other with the wind. You close your eyes looking upwards, the slight chill breeze passes over you like cool water, but you are not cold, as you feel the embrace of the evening sun setting behind you. You feel it now more than ever, as the warmth ripples up your spinal cord and spikes throughout every fiber of your body. Your eyes open, as you peer searchingly into the sky above. A nebula of with shades of magenta, aqua, jade and rose catches your gaze. Stars glisten, littered in various parts of the heavens above you, of white and blue. The Colors of the celestial heavens above leaves you in awe. The sun sleeps behind you, but you do not require its light. The astral light from above guides you on a seraphic path across the vast green meadows…

Noxgene ~ Part 1

~ Listen to Hecq - Bete Noire (Deadfader Remix) HQ while reading ~

The presence was a small tingle across your skin, a twitch at your finger tips, as you passed through the vast green meadow, you felt it’s pull…

The long blades of grass lick at your skin to greet you, tickling your palms as you run your hand across them, they whispered to each other with the wind. You close your eyes looking upwards, the slight chill breeze passes over you like cool water, but you are not cold, as you feel the embrace of the evening sun setting behind you.

You feel it now more than ever, as the warmth ripples up your spinal cord and spikes throughout every fiber of your body. Your eyes open, as you peer searchingly into the sky above.

A nebula of with shades of magenta, aqua, jade and rose catches your gaze. Stars glisten, littered in various parts of the heavens above you, of white and blue. The Colors of the celestial heavens above leaves you in awe. The sun sleeps behind you, but you do not require its light.

The astral light from above guides you on a seraphic path across the vast green meadows…

The Legacy of Tetanus Her screams of pain and anguish filled the stone hall, as she was dragged away by her ankles. Clawing the wet, cold slated floor helplessly, ripping her nails from her fingers tips. She looked up at the hooded figures stood either side of her, as they reached down and pulled her to her feet. Tears trickled from her eyes, as she looked outwards at her child. A blanket of malicious silence draped the room; the child walked carefully over to the bloodied trails on the cold slated floor, trailing a well worn and dirty teddy bear behind her, tightly clenching it in her small hand. The child stood confused and afraid looking at her mother. “I-it’ll be okay honey…” the woman tried to hold back her tears, as an ominous figured approached her child and knelt behind her, enticing fear into every fiber of the mother. The ominous figures presence in the dark side could be clearly felt by the young human child; it almost crippled her fragile being. “Look at me child” His voice was pure malevolence, as the child trembled and began to look at her captor. His metallic breathing was already enough to frighten the young child, let alone the skeletal helmet he donned. “Tell me, have your parents ever told you about monsters child?” His hand reached out for the child’s bear, as she held it tightly in her grasp, trembling in front of him; “Maybe they have told you of the Sith?” His finger tips ran over the bear’s fur. The figure stood and paced slowly around the child, as the young innocent stood bewildered and frightened. The figure stopped, before looking over at the child’s mother; “I told you al-already…I-I don’t know w-where he is…” the woman wept as the figure looked back down at the child and reached out; “N-NO!”  Flares of deep violet and gleaming white flickered around the hall, as screams of agony leapt from the innocent child’s body, before falling silent as the crackling of lightning roared throughout the hall. The women fell to her knees and wept, as her child lay lifeless upon the floor. The smell her daughters charred remains pierced her senses; “H-he’s on C-Cor…Corellia” the figure knelt before her, as she looked up into black eyes of his soulless helmet; “Thank you” 

The Legacy of Tetanus

Her screams of pain and anguish filled the stone hall, as she was dragged away by her ankles. Clawing the wet, cold slated floor helplessly, ripping her nails from her fingers tips.

She looked up at the hooded figures stood either side of her, as they reached down and pulled her to her feet. Tears trickled from her eyes, as she looked outwards at her child.

A blanket of malicious silence draped the room; the child walked carefully over to the bloodied trails on the cold slated floor, trailing a well worn and dirty teddy bear behind her, tightly clenching it in her small hand.

The child stood confused and afraid looking at her mother.

