#something newish

[novadite-blog]

A painting that I had work on for quite a while

[thegirlwhohearsvoices]

Something newish, Day 142

Weird where and how today's world is not perfect and I certainly am not. That I am maybe just one maybe two or three or four but I'm definitely not. Just mean I am someone who is over the moon over enjoyed over everything but not under everything. I can show the moon and the stars and how to see the sun. Yet I know one thing is for certain time is not a thief. Although it is said the time it is something that is rushed. As usual it shows the world something wonderful time is a thief only if you do not use it right. If you do not use it wisely, only if you stop for a second and then wait then you lose it. I know for myself that writing is not the best. For me it is speaking and today's going to be interesting because today's blog is me speaking into the little thingy on my phone that lets me translate my words into text. Basically the mic from the phone and whatever but it should help me get some of my points across a little easier. Hopefully I don't know I will have to edit this. It stops a lot which means that most of the time it the sentences stop and start. I just hope it lets my stories come alive. I can make up stories and it could be wonderful and people can tell me I would be an amazing writer but the thing is I can't write down those ideas. I can think of them and they will be trapped in my head for what feels like forever. That they are just it there trapped. I can speak them but that's it. Speaking them is one thing but writing them is very different. Stories can be changed from generation to generation through telling them there's never going to be just one story anymore. If I forget will then writing lets me remember where speaking it can be forgotten in the wind and I don't want that. I want to be remembered in the something tangible but not secure. I don't know I'll figure something out and for that it truly is one day down in a lifetime long. ~The girl who hears voices

[goldwerewolf]

Well, we are getting closer to the end of this piece. Hopefully you guys like it. It's something different. It's Strange Magic AUish.

[jaapanese]

good horror films to watch??

[ponderingcomplications]

Fade to grey

The ocean must be tired of being the mirror to the sky, and I think the world stopped turning because the wind only sighs, and I miss the rain but the sky just doesn't cry, and it's as if the light has dimmed in your sun-risen eyes. I think the world is wilting - the horizon is breaking apart and resembles not hope, but what is left of a broken heart, and I can't remember my smile - it is a lost and shattered art, and I want to tell you I love you, but I cannot fathom where to start. See the world is frozen in Winter, and I think you are an Autumn day. You held so tightly to brilliance that only ever could fall away. I want to tell you that you're forever, but I have no words to say. So your candlelight soul expires, and my world just fades to grey.