Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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- Last Login: 12/20/2009
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Interests
Music
It Plays In My Heart
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Heroes
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Details
- Status: Single
- Here for: Networking
- Hometown: Enchanted Forest
- Orientation: Straight
- Ethnicity: White / Caucasian
- Zodiac Sign: Capricorn
- Smoke: No
- Education: Grad / professional school
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My page and writings I dedicate to my sister who was murdered by Mark David Breakiron someone she did not know, tortured to death for no reason. He now resides on death row at SCI Greene, Pennsylvania...And that is how I became...
Love To All...
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
..Life, is so full of riches.
You can not touch,
but yet you will feel them.
With in the depths of your heart.
In My Blogs
You can not touch,
but yet you will feel them.
With in the depths of your heart.
In My Blogs
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I stare now at a beautiful presence that sleeps. You take my breath away. Dream my love, ponder all that is, and was, and could be. Let me carry you into a world of complete awareness. You will never be alone, nor forgotten. Here you will be loved, protected and at peace for all eternity. Let me be your secret...
Fall in love with me.
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I am waiting for the winds of change to sweep the clouds away.
Waiting for the rainbow's end to cast it's light my way.
Countless ways to pass long days.
I look for the answers to the questions in my mind.
I look for an open door, a memory cherished for all time.
I stepped through the looking glass and this is what I found.
What you own is your own kingdom.
What you do is your own glory.
What you love is your own power. What you live is your story.
In your dreams you have the answer,
May they guide you through your life.
Let your heart be the anchor.
I hope it plays your favorite song for all your life.
Someday you will find me and step through the looking glass.
Until then my love, our minds will meet at night in your dreams.
There we will walk the roads together.
Fore the truth of love be lighted, it will guide you to my world as you sleep.
Waiting for the rainbow's end to cast it's light my way.
Countless ways to pass long days.
I look for the answers to the questions in my mind.
I look for an open door, a memory cherished for all time.
I stepped through the looking glass and this is what I found.
What you own is your own kingdom.
What you do is your own glory.
What you love is your own power. What you live is your story.
In your dreams you have the answer,
May they guide you through your life.
Let your heart be the anchor.
I hope it plays your favorite song for all your life.
Someday you will find me and step through the looking glass.
Until then my love, our minds will meet at night in your dreams.
There we will walk the roads together.
Fore the truth of love be lighted, it will guide you to my world as you sleep.
I Love You
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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..Go and stand amidst their scowling hearts; and let your gentle eyes fall upon them like the forgiving peace of the evening over the strife of the day. Let them see your face and thus know the meaning of all things, let them love you and love each other. Come and take your seat in the bosom of the limitless. At sunrise open and raise your heart like a blossoming flower, and at sunset bend your head in silence.
Pray
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..Who I'd like to meet:
The Person On The Other Side Of The Mirror
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We travel the world on separate paths stealing glances between the trees. We share moments, whispering are stories on quiet nights, and bared ourselves like never before. But our hands could never touch. It seems no matter how dear or true our hearts might be they can never beat as one. So we move along in two parallel lives, marching forward through tragedy and triumph.
In life we pick up fellow travelers and bonded with other souls, but the face beyond the trees haunts us both. Our destiny would have us in the arms of another unable to share the desired embrace. Living our lives with a constant eye to the path beyond, aching for what awaited us on the other side.
We made our own happiness and found our own dreams. We have waited so long for our two paths to meet, making a wish on every star. We were made for one another. Why has this cruel twist of fate kept our two souls apart?
So we stand here silently two faces between the trees...
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
In life we pick up fellow travelers and bonded with other souls, but the face beyond the trees haunts us both. Our destiny would have us in the arms of another unable to share the desired embrace. Living our lives with a constant eye to the path beyond, aching for what awaited us on the other side.
We made our own happiness and found our own dreams. We have waited so long for our two paths to meet, making a wish on every star. We were made for one another. Why has this cruel twist of fate kept our two souls apart?
So we stand here silently two faces between the trees...
