I am a wandering spirit tangled in the shit of this transient thing called human existence.
I'm the product of the things that have happened to me and the decisions I refused to make. I am nothing different than other people, I am pretty normal-- well, I thought I was unique back then but people started claiming they were unique too, so, hello reality.
Pausiu
Jio
Denielle James
Crisa
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
November 2008
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
My world, unveiling itself like a rose, petal by petal, layer by layer, exposing my inner self more to the world each day and also being able to shut myself in a protective sheild when needed. I gather inspiration from what lies around me. People, nature, art and music, only a few components of which sparks my creativity. I am not limited in any way - my mind is as open as an open fence.
Often I feel underestimated - my mind is more complex than you think. With each glance captures an image, which is thrown around into my thoughts creating a new scenario which only exists within my imagination. The unlimited wonders which the world can bring are mysterious on its own, even more so when you throw in the possibilities.
Although I feel as if my energy is running low, I can still see those things around me, but not those directly aimed at me. I am blinded by my own sight, unknowingly treading on waters which I should refrain from disrupting. I know where the dangers are but I still continue to proceed, hoping I can change the course of the wind.
The path which I am currently walking seems pointless if I keep my eyes on the ground. However, when I look beyond the few steps in front of me, there are so many directions that this road strays off to. My dreams and hopes, all taking me to a different place at a time.
My future, still unknown to me, is the one thing I fear the most. If I don’t end up at the destination of my choice, the way it will affect me and those around me sends a shiver down my spine. From where I stand at this moment, it seems so far away, yet in reality I know it’s close enough to grab and pull towards me.
Right now, I feel as though I’m in a standstill. The past is behind me but I have seemed to stop walking. My progression as a mortal soul, seems to have come to a stop. Perhaps I have taken far too large a leap earlier this year, and now I must take everything in. To me, it is still unknown, and although it is a peaceful time for myself, I miss being able to walk.
But alas, I will stay true to myself and act upon my will. I refuse to follow the crowds and conform into a mindless mannequin of media, I will remain as I am - true to myself and the soul that resides inside me.