I used to write stories and about dreams, then life took a sharp turn, and I had to concentrate on other things, work, myself, others. Sometime I miss writing but I am not sure I could keep up with the commitment that writing a story demand. I used to write long and complicated biographies for my in-game characters, I loved to share such tales with others, some even liked them. I wish I had more time to dedicate to writing but I feel "lost in translation" lately. It does not come easy any more, it used to be simple, I would just sit listening to my music and write write write, but then it all stopped. I must admit I did find it difficult (just like now) I want to say so much but feel uncomfortable when people makes comments about my spellings, typos and grammar. I am not a native speaker, although I've been using English for many years, there was a time when the only words I could say were "Hello - Yes - Good Bye" , all I know about this beautiful language, I learned alone over the years. I feel a bit annoyed, to have to explain all this, I had lots of stick for it, when I was working on the forums, so I've chosen silence . The page is white, the stories kept safe in my head and my heart until the day will come when I will feel happy again to share.
She comes like fullest moon on happy night, Taper of waist with shape of magic might. She hath an eye whose glances quell mankind, And ruby on her cheeks reflects his light. Enveils her hips the blackness of her hair Beware of curls that bite with viper bite! Her sides are silken-soft, that while the heart Mere rock behind that surface 'scapes our sight. From the fringed curtains of her eyne she shoots Shafts that at furthest range on mark alight.
(Extract From One Thousand and One Nights)
An old childhood's dream after reading One Thousand and One Nights : To fly on a magic carpet with an awesome Persian Prince into adventures, and to live happily ever after....then you grow up , but the fairy-tale dreams remains. The brand new trailer for The Prince of Persia is better then I thought.
"I wonder if I shall fall right through the earth! How funny it’ll seem to come out among the people that walk with their heads downwards! The Antipathies, I think – (she was rather glad there was no one listening, this time, as it didn’t sound at all the right word) ‘– but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma’am, is this New Zealand or Australia? (and she tried to curtsey as she spoke – fancy curtseying as you’re falling through the air! Do you think you could manage it!) And what an ignorant little girl she’ll think me for asking! No, it’ll never do to ask: perhaps I shall see it written up somewhere."
Award winning live painter and illustrator both in London and Europe, Joanna Henly working under the guise of Miss Led. She created this awesome bathroom murals inspired by Alice in Wonderland. Lewis Carroll's story was not one of my favourites when growing up and I always struggled to understand why. As a child one can appreciate the *oddness* of Wonderland, the talking flowers, the funny animals, but this strange world has indeed, a much deeper meaning . Now I realize I did not like much Alice because she is so similar to me, and her adventures reminds me of what I went through. Alice has now taken her rightful place in my life as I earned to like her. The girl is in the news lately, a new teaser-trailer has just been released for Tim Burton's Alice , looking forward to the movie.
Let your creative nature shine through and try to do more listening than talking. Make your dreams a reality.
So I stood in front of the mirror and I did cut my own hair (saving a lot of time and money...I just can't stand hair salons) Now I do look like a hobbit and I like it ! I have no idea why it did take me so long to do it, I feel much more like *myself* If I believe my horoscope, I have to make my dreams come true next and this is going to prove a little bit more challenging then cutting hair I think, but I will try.
....when you are as small and as insignificant like me. I've been thinking , I've sat and observed my life and the world from the outside for a while. Some people believe it's all in the state of mind, all you are or you dream to be, all you achieve in life is down to you and you alone, but I feel there is much more. As I grow older, as I walk a road that (maybe) is not the one I would want to walk, I realize I have everything and yet I feel like I have nothing at all, so my *everything* is not enough. Today I smiled, I cried, I received a tiny cuddle, I decided to cut my hair, I can see now more clearly where the road is taking me. I failed and yet I won, but it not a sweet victory and, as often with me, I feel rather lonely. I have little clue of what the future holds for me, I live everyday as if it was my last now. I dream, I smile, I cry a lot, lost in my hobbit world , still sawing my hobbit costume, still preparing for my trip of a lifetime to New Zealand next year. All I want now is here in my dreams, all I will never have is here in my heart...so close and yet so far. I can hear the bell ringing but I know I will never be strong or lucky enough to get close to it, still its sound is so beautiful I am just happy to sit here and listen , you can cry and smile at the same time you know....
Upon a cold and magic sky
I used to write stories and about dreams, then life took a sharp turn, and I had to concentrate on other things, work, myself, others. Sometime I miss writing but I am not sure I could keep up with the commitment that writing a story demand. I used to write long and complicated biographies for my in-game characters, I loved to share such tales with others, some even liked them. I wish I had more time to dedicate to writing but I feel "lost in translation" lately. It does not come easy any more, it used to be simple, I would just sit listening to my music and write write write, but then it all stopped. I must admit I did find it difficult (just like now) I want to say so much but feel uncomfortable when people makes comments about my spellings, typos and grammar. I am not a native speaker, although I've been using English for many years, there was a time when the only words I could say were "Hello - Yes - Good Bye" , all I know about this beautiful language, I learned alone over the years. I feel a bit annoyed, to have to explain all this, I had lots of stick for it, when I was working on the forums, so I've chosen silence . The page is white, the stories kept safe in my head and my heart until the day will come when I will feel happy again to share.
"....when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her."
“Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!”
"...Alice had not a moment to think about stopping herself before she found herself falling down a very deep well."
....when you are as small and as insignificant like me. I've been thinking , I've sat and observed my life and the world from the outside for a while. Some people believe it's all in the state of mind, all you are or you dream to be, all you achieve in life is down to you and you alone, but I feel there is much more. As I grow older, as I walk a road that (maybe) is not the one I would want to walk, I realize I have everything and yet I feel like I have nothing at all, so my *everything* is not enough. Today I smiled, I cried, I received a tiny cuddle, I decided to cut my hair, I can see now more clearly where the road is taking me. I failed and yet I won, but it not a sweet victory and, as often with me, I feel rather lonely. I have little clue of what the future holds for me, I live everyday as if it was my last now. I dream, I smile, I cry a lot, lost in my hobbit world , still sawing my hobbit costume, still preparing for my trip of a lifetime to New Zealand next year. All I want now is here in my dreams, all I will never have is here in my heart...so close and yet so far. I can hear the bell ringing but I know I will never be strong or lucky enough to get close to it, still its sound is so beautiful I am just happy to sit here and listen , you can cry and smile at the same time you know....
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