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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..I Am The Angel Moon
As the waves dance in their emerald green and blue gowns upon the shoreline, the Moon in her gown of White Lilies, comes down from her throne in the sky to shine her light of serenity upon the world of the sea.
The sound of distant splashes tell me that the playful dolphins of the deep are performing for the stars that have descended to dance in their skirts of pale gold, with the waves, to blend their colors in a brilliant, fiery, passionate desire to keep up with the rhythm that Mother Earth creates as she slumbers in her bed of leaves and moss.
The Moon looks on with eyes of palest blue, waiting for the dreamer who will light her heart with love. He will soon join her in this beautiful world. Together they will make a different light. She will dance and sing with joy. Her skin is white and pure a symbol of tenderness and delicacy. Her heart beat is strong and echoes in the night air. This soul remains filled with hope.
She gaurds the gate, her face pale with tears. But as she looks to the east the sun begins to wake, her lips of subtle pink begin to smile. She calls for the dreamer once again. He has not found her tonight, but she knows he is searching. The Angel must return to her castle in the sky, to await for the next night when she calls him again to play upon the shores....
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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..Frail Destiny
You broke a thousand hearts on your way to mine. Then you tore through a thousand lonely souls and shattered a thousand dreams. Did you think a twist of fate brought you to my door? Now I watch as you move on, following the scent of loneliness. I stand here quietly, eyes filling with tears. You have gone down the trail of desperation to find another victim. She will smile unaware like I did in the months before . But time will be kind to me, as it is to most gentle souls. My heart seems to break like twigs in the howling winds of the night. The rains of tomorrow will make me strong again and I will grow into a forest that can never be broken. You will remain hollow, empty and weak even as I grow stronger. May love some day find you following the scent of your loneliness. May it break you with the ease of a rotten tree . You will fall to the cold damp ground in the darkness . I may even cry for you as I nurse my broken heart. I will not offer any words of anger nor will carry any ill desires. For your fate is your own and destiny spites you enough. I will miss you on lonely nights. But I can not hate what I pity so much nor condem that which has condemned itself.....
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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..light is so fleeting
it flickers and changes
with each passing cloud
to shadow it's path
night overtakes it
but never completely
as each little star
reminds us its there
fires will burn out
as rain comes to drench them
but when the wood dries
we will light them again
though light is so fleeting
one thing to remember
we are never in darkness
the light shines within
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Dream, you are already here, in paradise.
Just sit silently and look around you, sit silently and look within. You have never been anywhere else! The way you are is the only way you can be. Accept it-and not only accept it but rejoice in it. love it, and suddenly you will find you are awake in the Garden Of Life. It is not a question of going anywhere, just of being here now....
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..The newborn soul is tolerant, accepting and willing to give anyone a chance. They are easy to read and easily influenced by others. They seem to have a fresh perspective on life, and are very creative. Inventive and artistic, they are the trend setter. They have an upbeat spirit and like almost everything. Friends are made easily and often have long standing friendships. Impulsive and trusting, they fall in love a little too easily. I am not the newborn soul.....
I Am The Bright Star The Dreaming Soul
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..With wind and the weather beating round me.
Up to the hill and the moorland I go.
Who will come with me?
Who will climb with me?
Wade through the brook?
And tramp through the snow?
Not in the petty circle of cities.
Cramped by your doors and your walls I dwell;
Over me God is blue in the welkin,
Against me the wind and the storm rebel.
I sport with solitude here in my regions,
Of misadventure have made me a friend.
Who would live largely?
Who would live freely?
Here to the wind-swept uplands ascend.
I am the Angel of tempest and mountain,
I am the Spirit of freedom and pride.
Stark must he be and a kinsman to danger
Who shares my kingdom and walks at my side.
