"Who dares nothing, need hope for nothing."
~ Johann Friedrich Von Schiller
I'm really just looking for friends who are interested in the same things I am, namely the paranormal, myths and legends, spirituality, extraterrestrial phenomena, ancient cultures, and anything along those lines. Please be open-minded.
An Endless SearchIf somehow by the will of all worlds, I lost you to forever, Id search an eternitys galactic swirls Longing for our together. For as big as I could imagine A mate to my soul in dreams. I would have never fathomed One so exquisite as you, it seems. And if by chance you wanted me not, Into a cave my heart would sure fall. But Id pick up the pace and summon my pluck And learn to plunge back out into it all. You must know this one thing to tell of my heart. This is from a muse so true, Id venture a universe thrice deep as far, To find another such as you. You are stitched to my heart, To your love I am bound. You make life seem like art, My soul mate I finally found.
My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind. ~ Albert Einstein
Every Warrior of the Light has felt afraid of going into battle. Every Warrior of the Light has, at some time in the past, lied or betrayed someone. Every Warrior of the Light has trodden a path that was not his. Every Warrior of the Light has suffered for the most trivial of reasons. Every Warrior of the Light has, at least once, believed he was not a Warrior of the Light. Every Warrior of the Light has failed in his spiritual duties. Every Warrior of the Light has said 'yes' when he wanted to say 'no.' Every Warrior of the Light has hurt someone he loved. That is why he is a Warrior of the Light, because he has been through all this and yet has never lost hope of being better than he is. ~ Paulo Coelho
We all want to fall in love. Why? Because that experience makes us feel completely alive, where every sense is heightened, and every emotion is magnified. Our everyday reality is shattered and we are flung into the heavens. It may only last a moment, an hour, or an afternoon, but that doesn't diminish its value, because we are left with memories that we treasure for the rest of our lives.
Evening Star
'Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro' the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold- too cold for me-
There pass'd, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.
Edgar Allan Poe
Thoughts of you Dianna and Chase, peace my friends of the eternal night.
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
~ John Stuart Mill ~
Star Wars
LOTR Trilogy
What Dreams May Come
A.I.
K-Pax
The Notebook
The Breakfast Club
Valley Girl
The Time Machine
Alexander
King Arthur
Gladiator
Braveheart....you get the point.
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though;He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of the easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.~ Robert Frost
A Dream
Once a dream did weave a shade O'er my angel-guarded bed, That an emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I lay. Troubled, wildered, and forlorn, Dark, benighted, travel-worn, Over many a tangle spray, All heart-broke, I heard her say: "Oh my children! do they cry, Do they hear their father sigh? Now they look abroad to see, Now return and weep for me." Pitying, I dropped a tear: But I saw a glow-worm near, Who replied, "What wailing wight Calls the watchman of the night? "I am set to light the ground, While the beetle goes his round: Follow now the beetle's hum; Little wanderer, hie thee home!"
~ William Blake
Love Is Enough
Love is enough: though the world be a-waning, And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining, Though the skies be too dark for dim eyes to discover The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder, Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder, And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over, Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter: The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.
~ William Morris
The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day in rhythmic measure. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth into numberless waves of flowers."
~ Rabindranath Tagore
"Confront the dark parts of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing. Use the pain as fuel, as a reminder of your strength.â€
~ August Wilson
I Am
I am! The ages on the ages roll: And what I am, I was, and I shall be: by slow growth filling higher Destiny, And Widening, ever, to the widening Goal. I am the Stone that slept; down deep in me That old, old sleep has left its centurine trace; I am the plant that dreamed; and lo! still see That dream-life dwelling on the Human Face. I slept, I dreamed, I wakened: I am Man! The hut grows Palaces; the depths breed light; Still on! Forms pass; but Form yields kinglier Might! The singer, dying where his song began, In Me yet lives; and yet again shall he Unseal the lips of greater songs To Be; For mine the thousand tongues of Immortality.
~ Voltaraine De Cleyre
Before The World Was Made
If I make the lashes dark And the eyes more bright And the lips more scarlet, Or ask if all be right From mirror after mirror, No vanity's displayed: I'm looking for the face I had Before the world was made. What if I look upon a man As though on my beloved, And my blood be cold the while And my heart unmoved? Why should he think me cruel Or that he is betrayed? I'd have him love the thing that was Before the world was made.
~ William Butler Yeats
The Lady Of Shalott
On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the sky; And thro’ the field the road runs by To many-tower’d Camelot; And up and down the people go, Gazing where the lilies blow Round an island there below, The island of Shalott. Willows whiten, aspens quiver, Little breezes dusk and shiver Thro’ the wave that runs for ever By the island in the river Flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls, and four gray towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.
~ Alfred Lord Tennyson
I Carry Your Heart
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
~ e. e. cummings
"Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings."
~ Cassius
"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."
~ Aristotle
"We are closest to our true form when we achieve the seriousness of a child at play."
~ Heraclitus