As she slid into her fifties, with grace I might add, she learned the art of hatred, pulling on the pain from a broken heart. She kept this pain alive, growing on the outskirts of her soul, like a cop...
She remembered something she overheard at a dinner party -- Everyone loses their mind at least once in this lifetime. Everyone.
Hidden by diaphanous clouds of mist and fog floating gracefully over vales of heather and flowing runnels, she began to dance.
Buried deep within each one of us lies a treasure. It is our mission in this lifetime to find this treasure, but its exact location is known only by the dragon that guards it.
She prayed to the gods of love and the gods of destruction, for they are one and the same.
Purpose creates a belief in a higher power, directing you toward your goal on the best path possible.
For a thought to manifest on the earth realm, a sacrifice must occur.
They kissed in the middle of the sidewalk, letting the crowds of people flow around them like water around an island.
Mother Earth allows us to live and to walk on her surface, not the other way around.
The wind went mute and the trees in the forest stood still. It was time for the last tale.
The evening pulsed with omens gentle to the eyes, and Valentina had a romantic crush on it all, like every good witch should.
There is a point where the universe can deliver you from the verge of regret. I know your love for me will take you there.
She looked at his face and saw a monk and a detective, both beautiful and bizarre.
Sometimes the presence of a happy moment, one that won't fade, is all the comfort we need.
I inhale and a zephyr enters my body. The earth tilts its axis, changing my view of the heavens. Two clouds appear in the shape of trumpets. They part and rays of sunlight burst in. The sunlight speak...
Because change creates opportunity, when we do it through purpose and awareness, we are working with the fates, and in turn they smile upon us.
You see, Dr. Sherrington,' the devil said, 'we are more alike than you think.' He got up again on all fours looking in the direction of the voice. It was time to face the devil.
Outside the store, beauty and mystery struggled to come together. Inside, they held hands, giggled to one another, and whispered secret messages.
Only the ocean kept the same rhythm. Crashing in and slowly pulling back out, it never lied, never changed. It tried to teach them a life of romantic consistency.
If the goal is what you want to achieve, then the purpose is why you want to achieve it. Without purpose, reaching your goal will have little or no meaning.
