I want to live
Where no one has lived
I want to walk
where no one has walked
I want to speak words
 that has never been breathed
I want to laugh
where there's no laughing
I want my eyes to cry
where tears have never fallen
I want to fight
where no one has faught
I want to search
where no one has sought
I want all impossible
to be possible
I want all the world
that has never been reached

I found this in a book of my grandmother and the inspiration for most of what i believe in. I never fully understood the meaning behind it until recently when i was at a job interview. I thought i would pass it on incase anyone else out there can use some words of wisdom.

Hello everyone,

It's been a while since i wrote in here. Allot of the reason is something been on my mind for a while.  To start i would like everyone to go to these pages:

http://www.defenders.org/
http://action.defenders.org/site/PageServer?pagename=savewolves_homepage

As many of you know, or don't know about me, i'm a big supporter of saving animals over people. After reading these two web sites i had to take a deep look at myself and where i am in the big wheel of life, death and rebirth.

Well back to what's been going on. For the last two months i've been haunted by dreams that are all about the same thing. Me standing at a crossroads again in life. Only this time the path i take will lead to someone getting hurt by me. I don't want to go into much more on what i'm talking about, just that i've had allot on my mind and am trying to decied which path to take.

And for those who know me well enough. No i can not do my normal and walk down the middle of the two paths so that i'm walking them both at the same time. this time i'm being forced to choose between my two options. Oh well, such is life of me.

 Just wanted to let everyone know i'm still alive, and want you all to go to those links, sign up and help save our brothers and sisters in little fur and feather coat's.

 

 

 

so while i talk to a friend, and can't sleep. i do more personality quizes. here's the results and maybe my comments:

OH you have to be joking...... me... a fairy????? *bust's up laughing*

You scored as Faerie. Faerie: Aren't you a cute little flying person? Faeries are earth spirits. They live among each element completely hidden. They have cousins called Pixies. Pixies however, are very mischevious. They enjoy tormenting other creatures for fun. Little pranksters.. I hope you never meet one. Pixies have a bad reputation for finding a creature and clinging to them until death. Faeries can be somewhat close to a Pixie, but mostly they are loving, playful, and carry with them a child-like enthusiasm for life. Hide among the pedals of a Daisy, you are a Faerie. Faerie 84% WereWolf 75% Angel 67% Demon 33% Mermaid 25% Dragon 8% What Mythological Creature are you? (Cool Pics!) created with QuizFarm.com

 

Here we have the irony of the day. I am the one thing i don't keep.... oh well atleast it's a book that i can write in....

You scored as The Book of Shadows. This is the book where all rituals, spells and magickal recipes are written before use. Traditionally bound and covered in either leather or other animal skin. The Book of Shadows 92% The Wand 67% The Pentacle 58% An Athame 42% The Besom 42% The Scourge 33% The Candle 33% The Censor 25% The Chalice 17% Which pagan altar tool best suits you? created with QuizFarm.com

 

woo hoo one that hit home for me.

You scored as Autumn. Autumn. A picture of trees with bright yellow and orange leaves on a clear, fall day. Overlaid on the picture is the following poem: Autumn Rhapsody by Berkely Breathed Yonder wither summer sun, O'er aspen trees grown dark But when Autumn cometh, it makes me runneth, To scratch my back on bark. Whence September dusk grows crisper still With leaves all crimson conquered, I yearn to shout and dance about And stick pickles in my honker. Autumn 72% Winter 60% Summer 57% Spring 52% Which Pagan Season are you? created with QuizFarm.com

 

Actualy no i'm not, and damn anyone to Hel's hall for saying i am...

You scored as Simply Pagan. You cannot choose a single Pagan path, you choose to follow all as your heart desires. Simply Pagan 81% Celtic Traditions 63% Religo Romana 63% Minoan 56% Slavic 50% Vudou 50% Wiccan 44% Druid 38% Kemetic 38% Hellenistic 13% What type of Pagan are you? created with QuizFarm.com

Your Life Path Number is 6

Your purpose in life is to help others You are very compassionate, and you offer comfort to those around you. It pains you to see other people hurting, and you do all in your power to help them. You take on responsibility, and don't mind personal sacrifice. You are the ultimate giver. In love, you offer warmth and protection to your partner. You often give too much of yourself, and you rarely put your own needs first. Emotions tend to rule your decisions too much, especially when it comes to love. And while taking care of people is great, make sure to give them room to grow on their own.

On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old Pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence.

One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.

"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy.

Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to
investigate. Sure enough, he heard,"One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me."

He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off.

Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.

"Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard!

 

Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls."

The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk."

When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.

Standing by the fence they heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you one for me..."

The old man whispered, "Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth.

Let's see if we can see the Lord."

Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.

At last they heard, "One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done."

They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the kid on the bike!