I missed blogging. I missed everything. I missed a lot of things. I missed miss lucy and miss candy! Oh darn. I haven’t been blogging for such a long time now. Anyway, I’m back in the world of blogging again! It has been a while since I lasted posted in this crazy sh!t blog.
Right now, I’m familiarizing myself in using WordPress 3.4.1. I haven’t been posting using WordPress for a very very long time. The latest version of WordPress that I’ve used is very 2.0. A lot of things have changed. A lot of everything have changed. But me, I’m still the same old me. I haven’t changed a thing.
I come to you, oh god, in the stillness of my heart
I need your healing and your voice in the stillness of my heart
Speak to me and show me who you are
rescue me with your unfailing love and mercy
speak to me and show me who you are
Hold me tightly in your arms and never let me go
I hear you calling out my name in the stillness of my heart
your grace is given me again, now I open my heart
I remember singing praises to your name every day with all my might
How I long to sing to you again
[very melodious song]
“He’s my brother,” mentioned David as Li-An walked away.
She had earlier braved the desert sun to pick up debris scattered from the crash. What she found was a man sitting on his baggage, staring blankly at the horizon, with both hands clasped onto a frame.
Li-An felt an understanding of his grievance and offered consolation. She referred to him as revealed by the tag he wore – David – and asked who it was on the picture. When David wouldn’t respond, Li-An bid to tell her own plight – of how only fourteen of the twenty souls left on the plane had already woken, of how they had been figuring out a way to survive in case help doesn’t arrive, and of how she volunteered to find what else was there to save out the wilderness in search of her mother.
“We are not so different, David. Maybe we should keep each other company,” Li-An commented.
David turned and smiled warmly at Li-An’s remark but was quick to note that it’d already been the third day since the crash happened.
Oh Li-An would’ve been surprised to learn than David had seen how her mother was swept when the plane tore but they’re conversation was halted by a loud, agonizing shriek from beyond.
The sky glimmered with a blizzard of meteors and the kingdom stood up in awe.
South of the Adres, the dark queen Anne pushed her prophets to foretell a rain of wrath coming upon her kingdom. In the east, the escaped Princess Yehr finds an unconscious man on the edge of her cliffside shanty. Up north, in the forests of the Strallis, the Lycan king calls upon his minions to journey west and find this omen.
But where the townsfolk continue to question the heavens and its foreshadowing, the witch Dirah lay but a day far from fulfilling a five hundred year prophecy. Giddy, she’s already delighted by the scent of a rare delicacy – Humans.
A rampage of thoughts run through my head
Suggesting the blade be its answer.
To glide upon the exhales of my heart
and hear the echoes of the whirling breeze.
My palms are lined with the prisons of my being
deceitfully taunting me to ride these devils.
But I will not run into this escapist game.
I refuse to be part of a deranged statistic.