“I-it’ll be okay honey…” the woman tried to hold back her tears, as an ominous figured approached her child and knelt behind her, enticing fear into every fiber of the mother.

The ominous figures presence in the dark side could be clearly felt by the young human child; it almost crippled her fragile being.

“Look at me child” His voice was pure malevolence, as the child trembled and began to look at her captor. His metallic breathing was already enough to frighten the young child, let alone the skeletal helmet he donned.

“Tell me, have your parents ever told you about monsters child?” His hand reached out for the child’s bear, as she held it tightly in her grasp, trembling in front of him; “Maybe they have told you of the Sith?” His finger tips ran over the bear’s fur.

The figure stood and paced slowly around the child, as the young innocent stood bewildered and frightened. The figure stopped, before looking over at the child’s mother; “I told you al-already…I-I don’t know w-where he is…” the woman wept as the figure looked back down at the child and reached out; “N-NO!” 

Flares of deep violet and gleaming white flickered around the hall, as screams of agony leapt from the innocent child’s body, before falling silent as the crackling of lightning roared throughout the hall.

The women fell to her knees and wept, as her child lay lifeless upon the floor. The smell her daughters charred remains pierced her senses; “H-he’s on C-Cor…Corellia” the figure knelt before her, as she looked up into black eyes of his soulless helmet; “Thank you” 

Hemera and Nyx Have you ever watched the transition of Day and Night or Night to Day? I prefer watching Day laying Night to rest… When Night touches Day, they both experience a moment. A moment where the Day begins to Scream across the sky, spreading warmth and joy to everything across the Earth. On the other side Night lays a cool silk blanket of calm and stillness over the Earth. Their relationship is something We can not understand or compare to, We can merely Envy it. The line that lies between the transition of their partnership is simply magnificent. As Night guards over Day, Day returns the favour. It is a Gift we should be humble for. The only time they spend together is the few minutes at Dawn. Understand the sacrifice they share, it’s saddening. At Dawn Love Happens.

Hemera and Nyx

Have you ever watched the transition of Day and Night or Night to Day?

I prefer watching Day laying Night to rest…

When Night touches Day, they both experience a moment.

A moment where the Day begins to Scream across the sky, spreading warmth and joy to everything across the Earth.

On the other side Night lays a cool silk blanket of calm and stillness over the Earth.

Their relationship is something We can not understand or compare to, We can merely Envy it.

The line that lies between the transition of their partnership is simply magnificent.

As Night guards over Day, Day returns the favour. It is a Gift we should be humble for.

The only time they spend together is the few minutes at Dawn. Understand the sacrifice they share, it’s saddening.

At Dawn Love Happens.

The Wind… I wish I could catch the wind… She’d have so much to teach me, and so many secrets to share with me… She’s such an Elegant being, she flows through everything with ease, and you feel her the most when you collapse to your knees on a green grassy meadow, she engulfs you entirely in her soft embrace. If you cry, she dries your tears and her touch upon your body is calming. Yet there are times where you unable to return the favour, you can merely look on through the window, as she rips the leafs and branches from the trees. When you step outside again you can only slightly feel her brush against your skin, as if to apologize for what she has done. Though I would never ask her to apologize, I would only want her to let me know she knew I was there waiting for her touch…

The Wind…

I wish I could catch the wind…

She’d have so much to teach me, and so many secrets to share with me…

She’s such an Elegant being, she flows through everything with ease, and you feel her the most when you collapse to your knees on a green grassy meadow, she engulfs you entirely in her soft embrace.

If you cry, she dries your tears and her touch upon your body is calming.

Yet there are times where you unable to return the favour, you can merely look on through the window, as she rips the leafs and branches from the trees.

When you step outside again you can only slightly feel her brush against your skin, as if to apologize for what she has done.

