Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Fax Cover Confidentiality

Discover Perfection

I'm sitting at one of the outdoor tables of my favorite coffee.
On the shelf: an empty cup, a notebook, my pen.
Seeking Inspiration, which has betrayed me, with funds in a very bad latte.
Until they arrive.
are two.
are Ying and Yang. Both
is a dark, what the other is clear.
The elegant sound of a violin. What
wild of a drum.
I am a complementary harmony.
They have their orders in hand, sit where they can observe me without notice. Li
study a little.
And I feel the inspiration, inconstant lover, come back to wrap.
I start to write casting without even thinking about grammar and spelling.
I look to draw on my new muse and I note that the two are preparing to leave.
repress a " No! "which confirms my eccentricity (I am a regular customer), and raise doubts about my sanity.
A voice, however, whispers in my ear: Follow! Follow!
follow them, however, handed me the unsettling embrace the madness.
not ever find the right words, the exact shades to describe such a whole.
Such is the impression they give, are the Whole.
The One who's jealous of us have stolen.

Dark Rhapsody

Friday, April 25, 2008

Foot Stretcher Homemade

mad world - anger or sorrow 2

autodeprimendo I am (but you write all attacked
?)... I searched for a new story, a sad and distressing story, where a suicide ...
How on earth can jump in head-to someone to take her life?
Why would my character no longer has power?
So. .. I know you're thinking, your pg on your description, but it is not.
not work at all so, I suggest you read Unamuno's Niebla, will open a new universe ...
also a new conception of God ..
Now I leave you.

Dark Rhapsody

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Ice Skates Hurt My Arches



I'm writing a new story ... and there is this metaphor that makes a bit 'screeching ... and yet ...

" A stone thrown in a pond, create a small tsunami. At the point of impact, raise the water, concentric waves ripple the surface, spreading until it run out, and when calm has returned, everything will look the same as before, but the stone will stay forever on the bottom of the pond. "

Sounds bad ... Poor me!

Dark Rhapsody

Tuesday, April 1, 2008

How To Sing Like Dahvie Vanity

Layout

'm kind of a whore of layout ...
that's how I feel ...
This chart, however, is so pretty ...
do not understand how one can remain always with the same look ...
I feel a bit 'of envy ... Me
poor wretch!

Dark Rhapsody