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Name: Caelin
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 7/31/1983
Gender: Male
Interests: I am interested in peace, unity and love. I have never truely felt these things but this is what I am searching for.
Expertise: I am an expert at being me, I am a wandering traveler.
Occupation: Military
Industry: Computers (Hardware)
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
10/17/2005
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| For most of my life I feel as if somebody else was at the helm of my mind, I look back at most of my memories of the past few hundred years and wonder what I was thinking. I would not have done the things I had if I had been of sound mind. But I am sure that it all seemed very logical at the time, for I don't submit to peer pressure very easily. What bothers me is what if I may have a relaps, what if for whatever reason I happen to go back under this spell that controlled me for so long? Will I beable to break free again? Will I notice? How do I know that this is not something I am not? What is reallity anyway?
Beyond that door I believe there is the hallway that leads to the rest of this old house, but I don't know for sure... it could change, it could be that that door is no longer the physical door it was and now is the doorway to hell that I fear it will become, I open that door to find some twisted world, where evil spirits wait to rip me to shreads while engorging themselves upon my immortal soul. Kind of morbid thought... sort of.
Just one month now and my fate will catch up with me, but I don't really know that that month will pass, I could die right now, by the hands of my own or the hands of another. I never shall know when the darkend curtin shall fall upon my life. All I can do is live without regret for when it does that moment of death shall reach on forever. And there I shall be just me and my memories watching the deeds I have domained upon and sooner or later when my consciousness relises that I am dead I will be deep within the boossum of the goddess and her infinate wisedom, just to find myself reborn in another shell, another body of human decent, my own blood. Then as my life is made anew somewhere along the lines we chose to forget everything before... nobody can ever make you do anything except for yourself. with this logic it is not the fact we are forced to forget the infinite wisdom of the universe but within that wisdom we find it best to forget about the past. Maybe it is actually the truth we are forgetting... we never truely forget, we just think we have forgotten... all of the answers of the universal questions are locked deep within your body. | | |
| Today when I awoke to my life I desided to head out. I wanted to see a movie, I had to found the paper to look for the page in the back. As my fingure found the theatre in the mall I quickly could read all of my selections. Most of the movies I have rather seen or had no interest ... then half way down the list I saw the movie that I have waited for to come to the cheap theatre for what seems like eons. RENT.
There, my day was set. I aligned my clothes and created a playlist. As my cd was burning, I was deep in the shower cleansing myself. I adorned my clothes and arranged my accessories ... Took up the cd and headed out the door.
The road was quite long and the day was quite hot, but deep in my heart I sure of my trec. I walked all that way I was sure I would make it. As my songs played through and the last one played I could see the mall within my sight.
I danced into the theatre and ask for my ticket as I walked in the audatorium I had seen that the first trailor had already started... SHHHH!!!!!..... I had never seen this movie before so the whole thing was a shock. I felt like Mark in wanting to document the world, I empathised with Roger who wrote his songs with the passion of his heart, I wanted to be Angel with her bright passion, I felt strong like Tom Collins (when the world hits me down I just pic myself up and continue in my line).
This movie was so beautiful I have felt renewed just seeing this movie.
On my walk home I relised my dreams. I want to create a video game that covers the travels of my soul. I have seen many stories deep in my mind. I have traveled from spactial regions before man was, through the ancient kingdoms of Earth and neighboring Planets. I would include the psychic connection I share with a seer from beyond the stars I would tell about how I feel my soul is stranded here on a planet where the magic is dead because the humans took over. When the elves left planet they took the magic of this realm with them, only me and several like me (their children) remain. The game would end the story deep within the realm of the future when the end finally closes in. As the Sun of our system explodes the people of our planet earth are still at war with each other ... the flames pass over and distroy everything left. Even if anything living did survive the planet's surface would become cold and baren. As the flames that cleansed the earth passed outward it would carry everything that we are with it. Sending our energy and souls with it, we will finally be free. Life will form again on a planet far away where the elves have colonised, I just hope they learned from this expironment with humans. | | |
| Have you ever had a dream so real you thought you were awake. Well what if the you that you expironced in this dream was not the you that you see when you awake? And the things that occur in this dream are so impossible but you still see them as if they were real in your world?
For a long time I dreamed about a goddess or maybe a demon. I discribed her to a tee- what she wore, what she looked like, her personality and everything. I have been reading mythology receintly and found out that there are a lot of simularities between ancient myths and my dreams, but I never read these myths before now...
What does this mean? | | |
| I am in the process of changing around my xanga, I will no longer be posting any pornographic matterial. I may be gay, and I do love men, but that does not mean I have to risk my freedoms to serve your greedy minds. So if you do not wish to belong to this xanga please unsubscribe now, I will not be insulted... I know how shallow most men are. | | |
| Long live the Rainbow Tribe, and the Rainbow people that make it up. May the world take heed to Rainbow Warriors for it is they that bring the light to the world.
To see what I speak about go to the website: www.welcomehome.org | | |
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