| Poem for Saturday |
[Jan. 17th, 2004|11:11 am] |
( How Can It Be I Am No Longer I )
It makes no difference who you are, I am your angel:
You are one of the few out there whose wings are
truly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, and
divine, you are one blessed with a certain
cosmic grace. You are unequalled in
peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of
Light your wings are massive and a soft white
or silver. Countless feathers grace them and
radiate the light within you for all the world
to see. You are a defender, protector, and
caretaker. Comforter of the weak and forgiver
of the wrong, chances are you are taken
advantage of once in awhile, maybe quite often.
But your innocence and wisdom sees the good in
everyone and so this mistreatment does not make
you colder. Merciful to the extreme, you will
try to help misguided souls find themselves and
peace. However not all Angelics allow
themselves to be gotten the better of - the
Seraphim for example will be driven to fighting
for the sake of Justice and protection of those
less powerful. Congratulations - and don't ever
change - the world needs more people like you.
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| Violating the Articles of War |
[Jan. 17th, 2004|01:50 pm] |
The further adventures of Jack and Stephen, the squirrels who live on the deck.
( One bright afternoon when there wasn't much to do... )</center>
Someone please remind me to tape InStyle: Celebrity Weddings at 10:00 p.m. on Monday night, please, because I am that much of a loser. But the squirrels have put me in a better mood. |
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