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I hope you don't mind if I write a little more to my story.. I didn't intend to, but if one person can find meaning within..just one.. then living long enough to write more is worth it.. for you see, I was once a healer..
this story is just as symbolic, not much really is just made up, save for a few poetic phrases. (picking up where I left off)
As I lie facing the sapphire majesty of my master's creation, I cry out.
"Father God..why? why did you appoint me a doomed task?.. why punish your faithful servant?" still, in my loyalty to the master I strike myself for my blasphemy.. then silence.. it was evil that corrupted her, and my own evil that kept me from saving her.. still I look to the heavens.. when suddenly a single rose petal softly floated down, and landed in my hand. I close my fist tightly as I begin to cry.. I let it go.. and as it flutters away I see the life I could have had in my mind's eye..
summoning strength from sheer will, I make the sign of the cross, and ask the master to forgive me..and to let me come home..
...Silence... yet in this silence I can feel the fall of the rain.. the master weeps for me..
In delusion of pain, and shock I cry out in a childish manner..
"daddy..your tears are so cold.. please stop crying..."
I must serve my punishment for my failure..yet my Angel kin weep along with my Father God Almighty..
If nothing else, I pray you.. Do not forsake the Lord.. If he cares for one such as I.. how much more dose he care for a truly good soul..
-The fallen Scion-
~Robert
this story is just as symbolic, not much really is just made up, save for a few poetic phrases. (picking up where I left off)
As I lie facing the sapphire majesty of my master's creation, I cry out.
"Father God..why? why did you appoint me a doomed task?.. why punish your faithful servant?" still, in my loyalty to the master I strike myself for my blasphemy.. then silence.. it was evil that corrupted her, and my own evil that kept me from saving her.. still I look to the heavens.. when suddenly a single rose petal softly floated down, and landed in my hand. I close my fist tightly as I begin to cry.. I let it go.. and as it flutters away I see the life I could have had in my mind's eye..
summoning strength from sheer will, I make the sign of the cross, and ask the master to forgive me..and to let me come home..
...Silence... yet in this silence I can feel the fall of the rain.. the master weeps for me..
In delusion of pain, and shock I cry out in a childish manner..
"daddy..your tears are so cold.. please stop crying..."
I must serve my punishment for my failure..yet my Angel kin weep along with my Father God Almighty..
If nothing else, I pray you.. Do not forsake the Lord.. If he cares for one such as I.. how much more dose he care for a truly good soul..
-The fallen Scion-
~Robert
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
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I'm trying to exercise daily. I was doing fairly well until I sprained my ankle 2 weeks ago but now I'm getting back on the horse. Today I walked over a mile with my arm weights that are about 22lbs total. I was out of shape and it was hard on my arms. I also did my 30 situps. I'm also going to drink a lot of water and try to eat healthy. I do tend to have a sweet tooth but I'm cutting...
This is beautiful writing...for a romance novel. Why not make this a private journal instead of bleeding all over the place in public?
Yes, it's obvious you're hurting. But your choice of words, while dense and meaningful, obscures your message and implies one that may not be intentional;
The cold, hard facts of what happened are painful, but you don't want to see them for what they are. So you give it some kind of fairy tale spin to it. That doesn't do you any good. It only distances you from reality, and that's not healthy.
I've met people with the gift of purple prose before, and it sounds nice, but after a while, just say what you mean. Don't try and pretty it up.
Until you can face that, everything in life is going to be some kind of epic battle between good and evil.
There are fan fiction forums on other sites that would be more than happy to publish this stuff. But all this does is prolong the inevitable;
having to actually deal with you mess.
just sayin'
I girl dumped my sorry self and now I am going to end it soon. there, normal enough?
Don't. It's not worth it.
Ne one paints a mural on the Cistine chapel ceiling then offs themselves. That makes no sense.
Have you talked to anybody about this, i mean other than here?
This guy's making suicide a performance art, and all you can say is "nice writing". Okay.
Fellen, you remind me of how I used to be right about the same age you are. So in a way, it scares me that you're writing like this. Words do not flow with this much intensity unless there is a passion behind them.
I'm guessing here, but I'm guessing that passion is eating you up and telling you to do things you shouldn't, and that you might regret.
Trust me on this one.
Remember that Good Friday comes before Easter Sunday. Hang in there.