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thank you:3
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I will refrain from dancing around the house for a moment to express my deep and utter thanks to everyone who commented on/favourited/collected my poem, "My Howls Are Silent," as well as to those who recently followed me.
I cannot begin to describe how excited I am.
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This is something I have dreamed about since I was thirteen.
I love you all.
<3 <3 <3 <3
I cannot begin to describe how excited I am.
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This is something I have dreamed about since I was thirteen.
I love you all.
<3 <3 <3 <3
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tenuous tattoo plans
3 min read
"Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light." curved around right lung
"Have you ever once in your life reached out to touch infinity?" inside of right wrist
"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes" wrapped around left ankle
"I am the decisive element" inside of right forearm
"My first vision of earth was water veiled. I am of the race of men and women who see all things through this curtain of sea and my eyes are the color of water. I looked with chameleon eyes upon the changing face of the world, looked with anonymous vision upon my uncompleted self. I remember my first birth in water." down the back of the neck and spreading out over the back of the right shoulder, above the shoulder blade, and around the shoulder to the front
"The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.
The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace." down the spine
"I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph." outlining the curve of the left shoulder blade, near the spine
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns." along the top of the right shoulder blade
"I hurl you into the universe and pray." curving around belly slightly from the left (over the womb)
"I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful—a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild." wrapped around right ankle
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked..." curved around left lung, the last three words each on a separate lower rib
"...and, if I perish, I perish." curved behind right ear
hamsa eyes in the center of the palms
traditional henna-style tattoos inside of the palms, surrounding the previously mentioned hamsa eyes
ursa major and ursa minor one on each hip bone
blacklight ink skeleton outline back of hands
a variation of: pikdit.com/i/3d-leg-tattoo/ inside of left leg
huginn and muginn one bird on each shoulder blade
and elsewhere... a black orchid, a Celtic triple spiral, a quaternary Celtic knot, an open pomegranate with seeds spilling out, deer with antlers like tree branches, ἀγάπη, mille ambulat oculis
"X
The Light has gone out of my life." in Teddy Roosevelt's Handwriting
the following quotes will be in Tolkein's Elvish:
"It is mine to give to whom I will." over my heart
"'I looked into your future and I saw death.'
'But there is also life.'"
"I will diminish."
Rage, rage against the dying of the light." curved around right lung
"Have you ever once in your life reached out to touch infinity?" inside of right wrist
"She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes" wrapped around left ankle
"I am the decisive element" inside of right forearm
"My first vision of earth was water veiled. I am of the race of men and women who see all things through this curtain of sea and my eyes are the color of water. I looked with chameleon eyes upon the changing face of the world, looked with anonymous vision upon my uncompleted self. I remember my first birth in water." down the back of the neck and spreading out over the back of the right shoulder, above the shoulder blade, and around the shoulder to the front
"The voice of the sea is seductive; never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander for a spell in abysses of solitude; to lose itself in mazes of inward contemplation.
The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace." down the spine
"I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph." outlining the curve of the left shoulder blade, near the spine
"Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns." along the top of the right shoulder blade
"I hurl you into the universe and pray." curving around belly slightly from the left (over the womb)
"I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful—a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild." wrapped around right ankle
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked..." curved around left lung, the last three words each on a separate lower rib
"...and, if I perish, I perish." curved behind right ear
hamsa eyes in the center of the palms
traditional henna-style tattoos inside of the palms, surrounding the previously mentioned hamsa eyes
ursa major and ursa minor one on each hip bone
blacklight ink skeleton outline back of hands
a variation of: pikdit.com/i/3d-leg-tattoo/ inside of left leg
huginn and muginn one bird on each shoulder blade
and elsewhere... a black orchid, a Celtic triple spiral, a quaternary Celtic knot, an open pomegranate with seeds spilling out, deer with antlers like tree branches, ἀγάπη, mille ambulat oculis
"X
The Light has gone out of my life." in Teddy Roosevelt's Handwriting
the following quotes will be in Tolkein's Elvish:
"It is mine to give to whom I will." over my heart
"'I looked into your future and I saw death.'
'But there is also life.'"
"I will diminish."
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My death won't be quiet.
I won't disappear into the night, moon gleaming on the slow-moving stream, draped in flowers.
No, there will be trails of blood. Mania.
There will be fire. Passion.
They will know who I was.
They will know I was alive.
Attend my funeral decked in red. Dark crimson, the colour of just letted blood. Burn me in a pyre. Dance. Celebrate. Let there be hard alcohol and multicoloured sparklers and raucous music. Let there be fucking fireworks for all I care. Let there be light. Memorialise my life on a beach. Shove the burning boat into the ocean for my body to float away on. I will be the eternal nomad.
I hope my memory pains all of you. I hope you ache with the tragedy of my death. I hope you burn. Let me incite passion until the end. Let me change you even after my death, until your heart is charred flesh and cinders.
Drink the vodka straight and relish the flame simmering in your throat. Remember me that way. Remember me as the silent blaze in the darkness, as the soul who finally escaped her physical cage, laughing and leaping. Remember me.
I won't disappear into the night, moon gleaming on the slow-moving stream, draped in flowers.
