Blog Manifesto
Blog Manifesto
This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.
We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)
Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
{[¥ Dearest Friend Of Mine ¥]}
It's funny the things you remember once you think deep and hard. I was still pretty new to the omgpop website, making friends, drawing horribly with a watermelon pen and a free apple clock. The day was like no other while I drew pitiful little stick men, confusing all of the other people in the room as to what in the hell I was drawing for them. Then..he came..he came in the room. OMG!!! Those eyes..I remember..the eyes. Quickly I fled to click on his profile reading every little detail. Looking to see his pictures. I felt like a little school girl ooogling this guys info. Once I noticed his screen name I couldn't help but to giggle a little. Down went the profile to the bottom of my screen while I quickly typed as if fire was in my fingertips trying to answer every single word before all the others. Back then I never really paid much mind that there were people that could draw such incredible pictures. I never let them take their time in drawing like I do now. But then..this handsome older guy said..hi. whaa..uh..was he saying hi to me? A noobie? Nah.. He wouldn't he was a higher level then I could ever be. But yet, he was. Just a simple hi. Later on after wiggling my way higher up the draw my thing level and befriending a lot of high ranks, he was added to my friends list. Never talked to him much..never payed a lot of mind. Just started noticing he would play a game all alone many nights. I was concerned but knew he had a special person in his life so I figured I'd leave all alone. He was so happy, so full of spark when he and her were there in rooms. I never knew her much but I envied the woman. This woman had a great catch, better then I would ever know. Later the days and weeks flew by and I got to know him better. I even started to follow him into his alone games. Giving him friendly smiles and jokes. He seemed..so distant and far away. I knew something was the matter and I hoped to help..Jc became this person to me that I never really had. Then suddenly one day he disappeared in the blink of an eye. I knew he deleted me, and a lot others. ..it hurt. But I knew deep down that he had his reasons for "that's all folks". Out of now were he appeared, I was weirded out that I was the first person to see him back. Course I was excited that he had came back. He got stuck having to listen to what I was going through with a certain few. Me and him both concered that with pain, but in the end it brought us close together and now looking back I would do it all over again. Jc is an amazing guy that deserves the best. He has such great talent and a fun loving aditude. I wouldn't trade him for all the people in the world. I love messing with him and telling him funny jokes. We have this amazing bond like I've never known. I'm proud to call him my friend. In the present and in the future, I wish him love and happiness like he has done for me. And yes your still a sexyyyy sexxxyy beast !!!!!!!!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment