Profound Thoughts

With December comes the glimmer on her face And I get a bit nervous  I get a bit nervous now In the twelve months on I won't make friends with change  When everyone's perfect can we start over again The playgrounds they get rusty and your  Heart beats another ten thousand times before I got the chance to say I miss you When it gets hard  I get a little stronger now I get a little braver now And when it gets dark I get a little brighter now  I get a little wiser now before I give my heart away Well we met each other at the house of runaways  I remember it perfectly we were running on honesty  We moved together like a silver lock and key But now that your lock has changed  I know I can't fit that way The playgrounds they get rusty and your  Heart beats another ten thousand times before I got the chance to say I want you When it gets hard I get a little stronger now I get a little braver now ...

The latent potential of a human mind is something that can't be simply discerned without experiencing first hand the power it holds. A dream or an imagination that is so lucid and vivid can only be best explained as a handiwork of an inherent potency to tap into an unseen and often neglected aspect of reality which we often conform to as a fantasy. Cruising towards existence is supposed to be straightforward. But if the mind and the heart do not coincide with each other, one lags behind turning the experience into some sort of an ordeal.  It took me quite a while to reorient my bearings after having spent quite a considerable time to the reverie of what had transpired. I took my belongings and decided to come to my senses and head back to the real world once more.  With a heavy heart, I made one last look at Amandiwin and bid my adieu to the spirits which inhabit its hallowed forest grounds. Perhaps, there may come a day when both my feet will take me back within ...

Was everything a dream? I tried sitting up. My head totally hurts. I must have slipped and hit a rock or something like that. Physical pain is short-lived. What has been instilled in the heart and the mind lasts longer. Whether it was a product of an imagination or a dream, the experience is so profound I could still sense the life force of everything and everyone I met in that enchanted reality. Chase, Avryl, Bakkun... I look around and to my bewilderment, the trees cast a ghostly bluish afterglow. I am surrounded by tall and towering trees emitting varied shades of bluish light. The patched grasses on the forest floor give off a certain glow too. I cleared my eyes and looked around again, but everything remained the same. It feels chilling yet astonishing. Is there some sort of truth to what I have just seen and experienced. The moment those thoughts left my consciousness, orbs of light lift off the grasses and off the leaves from the trees.  I called out for C...

"Not About Angels" Birdy We know full well there's just time So is it wrong to dance this line? If your heart was full of love Could you give it up? 'Cause what about, what about angels? They will come, they will go, make us special Don't give me up Don't give... me up How unfair, it's just our luck Found something real that's out of touch But if you'd searched the whole wide world Would you dare to let it go? 'Cause what about, what about angels? They will come, they will go, make us special Don't give me up Don't give... me up 'Cause what about, what about angels? They will come, they will go, make us special It's not about, not about angels, angels ~Photo courtesy of https://elespejogotico.blogspot.com

The cave does not seem that much. But as we proceeded further in search for dry earth, farther from the mouth of the cave where it is supposed to become dimmer, there was still light as the sunstone gave an incandescent glow pervading the passage in bluish ethereal light. Along the way small crystals reflect the faint glow, glistening like minuscule stars which become preponderant the deeper we went inside the cave until we arrived at a chamber encompassed in a crystal lattice, it appears like it is swathed in daylight as shades of blue is being scattered about. It is both fascinating and serene, a perfect place to hide the night away. I lowered Avryl on the ground letting her head rest on Chase's fur. Tranquil in her stupor, she now looks the exact opposite when she fought Bakkun head on. I caressed her forehead and checked her temperature. She seemed slight feverish so I took off my coat and made her lie on it. I was able to remove her armour so she could be more comfort...

I lifted Avryl slowly and gently carried her in my arms. Her delicate frame so light I could carry her easily except for the heavy armour she wore which is cumbersome to bear. I asked Chase to scout for shelter for the passing night. The light will soon fade into the darkness and we must haste. I am not afraid of the dark. I could sleep on rocky ground or on wet grass.  My concern rests on Avryl who is extremely exhausted and burnt out. I am not certain if she would be able to make it through the night for it seems she is in so much pain. At the mere touch of her injury, she would convulse as if she is in so much pain. As much as I want to hurry, it is imperative that I be extra cautious with Avryl. We reached the mouth of a tributary draining towards the lake. To my delight, the water spirit we met earlier in the day elatedly welcomed our presence once more. And perhaps knowing our intent, persuaded us to follow suit until we reached the foot of a gentle rock-strewn fal...

Avryl is the epitome of beauty. Despite her grim appearance, her beauty still radiates I could feel my heart skip a beat. Her delicate looks would make any man swoon and swear to protect with all his might.  I extended my hand urging her to rise which she obliged. Her face was still wet with the teardrops she earlier shed. I wiped her cheeks with my other hand which she then held to her chest.  Everything is bound to be all right. I reassured her as I turned her face closer to mine allowing me to glimpse of the metallic silvery eyes. I caught sight of her luscious red lips I was yearning to touch, but instead ushered her head to rest on my shoulder letting her find solace in my embrace. In that moment in time, as her heart resonated with mine she burst into tears. I could offer her nothing except my sympathy hoping she could find strength in me with her great loss. They might have been her friends, her sisters or her mother, that which I do not know. In her ...