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Saturday, 27 June 2009

  • i.n.s.u.b.s.t.a.n.t.i.a.l

    #1: Insubstantial

    The outline fades,
    black to gray;
    with edges blurred,
    and lines smudged.

    She stands alone
    in a room so full,
    as lies are told,
    and pain unfolds.

    Whispers slinking
    through the air,
    echoing louder
    through the wind.

    Windows shudder,
    shake and shatter,
    and she drifts away
    as if nothing matters.

    #2: this doesn't need a title, it's a lecture

    So, you're hanging
    on "by a thread",
    and at a loss about
    what comes next…
    so what?

    Are you just
    going to sit
    around feeling
    sorry for yourself?

    Right.
    Because that's the way
    to make things
    move, move, move.
    Shake, shake, shake.
    Break, break, break.

    If you want the Moon,
    you'll have to cut the string
    your own damn self.
    Stop backing out.

    Stop shifting blame.
    Stop wearing shame.
    Stop being lame.
    (oh my god.)

    Because if you don't
    make things move
    (move move)
    and shake
    (shake shake)
    or break
    (break break),
    then you're right.

    You'll never be free.
    and you'll only have
    yourself to blame.

    (no one can help
    you now, sweetheart.
    this is one road you'll
    have to walk yourself.)

    ~ Cassandra ~

    "Anyone Can.
    Not Everyone Will.

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

  • So...

    It's been awhile since I've updated this thing. Since the last time, I've passed my GED (yay!), gotten my diploma, and am now... I don't know, honestly. This has all been since Friday, so my mind is still processing everything. I do know that I need to work on driving and getting my license, and then getting a job. And maybe possibly looking into some college classes or something. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do that or not yet.

    And... that's about it. My life is rather boring when you don't have to deal with idiot sisters making idiotic decisions. But that's a whole other story.

    ~ Cassandra ~

    "Anyone Can.
    Not Everyone Will."

Saturday, 16 May 2009

  • A Question(able) Game [triple-re-run]

    ETA: 5/16/09: Triple-Rerun!
     
    ETA 5/5/08: Thanks to everyone who as answered this! I love asking questions (and my family gets so annoyed with me), so it's nice to get some answers from people with imagination. And I figured, since I asked ya'll to do it, I might as well add my answers as well. So scroll down, and you'll find them underneath each question.


    The Questions

        #1: Favorite color(s)?

    My answer: Jade green, burnt orange and silver.

        #2: Use three words to describe yourself without putting yourself down. Use a three word "sentence" to describe yourself without putting yourself down.

    My answer: Three words; unique (or quirky, but those are basically the same), observant, and incomplete... but in a good way. Three word sentence; An Open Book. (and to those who know me; don't be rolling your eyes. I am an open book... I'm just written in a language that not too many people know how to read.)

        #3: Favorite quote at the moment?

    My answer: "Sometimes it is so hard to try and find what it is I am trying to say. People might think you can turn creativity on and off, but it's not like that. It just kind of comes out; a mix-up of all these things you collect in your mind. You never know when it's going to happen, but when it does, it's magic. It's just that simple and it's just that hard." - Gwen Stefani and "Anyone Can. Not Everyone Will." - Me

        #4: If you could be anywhere in the world (or time) right now, where would you be?

    My answer: the Medieval Times... just for a visit, though.

        #5: If you could change anything, what would it be?

    My answer: I'd change the way people see "charity". There's a difference between throwing money at something, and actually trying to make a difference. (I could start in on this whole rant about celebrities and all, but I won't.)

        #6: Would you give up your voice if it meant that you'd have the ability to express exactly what you want with written words?

    My answer: No, I wouldn't. Because (not to sound cocky or anything, but) I'm already pretty good with words. Losing my voice would be a waste of something that makes me who I am. (I do think people would end up missing my annoying rants... though they'd never admit it.)

        #7: If you could *be* any element, what would you be?

    My answer: Fire. I'd want to leave a mark, but still have a safe, comfortable, warm side. (and, yes, the pun is intended.)

        #8: What character trait do you want to be that you are not?

    My answer: I want to be a little more centered. More aggressive. Less there, more here... if that makes sense.

        #9: Five things on your desk right now.

    My answer: A bottle of Febreze, my bottle of water, my inhaler, my TV remote and my     DVD remote.
       
    #10: Would you rather be trapped in an indestructible black and white photo forever, or relive the same day for the rest of your life?

    My answer: The indestructible photo... I want to last. And even if the photo gets lost, eventually someone is going to find it again... and that's what I want.  I want to be passed on. I want to be remembered.

        #11: What would you want people to remember you as?

    My answer: Inspiring.

        #12: Would you rather hold a moonbeam, or a sunray?

    My answer: A moonbeam.

        #13: White or black?

    My answer: Black on white.

        #14: What *fiction* character (book, movie, tv, ect) would you want to be?

    My answer: Sydney Bristow, from Alias. She's kick-ass.