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Dream With Me
We stand alone under an evening sky watching the world spin around us. Look close and you will see the faces of lost souls. They still search for the gate. They dance in the winds of change as they pour through the sands of time. No one will seem to notice us standing here. They march on to the drums of a thousand fools. They refuse to dream. They turn away when I do not dance to the beat, whispering about me as if I couldn't hear. To them I am just a part of the scenery that remains unbroken. I am a challenge to the song that surrounds me. I refuse to be thrown away. So here I stand refusing to sing their song, watching as empty hearts walk in sadness. They search for something that is missing in their lives. I have stood here for thousands of years, a symbol of the invisible child. My heart beat remains strong throughout eternity. I am still amazed at the beauty that surrounds me every day. You will never see sorrow in these blue eyes. I will continue to scatter beautiful memories to the winds of time. May they trickle through the clouds and find you standing there with the beautiful innocent ageless eyes of a child...
We stand alone under an evening sky watching the world spin around us. Look close and you will see the faces of lost souls. They still search for the gate. They dance in the winds of change as they pour through the sands of time. No one will seem to notice us standing here. They march on to the drums of a thousand fools. They refuse to dream. They turn away when I do not dance to the beat, whispering about me as if I couldn't hear. To them I am just a part of the scenery that remains unbroken. I am a challenge to the song that surrounds me. I refuse to be thrown away. So here I stand refusing to sing their song, watching as empty hearts walk in sadness. They search for something that is missing in their lives. I have stood here for thousands of years, a symbol of the invisible child. My heart beat remains strong throughout eternity. I am still amazed at the beauty that surrounds me every day. You will never see sorrow in these blue eyes. I will continue to scatter beautiful memories to the winds of time. May they trickle through the clouds and find you standing there with the beautiful innocent ageless eyes of a child...
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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..They were truly beautiful
in all of their decadence.
And they were scorned for their courage,
Mocked for their visions.
They closed their eyes and beheld wonders.
Past and present, and yet to come,
the ebb and flow of time did not exist.
Beauty and everlasting youth,
washed over their bodies,
as sea over shore.
As surely as they wished,
they wouldn't see anymore pain.
You close your eyes to sleep.
They, the select few,
They close their eyes to allow their souls to fly!
The Angels eyes are always watching God
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..Some say the world will end in fire.
Some say in ice the heart will break.
I hold with those who fight the fire.
For I have seen enough of hate.
I melt the ice...
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..Saundra
Her eyes were deep dark pools with a hint of sorrow even as a child. They followed me, always. These little eyes learned from me, looked up to me. Eyes so different from mine, always calling out my name. A little shadow that seemed to notice everything in such detail. Mark David Breakiron took her from me.
He closed those eyes forever. I will never see them again.
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In a dream of distant time.
There is a land that's free from crime.
The strong, the brave, may enter here.
Thousands of hearts they show no fear.
Head this warning, stay outside.
All evil doers far and wide.
The bravest soldier, the strongest knight,
will never quill this awesome might.
For in the kingdom lives a legend.
She gaurds the gate,that leads to heaven.
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..If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch.
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you.
If all men count with you, but none too much.
If you can fill the unforgiving minute,
with sixty seconds' worth of distance run.
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it.
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
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..Great Dreams, some of us let these dreams die but others nourish and protect them.
They are a light which comes always to those great men who are dreamers.
Those who sincerely hope that their dreams will come true.
Be the light in the darkness...
Follow me
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..Old tires labeled useless,
Transformed into beautiful planters
Bringing life to a place haunted by death
Transforming a city overcome with despair,
Into a garden of hope,
Hearts grown cold by prejudice,
injustice, discrimination
And lack of compassion
Now hearts are so alive
That they call out to others
To march to their beat
Of Love, Hope,and Acceptance
This be a wonderful dream called peace
I Am Peace
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"Parare viam Domino pacis" (Prepare the way for the Lord of Peace).
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..Tonight the rain is turning into ice. I am cold. I stand here alone at the gate waiting for you. I can feel your soul because it is so warm, it heats from the inside out like coals to a fire. I am the wind beautiful, strong, gently pushing you through time. Tonight I need your protection from one of life's many chills. Please keep me from feeling the cold. Keep me safe from the cruel demons of life. Tonight you will leave the hardships of your world. You will gently float away and find me here in your dream.....
I am waiting to wrap myself in a blanket of you.
