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I originally came to myspace out of curiosity and a desire to interact with others from the comfort of my home. I have met many people here at myspace who have become good and caring friends, as it should be. I have also met some whom I forgive but chose not to associate or to elaborate on. As with all things, life itself has duality to it, so we accept that with the good also must come the bad. But be clear about this, it is that way by our choosing. Unfortunately, society in general insists that in order to have love there must also be hate. I have gone through many transitions and changes from September 1, 2005 [sign up date] through to today. There has been occasion when I was tempted to delete my music page and disengage completely from cyberspace. But gratefully, through my steadfast faith in God I am blessed with the ability to discern and His heavenly angels always carry me through to the other side of things. Allowing me to see my way past a moment of frustration and disabling, that which is within me, that lends itself towards behaving like a five year old and throwing a tantrum. So here I will gladly stay until God and only God otherwise directs me. I am interested in giving and receiving love, staying clear of meteor showers, poison rain and demons that roam and lurk from page to page in cyberspace. Keep your helmets on and your shields up, God bless you stranger, friend, foe and all your loved ones.
Maricela
VIOLETAROJO

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FOR REMIDING ALL OF US THAT
WITH TRUE LOVE WE CAN MAKE
A HEALING DIFFERENCE WORLDWIDE
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INSPIRING WORDS
F O R E B E A R A N C E
I Corinthians XIII
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I have become as a sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. 2 And though I have the gift of prophesy and understand al mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3 And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing. 4 Love suffers long and is kind, love does not envy, love does not parade itself, is not puffed up, 5 does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil, 6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in truth, 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 8 Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail, whether there are tongues, they will cease, whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part. 10 But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away. 11 When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child, but when I became a man, woman, I put away childish things. 12 For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. 13 And now abide faith, hope, love, these three, but the greatest of these is love.
HOLY BIBLE
forbearance
n 1. patience: patience, tolerance, or self-control, especially in not responding to provocation (formal)
2. refraining from doing something: the fact of deliberately not doing or saying something when you could do or say it (formal)
3. law refraining from legal right: the fact of not exercising a legal right, especially of not insisting on payment of a debt at the due date and giving the debtor more
time to pay
Encarta World English Dictionary & (P) 1998-2004 Microsoft Corporation. All rights reserved.

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Thank You, Maricela Thompson
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SU SOLAMENTE YO
QUE CAMINA EN UN
MAR DE LAS LLAMAS

Oh mi debutante dulce querido, enviado adelante en un caballo gris pálido, llevando una taza llenada de la ceniza. Deje a cada uno de nosotros afirmar que todavía hay asientos vacíos en la arena y raven los flys sobre circundar, buscando para su aterrizaje donde no hay ninguno ser encontrado. Para todo que mienta abajo es cubierto por un mar de llamas que llene el aire de una calina del humo y del stench de la muerte. Elegí beber solamente de la taza llenada del agua de los funcionamientos de la verdad a través de mis venas y me entrego la visión de usted, el emissary heraldic. Recibo a todos que vengan a mi puerta, extranjero, amigo y enemigo, golpes y se abre, pide y usted recibirá, buscar y usted encontrará seguramente, ahora viene tomar resto aquí, se sienta con mí, yo ha preparado una tabla especialmente para usted. Romperemos el pan y beberemos el vino junto, porque su viaje ha sido un paso largo y que torcía en espiral a través de los pasillos desconocidos que rompían la barrera del tiempo. Su regalo, una reliquia del saber enrolló millares hace de jeroglíficos semejantes de los años versed de símbolos antiguos. Pero en el último que usted ha alcanzado su destino revela como los pétalos que caen de la cadera del se levantó. Dejáis le sépase a uno y todos, aunque el discípulo de I la buena lucha, yo tienta al dios no, dejo el arte de la guerra espiritual a los ángeles de la oscuridad y me enciendo.
MARICELA
VIOLETAROJO

ITS ONLY ME
WALKING ON A SEA
OF FLAMES

Oh my dear sweet debutante, sent forth on a pale grey horse, carrying a cup filled with ash. Let each of us contend that there are still empty seats in the arena and the raven flys above circling, searching for its landing where there is none to be found. For all that lies below is covered by a sea of flames that fills the air with a haze of smoke and the stench of death. I chose only to drink from the cup filled with the water of truth runs through my veins and delivers the vision of you to me, the heraldic emissary. I receive all who come to my door, stranger, friend and foe, knock and it is opened, ask and you shall receive, seek and surely you will find, Now come and take rest here, sit with me, I have prepared a table especially for you. We will break bread and drink wine together, for your journey has been a long and spiraling pass through unknown corridors breaking the barrier of time. Your gift, a relic of lore scrolled thousands of years ago like hieroglyphs versed from ancient symbols . But at last you have reached your destiny unfolds like petals falling from the hip of the rose. Let it be known to one and all, although I disciple the good fight, I tempt God not, I leave the art of spiritual warfare to the angels of darkness and light.
MARICELA
VIOLETAROJO
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♥TAYLOR MARIE BEHL♥
UPDATE
August 9, 2006