        #15: If you saw true love would you know it?

    My answer: I'd like to think I would, but I doubt it. I haven't ever seen it before, so I wouldn't recognize it.

        #16: If you could drop yourself into any fiction world (moive, tv, book, ect) as an original character (not as yourself, and not someone who is already in the "world") what world and who would the character be?

    My answer: Lord of the Rings. As Azalea, a part mortal/part elf/part wizard, who is Gandalf's daughter (but they have a bad relationship, because her mother ended up fading because of her love her him, and he didn't show up until afterward), and Legolas's ex-lover (except he's mad at her, because she took off in the middle of the night without telling him, but what he doesn't know is that their fathers made her leave because Legolas has a destiny (to follow Aragorn) and if they stayed together and ended up being separated after they both fell in love with each other, they'd both end up fading. so she sacrificed herself to keep Legolas alive.) But, yeah, she ends up crashing the Fellowship before they get to Caradhras, before Moria. Whatever. I could go on, but I won't. (I know, I know. I might be slightly obsessed, and more then a little weird.)

        #17: Circle or square?

    My answer: Square.

        #18: Would it be cool to you to live in a house with secret rooms/passages?

    My answer: Yes, as long as it's not haunted. *shudders* ... although, if it is haunted, then I could call in the Brothers Winchester to help... *grins* Yes, it would be very, very cool then.

        #19: Okay, stupid question; if you could be *any* scented air freshener, what scent would you be?

    My answer: Pomegranate Lime.

        #20: Can falling be considered flying?

    My answer: I'd like to think so.

        #21: Are we dancing through life or marching?

    My answer: I'm dancing... except no one's taught me the steps, so I'm mostly tripping over my own feet. But I am dancing.

        #22: Have you ever danced in the rain?

    My answer: No, but I so intend to. ETA (5/25/08): I finally did. It was storming, and I could feel the electricity running through my veins, and I was soaked to the skin, laughing, dancing. It was incredible freeing. I'd do it again in a heartbeat... when I find the right storm.

        #23: You're at a fork in the road... both paths are overgrown... do you go left or right?

    My answer: Left.

        #24: Pick any number.

    My answer: 47

        #25: Have you ever screamed for no reason?

    My answer: No. I've wanted to, but have never been able to make myself do it. I shut down too quickly.

        #26: Do you think there are hidden dimensions that we don't know about?

    My answer: Again, I'd like to think so. Just because.

        #27: Travel... the number one place you want to go.

    My answer: Rio De Janeiro, and New York City.

        #28: If you could live anywhere where would it be?

    My answer: New York City, then Los Angeles, maybe Nashville Tennessee, to see the stars.

        #29: Would you rather be perfect and be like a million other things, or broken and unique?

    My answer: Broken and unique. I don't ever want to be a clone of something (someone) else.

        #30: Rivers or oceans?

    My answer: Rivers.

        #31: Ever seen two rainbows at the same time?

    My answer: Nope.

        #32: Have you ever stood under a waterfall? Would you if you had the chance?

    My answer: No, but I would if I had the chance.

        #33: If you could live on the moon, would you?

    My answer: No. It just seems to cold.

        #34: Have you ever snapped a picture of a stranger and then make up a story about them in your head?

    My answer: Sometimes. I've wondered who they are, what they've gone through... when the last time they smiled was.

        #35: Why is the sky blue?

    My answer: Because God let a child painted it.

        #36: What color would you paint the sky?

    My answer: I'd add a little more purple, but there's not much else I'd do to it.

        #37: What color are your wings?

    My answer: My wings are shaped like faerie wings. They're an iridescent gray at first glance, but they change as constantly as my thoughts and my moods, into every color you can imagine, and then some you can't.


    ~ Cassandra ~
    "Anyone Can.
    Not Everyone Will."

Thursday, 07 May 2009

  • Currently: A Fine Mess
    - Lift Me Up

    Being "green" and recycling my prose.

    Waiting

    Waiting is the hardest part, you know. You're waiting as patiently as you can, trying to keep your hands busy, so your mind has something to keep it from wondering, pondering, questioning. But then you lose focus for one split second, and you hear the nearly inaudible sound of the clock counting the minutes down. Inaudible to everyone else, but to you it's so fucking loud, and soon it's all you can think about. And as you sit and listen to the incessant tick tock of the clock, you can almost swear the seconds drag out into minutes and the minutes into hours and the hours into years. Time slows, drags its feet like some insolent child, and you just want to scream to drown out the sound. Scream in the hope that if you can't hear the sound, time will speed back up and your waiting will finally, mercifully end. And thinking it over now, waiting isn't the hardest part. It's what goes on inside your mind while you're waiting that's the hardest part. And again, there goes that mocking tick tock of the fucking clock. Waiting sucks.

    ~ Cassandra ~

    "Anyone Can.
    Not Everyone Will."

Tuesday, 05 May 2009

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