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..I hold a glittering pen. My pen weaves fantastic stories. It is more magical than a wand, for it builds hope in the sky where pure hearts have ascended. It paints a story of unwavering strength. May this pen cast a deep warmth like the sun, instilling love in the core of man. This magic will draw you to a world fairer than wonderland. Let me light your dreams with a world created by my imagination. Fore there is magic in my hands, and I wish to touch your heart...
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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..To our soldiers save for them a place inside of you and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go. Be not ashamed to love them. Take what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own. And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes that were left behind...
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..The most beautiful thing on earth
is our heart's gratitude to the Supreme,
to the divinity in humanity,
to God...
Angel Feathers Tickle Me
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..Better than a thousand hollow words, is one word that brings peace.
Better than a thousand hollow verses, is one verse that brings peace.
Better than a hundred hollow lines, is one line of the law, bringing peace.
It is better to conquer yourself, than to win a thousand battles.
Fore it is then that the victory is yours!
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There are two kinds of dreams. One is a dream that is always going to be just that: A dream. Then there is the dream that is more, for it is a map that you follow everyday, knowing that someday you will be standing on the top of the mountain. You will stand there alone holding everything you have ever dreamed about in your hands...
What will you do with it?
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Comments
Dec 18 2009 6:06 AM
baisers xoxoxo....
Tajan
Dec 18 2009 5:35 AM
Treasure This Moment
.....Time waits for no one.
Treasure every moment you
have. Find happiness wherever
it might be, and hold it in you
as long as you can. You will
treasure it even more when you
can share it with someone
special. Special enough to
have your time. Treasure each
moment as it comes, for it
shall never come again. Each
moments happens only once.
For life is merely a series of
moments. Be thankful for
the good you are given.....
Have a great weekend, and
cherish everymoment of it.
Love the moment and the
energy of that moment will
spread beyond all boundaries
into blissful, peaceful
happiness.....
Always with infinite love,
~*~JohnnyV.~*~
Dec 18 2009 5:34 AM
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HOPE YA’LL ENJOY THE BLUES AS I DO….ALWAYS IN MY HEART DEAR FRIENDS VICKI
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*May the Goddess be with you...!!!!
Dec 18 2009 5:33 AM
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.......Wishing you a special Monday my friend! & Have a wonderfilled week~ahead.......
Much love & light,
~*JohnnyV.*~
Dec 18 2009 5:33 AM
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AIN’T NO SUNSHINE ALWAYS LOVE BLUES ALWAYS HAVE YA’LL IN MY HEART YOUR HIPPIE VICKI
Dec 18 2009 5:32 AM
Dec 18 2009 5:32 AM
.......Tears flow down my face with
gratitude For all the love that was
given to me.
Without you in my life each day
I could never feel this free.......
Wishing you a loveliest wednesday
my dearest friend.....
Light & Love
=JohnnyV.=
Dec 18 2009 5:31 AM
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......Enjoy every moment,
feeling yourself so blessed
for being alive. Don't
forget to smile and say
" I love you " many times
and feel the love!!......
......In your hands is the
opportunity to be happy!
May peace prevail and
trust that everything in your
life is a gift that you
must treasure and enjoy......
.....Wishing you a wonderful
weekend filled with sunshine
of love, rainbows of
happiness and winds of
joy........
Blessings & Love
=JohnnyV.=
Dec 18 2009 5:31 AM
"Close your eyes and imagine a beautiful sunset. Now, add to the scene a wheel dear friends, food and drink abundant, and to cap it all, the delicious feeling that the concerns are thousands of miles away. This is how the orange makes us always feel when gives the air of grace, whether in landscape, in a piece of clothing, in the food, or in the decoration of the house.
'Unlike red, which is too hot and can even cause people to be inflamed, orange is more balanced and fun, as it mixes the joy of the yellow and the explosion of red’ . "
(Patricia Douat Garcia)Much energy in your weekend, my dear!
Claudia.
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......A thankful heart is not
only the greatest virtue,
but the parent of all the
other virtues......
Wishing you & yours
a Happy Thanksgiving
filled with much love
and many blessings!!!
=JohnnyV.=
Dec 18 2009 5:29 AM
XoX