MATHEWS -- By the time his murder sentence is served, Benjamin Fawley will likely be 69. Taylor Marie Behl -- a Virginia Commonwealth University student from Fairfax County who came to Richmond last fall excited to learn, meet new people and take those first tentative steps into adulthood -- will always be 17. So it was that what began Sept. 6, 2005, as the disappearance of a college freshman -- and turned into a murder mystery a month later with the grisly discovery of Behl's remains in a dirt-road ditch in this quiet community near the Chesapeake Bay -- ended yesterday with a guilty plea and a 30-year prison sentence. "Murderer!" Behl's mother, Janet Pelasara, yelled as Fawley, head bowed and shackled at the ankles, was led from Mathews Circuit Court to spend perhaps the rest of his life behind bars. "I pray that when you get to your new home, that your new friends will treat you like you treated my daughter," Pelasara said outside the courtroom after an emotional, 90-minute plea hearing packed with reporters, police investigators and nearly three dozen friends and family members of the slain Vienna teenager. "And that you are loved to death." Ever since his jailhouse statement to police last Oct. 12, Fawley, 39, of Richmond has maintained that Behl's death was an accident, a position he did not abandon yesterday despite pleading guilty to second-degree murder. Fawley was barely able to utter responses to questions about the plea agreement put to him by Judge William H. Shaw III, shuddering and suppressing tears as he paused and took deep breaths in the courtroom, a tiny picture of his 10- and 12-year-old daughters weaving between the fingers of his free hands. When Shaw asked him if he was pleading guilty to the charge because he was, in fact, guilty, Fawley shook his bowed head and mumbled inaudibly. Defense attorney Chris Collins told the court that Fawley was entering an Alford plea, meaning he does not admit culpability but acknowledges the evidence against him would likely result in his conviction at trial. "He continues to maintain that it was an accident, that he never intended for her to die," co-counsel William E. Johnson told reporters outside the courthouse after the hearing. Inside the courthouse, Mathews Commonwealth's Attorney Jack Gill had just spent more than an hour laying out a different scenario in painstaking detail. His presentation highlighted inconsistencies in Fawley's statements to authorities. Gill painted a portrait of a young woman excited about a new chapter in her life; a girl smitten with a boy she had met in her first days as a VCU student -- and wary of the older man with whom she had a regrettable sexual encounter months before. The same man, Gill argued, who killed Behl in a twisted, near-psychotic frenzy of sex and violence that played out off a dirt road near the Mathews public beach. Gill said Fawley told police in his statement that Behl wanted him to tie her up and put a bag over her head in an act of erotic asphyxiation. He said Fawley told police that when he got squeamish about the act, Behl berated him and called him a wimp because he was too afraid that she might pass out during sex. Fawley said Behl threatened to tell her mother that she had been raped. "That's when things got crazy," Fawley told police, according to the summary of facts recounted by Gill. He said Fawley told authorities: "I flipped out," and couldn't recall what happened next, until he realized Behl had choked and stopped breathing. Fawley told police he headed back to Richmond with Behl in his car and thought about killing himself, at one point putting a gun in his mouth. Ultimately, though, he returned to Mathews and deposited her body in a ravine near a dirt road, wrapped in a plastic tarp with duct tape. "This is a young girl going off to college, with the same hopes and dreams and fears that all kids have," said Gill, whose voice cracked and faltered several times during his presentation. "It's a tragedy she was taken in this manner. "Judge, this is not a case about sex, or bondage, or erotic asphyxiation, which is a word I didn't even know," Gill continued. "This is . . . about murder. That the defendant murdered Taylor Behl. There is no doubt." Behl was last seen leaving her VCU dormitory on West Main Street on Sept. 5 at 10:24 p.m. When police knocked on the door of Fawley's Hancock Street home two days later, Gill said Fawley's first words to the officer were: "Is this about my missing girlfriend?" In fact, the officer had come to interview Fawley about a story he had told of being abducted, beaten and robbed by a group of men in the city, and driven to a remote location before being dumped with a bag over his head. The story turned out to be false, refuted by Fawley's own statement to police on Oct. 12, a week after Behl's mostly skeletal remains were found. Gill also outlined Fawley's behavior as the search for Behl took on a national scope. He helped distribute fliers of her as a missing person. "All Taylor should do is come back," he said at the time -- another statement rendered false by his later statement to police about what happened the night she disappeared. The inconsistencies were among the reasons cited by Johnson for accepting a plea deal offered by prosecutors. As part of the deal, 22 charges of possession of child pornography against Fawley will be dropped. They stemmed from the presence in his home of compact discs of pornographic movies involving children. Each charge could have earned Fawley up to five years in prison, or perhaps more if the case were handed over for federal prosecution. Outside court, Johnson said Fawley was resigned to his fate. But for others, especially those in Behl's family, things will always be unsettled. "We continue to serve the sentence he passed on us," said Behl's father, Matt Behl. "A life without a daughter, a granddaughter, a niece and a friend." Pelasara said she will probably never find closure. "How do you have closure," she said, "when you lose your only daughter?" Gill, a father, like his prosecuting partner Christopher Bullard, said it was impossible not to become emotional over Behl's death. "It was a murder," he said bluntly. "It's every parent's nightmare."
BY JIM NOLAN
Times Dispatch

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