No, there will be trails of blood. Mania.
There will be fire. Passion.
They will know who I was.
They will know I was alive.
Attend my funeral decked in red. Dark crimson, the colour of just letted blood. Burn me in a pyre. Dance. Celebrate. Let there be hard alcohol and multicoloured sparklers and raucous music. Let there be fucking fireworks for all I care. Let there be light. Memorialise my life on a beach. Shove the burning boat into the ocean for my body to float away on. I will be the eternal nomad.
I hope my memory pains all of you. I hope you ache with the tragedy of my death. I hope you burn. Let me incite passion until the end. Let me change you even after my death, until your heart is charred flesh and cinders.
Drink the vodka straight and relish the flame simmering in your throat. Remember me that way. Remember me as the silent blaze in the darkness, as the soul who finally escaped her physical cage, laughing and leaping. Remember me.
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Sly Sable, you should steal this.
6 min read
----What is more difficult for you, looking into someones eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel?
The first.
----Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. WHY were you angry? Do you still feel the same way?
I should prolly explain that I am rarely ever angry. It takes a long time to stir my ire. I have met only one person in my life in whom I did not find some redeeming enough quality for me to overlook his faults. There is this acquaintance of mine, and I cannot bear to be in the same room with him. I want to both throttle and fuck him, or perhaps fuck then throttle. It's awful.
----You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You have enough time to make ONE phone call. Who do you call? What do you tell them?
I call my brother. I tell him I love him. I tell him how wonderful he is, his potential, his strengths, never give up on himself, never be afraid to make mistakes, to read more, to not mourn, and to ask the pastor's son what I wish for my funeral.
----You are at the doctor's office and he has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? What do you do with your remaining days? Would you be afraid?
I do not tell a soul. I finalize a will and funeral arrangements. I write a book, write poetry, run, dance, sing, travel, live a little. Love a lot. Write letters to everyone that means something to me. Give my full quote book to my brother and tell him to take up the mantle.
----You can have one of the following two things. Which do you choose? Why? Love and Trust.
I only trust those whom love.
----You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dogs life? Why or Why not?
Of course, then call in sick.
----Would you rather be hurt by the one you trust the most or the one you love the most?
Irrelevant. See the previous question.
----Your best friend confesses that he/she has feelings for you more than just friendship. He/she is falling in love with you. What do you (or did you) do/say?
We're siblings. Get the fuck off.
----Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give up one year of yours. Do you do it? Why or Why not?
No. It was her time, and she was ready. There is no need to prolong pain.
----Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend?
No.
----Does love = sex?
No.
----Your boss tells your coworker that they have to let them go because of work shortage, and they are the newest employee. You have been there much longer. Your coworker has a family to support and no other means of income. Do you go to your boss and offer to leave the company? Why or Why not?
It probably would not occur to me to do so.
----When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person?
I don't know. This week? He was a friend from home. We talked about the Fig Tree, Sylvia Plath's Fig Tree.
----What would be (or what was) harder for you to tell a member of the opposite sex, you love them or that you do not love them back?
That I love him.
----What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose?
My family. I love them fiercely.
----Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them. Who were they to you?
Indirectly, last week. A new friend.
----If there was one moment and one time in the last month what would you change and why?
No. I don't regret.
----Imagine it is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear someone walking around outside your window. WHO do you wish was there with you?
Cam.
----Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying? Why or Why not?
If it was a situation that could be remedied with CPR and the person did not look like he or she had herpes or strange bubbling froth/liquid emerging from their lips.
----You are holding onto your grandmother's hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other. Who do you let fall to their death? What was your rationale for making the decision?
I would ask my grandmother for her opinion. Also, if I can manage to hold both, why can't I fling the newborn behind me and save my grandma?
----Are you old fashioned?
What culture are you referring to?
----When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it?
All the time. This morning.
----Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a broken heart, or never loved at all? Why?
The first, given the option. I do not look for love, but I would rather live a colorful life, one with knowledge and passion and experience.
----If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be?
For more wishes.
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I myself am an appreciator of beauty, a connoisseur of the human form. In the stride, in the lilt of speech, the angles and curves and planes of the body, all humans have an arresting assortment of qualities that never fail to captivate me. I am always amative, predisposed to love people, their flaws and their strong points, their brokenness and their potential. This deeply felt adoration of humanity, of the individual, in my my eyes, transcends gender. Unfortunately, much of my culture is not so accommodating towards my tastes; for, to be clear, I adore both sexes equally. Why is it that I can publicly praise a man's physical and mental attributes with a certain type of tone, with the stirrings of romantic affection, but not a woman? I understand that a predominantly Christian society opposes any sort of homosexual leanings, as they should in adherence to their religious texts, but I do not understand why this is so. Why does the Bible say that it is wrong for a woman to love a woman or a man to love a man in that very delicate and precious, yet forbidden, way? Why? I have been told to not question the Bible or to simply look at what is right and follow suit. I have been told that homosexuality is not natural, and thus it is wrong. Those answers do not seem to me sufficient. Why is it wrong for me, as a woman, to yearn to, yes, kiss and fondle and make love to another woman? Why?
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