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Sep 8, 2007
"it's time Keisha... it is."

once there was a girl who lived in a bottle. for years she has travelled vast seas.. conquered deadly storms.. fought the furious waves... once even, got swallowed by a huge aquatic creature she cannot tell what.

"My life is not like this.. I feel it," she thought. "There's more to this bottle, I know..."

Days and nights seemed to be endless. And all that she has been left to do is to look beyond the waves. "Empty. yet at times, she can not help fall for the beauty before her. The sun which gives her warmth.. The waves that keep her floating.

Just astounding..."

But neither the heat nor the cuurents can give her comfort. "Something is missing. I feel it. I know something is."

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Childish as she can ever be, Keisha stole sometime to relax. Leaving the herd in Mito's care, she rans awild. Faster, faster, faster... until she trips a rock, loses her balance.. falls off... winding, winding.. winding.. there she goes...

little drops of blood in her toes, knees, perhaps a sprain.. but no tears, no wales..

just pure giggle... slowly, gently.. giggle... 'til she laughs her heart out...

"Shout Keisha! Shout! Never has she been so happy.. every day.. she steals time to witness Her Majesty... captivated..

Only to be awaken, Mito growls "it's time to go home now Keisha..."

Limping, she tries to get up the steep slope... Nasty.. she smiles to herself seeing how deep she has fallen.. "I'm fine Your Majesty... 'til tomorrow."

Getting home was a journey. Dazzled, her father gives her that every-day-look "what-happened-this-time? Bleeding or broken?"

Dinner was good, so was her stories. Never was there a day that Keisha's loving family missed her adventures.. Until that day...

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"It's time Keisha" 

Awaken, she is blinded by white light... mixed emotions brought by the comforting warmth, the cold gust of wind... a little drizzle of sweet rain.. "and what's that smell... No way! Her Majesty!"

"Keisha it's time. You have been good despite of your little mischiefs... And as a reward, I have given you a stern yet understanding father, a very compassionate mother, mischievous as you are, yet sweet little brothers and sisters.. Your living may have been rich, but you have more than all the money combined... what's more is that I have given you the chance to see Me in my true form..."

"But it's time."

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Posted at 11:37 pm by poozeyn
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Aug 26, 2007
my oh my, relief

 

It's been a couple of months... And truthfully, I am enjoying what was once (for two years actually) deprived of me.

For two months (and counting) I drown myself in the comfort of my bed, my home, our couch... Now I can sleep more without worrying what I have to do next, a deadline.. Such a relief... What a relief.

Man, I really missed the mere idea of rest and relaxation... What a relief!

But everything I guess, does have its negative effect.

In enjoying such the luxury ofmy time, I have unconsciously isolated myself from my social world. I rather be home than be out with friends. And now, I do not find the idea of going home late (10pm is late for me now, gosh!) fun anymore.

Oh well, things change.. Perhaps, I'll get back to circulation in time...

In the meantime, I'll cherish what i have...


Posted at 04:25 pm by poozeyn
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Nov 5, 2006
inside and out

Surprise

empty

that's how things

have become

...

spaces

all that's left

nothing more

nothing less

...

no limits

free

but

numb

....

 


Posted at 05:21 pm by poozeyn
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