Tuesday
Listening To The Earth
Today is another day for breathing. I heard not long ago that if you just remember the fact that you are breathing one is supposed to feel really happy to be alive no matter the circumstance. I was told today by a close friend that if anything I should remember that everything I think is telling my blood cells what to do in my body. That every thought I had really counteracts with what is really happening on the outside of my body too. Hmph. Go figure. I am Light. I am Light. I am Light.
So this means that to really have a new brain I can say that if I die before I die, I will really have the life I want. What is it that I want? This morning I closed my eyes trying to picture it clearly. What it is that I want to be or even be like. I thought of singers, actors, dancers, and even acrobats in the olympics such as Nadia Comanichi.
I just got back from listening to the earth outside. I heard more of those damn voices. It was different today. I woke up and life doesnt seem the way it used to be. I figured out that I have a new brain. A new brain. What a concept. I am Light. I am Light. I am Light.
Saturday
Chapter One GOD! Live To Die or Die To Live?
Danja The Angel
Chapter One
Live To Die or Die To Live ?
As eternity ventures on it is in time as we know it that something has got to give in environments such as mine. Is life always like this? There must be something else! My parents aren’t the types that enjoy each other. I know it sounds depressing but that’s just the way it is. Ive seen alot in my15 years of existance. More than you would think. So being almost sixteen and living in hell everyday shows that Im grown up enough to wonder should I stay or should I go? Yeah, that’s right…. You heard it… should I live or should I die? What IS the point of life anyway? Hell Im only 16, (well almost). What should I know? So Im a little pessimistic about life and suicide is a serious thing to think about. If I weren’t so discerning than atleast Im serious enough to give it some thought. The good and the bad. The black and white. The positive and negative. Do you catch my drift?
I guess I should introduce my details now that Ive shared some profound thoughts with you so soon. Lickety split. Get to the point. My name is Danja and I’m 15 going on 16. I’m a dream girl. Well, a girl that likes to dream. If I didn’t dream Id probably internally combust or explode or something. I can guarantee that would be a disgrace nobody wants to see. Not even ME! In any case, I live in various places so Id have to tell you I don’t really know what my address is. I move around a lot. Im always the “new girl” at every school I go to. I like to dress up and take photos of myself just so Id have some company to hang with. No I’m not Schizophrenic, mind you! But I am a picture girl. Don’t ask me why!
Damn parents. Why are they always fighting? Makes ME want to fight. I don’t wanna be here anymore. GOD where do I find peace? I don’t like people. People don’t like me. Shouldn’t there still be peace somewhere? Kids at school think Im a freak. That’s me, the freak. Should I live to die or die to live? And whats up with the new voices in my head? Ive never heard them like this before. Doesn’t everybody hear voices? I can’t take it anymore!
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