Though I would never ask her to apologize, I would only want her to let me know she knew I was there waiting for her touch…

What will the night bring… Ever remember being told that Alcohol is poisonous to your body? Yet you end up pouring from a bottle, which has a colour from a cartoon of toxic green and tastes like bananas. Toxic Delight Much?
22/02/2011  How is it one person can be so hated… Well I guess hated is a bit harsh, but dislike, like there always seems to be one Muppet in the class that nobody likes, either because of his/her attitude, behaviour or generally due to the fact because their just socially incapable for making the intended bonds of friendship or love. Its sad, yet not ironic at all, I guess if you act rather like a dumbass and a cunt your going to build up a rather repressed hate in your class mates. Funny thing is when you try to help these people, they act like they know everything and that they are better, then you think; “Why bother :) dig your own grave matey ;D”

22/02/2011 

How is it one person can be so hated…

Well I guess hated is a bit harsh, but dislike, like there always seems to be one Muppet in the class that nobody likes, either because of his/her attitude, behaviour or generally due to the fact because their just socially incapable for making the intended bonds of friendship or love.

Its sad, yet not ironic at all, I guess if you act rather like a dumbass and a cunt your going to build up a rather repressed hate in your class mates.

Funny thing is when you try to help these people, they act like they know everything and that they are better, then you think; “Why bother :) dig your own grave matey ;D”

One of Life’s many wonders. Men and women have lived together for millenniums, yet they can’t live together in harmony and peace. Many would question why, and it is simple. Men and women are two very different species, who shouldn’t share thoughts, actions nor history.  The very unique of each kind is the lust and primal instincts, which shall be kept as it is. A man is a brutal, aggressive and threatening being. A woman is a mild, thoughtful and helpful being. Together these two, very different beings have helped eachother as long as the humankind can remember, with forming the world we live in today. Nothing will, nothing have to, nothing shall be changed, because this is the way it is, and this is the way it will be. Thanks to the anonymous person that sent this to me, I take no claim over this text, seeing as it is not written by Me, but still very…True. I post it for others to Read and Enjoy. Thank You Anonymous Person.

One of Life’s many wonders.

Men and women have lived together for millenniums, yet they can’t live together in harmony and peace.
Many would question why, and it is simple. Men and women are two very different species, who shouldn’t share thoughts, actions nor history. 
The very unique of each kind is the lust and primal instincts, which shall be kept as it is.

A man is a brutal, aggressive and threatening being.
A woman is a mild, thoughtful and helpful being.
Together these two, very different beings have helped eachother as long as the humankind can remember, with forming the world we live in today.
Nothing will, nothing have to, nothing shall be changed, because this is the way it is, and this is the way it will be.

Thanks to the anonymous person that sent this to me, I take no claim over this text, seeing as it is not written by Me, but still very…True.

I post it for others to Read and Enjoy.

Thank You Anonymous Person.

The Beach I picture my life being split between land and ocean. Land being the things I’ve learned, remember, love, cherish and everything else I’ve experienced in my life so far, much like a small city, with continues construction and expansion. The Ocean is things I’ve yet to find, being vast, clouded and mysterious. The ocean is much like what has yet to come in my life, and stuff I just have to wait for. What separates these things is The Beach in between both. It’s laced with infinite grains of sand, each being new thing’s to learn from, therefore my beach becomes a place of learning and thought. As any ocean there is a tide and a breeze. The breeze blow’s what I have learned inland, and the tide brings new things to the shore of my beach, from which I can learn from. But sometimes there are things I have to sit on the beach with, and sometimes I have to send it back to where it came from, and it isn’t always easy.

The Beach

I picture my life being split between land and ocean.

Land being the things I’ve learned, remember, love, cherish and everything else I’ve experienced in my life so far, much like a small city, with continues construction and expansion.

The Ocean is things I’ve yet to find, being vast, clouded and mysterious. The ocean is much like what has yet to come in my life, and stuff I just have to wait for.

What separates these things is The Beach in between both. It’s laced with infinite grains of sand, each being new thing’s to learn from, therefore my beach becomes a place of learning and thought.

As any ocean there is a tide and a breeze. The breeze blow’s what I have learned inland, and the tide brings new things to the shore of my beach, from which I can learn from.

But sometimes there are things I have to sit on the beach with, and sometimes I have to send it back to where it came from, and it isn’t always easy.

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