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Sandcastle Kingdom
By Scarrzz
From My Journal 9/18/2008
Here I sit at the edge of the vast ocean. The water is grey-green and unsettled
to match the low and blowing dark-grey clouds which hide the sun.
Two little seabirds scurry along looking for food, but always staying close
to one another. They know.
They Know it is not good to be alone.
I have known this since I was just a boy - sitting alone on a beach and
looking to the future, so lonely, yet so full of hope.
To share that Unity of Spirit is the only thing I have ever truly desired
from the core of my being. To play in the waves, and love, and live. Giving
and receiving, mutual desire and acceptance, sharing the peace and the
excitement and the everyday wonders of unity... these are the things that
make life full.
The sun peeks out for a moment. It could be a beautiful day. Oddly enough,
there is a marriage party a couple of hundred yards from here.
I hope they take every opportunity to give, and to take delight in the
giving of themselves to each other.
My life is not worthless, but neither is it complete. I am neither great
not vile. I am just a man that has given am imperfect but loving heart
away only to discover that either it wasn't enough, or it was too much.
Once fast, once slowly, once fast. Over half of my life has gone in these
three beats of my heart.
Here I sit, alone, listening to the wind and the waves.
I still wish for that soul-mate to join me. Together, we would turn even
the grey skies into a shrouded palace and sand into a castle.
That kingdom would be my fairytale.
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© 2008 Scarrzz
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A former member wrote:
Am new to the whole comment thing... Wanted to say that this was so close to how I feel that it was haunting. It baffles me how you can feel so strongly that someone is your soul mate while they have already ancountered theirs. Makes me wonder if God just has a sick sense of humor and is messing with us like some evil match.com. Really have loved everything that I have read of yours so far.
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A former member wrote:
ah such sweet romantic thoughts perhaps a tad melodramatic... but profoundly so. this almost makes me want to believe in soul-mates. Ya know, being the thoughtful one that you are, you might be interested, or might already be familiar with, a myth of the origin of love, considered as a desire purported to come from Aristophanes, but may trace beyond. The hermaphrodite is strongly associated with the myth; perhaps being the concepts place of origin, even. Have you heard of such things? The idea of completing oneself by finding one's 'other half' is very similar to the notion of a soul-mate, I think, where there is only one per person, and there is some unique and destined connection. Interesting stuff. But in the myth, there were homosexual 'other halves'... do you think soul-mates exist for homosexuals, too?
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On Friday, October 10, 2008, Mylissa
(825)
wrote:
So amazing!
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On Wednesday, October 8, 2008, Scarrzz
(235) wrote:
My lungs ache immeasurably, and my heart strains for any ounce of hope, but there is nothing to breathe. To me, true, unconditional love is something that cannot be released. That just isn't the way I am made. I wish my history were different, but I wouldn't change myself, just a few of my choices. . . . LOVE is more important than air.
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On Wednesday, October 8, 2008, Scarrzz
(235) wrote:
Oh Dear God, It hurts. I need the breath of my soul-mate to revive me.
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A former member wrote:
*whispers a prayer for you.... let go of those rocks.... and let yourself surface*
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A former member wrote:
this is soft, like a whisper upon the lips, departing. sweet and sad melody of thoughts played as I read. sometimes, ...we are only happy as we allow ourselves to be. I know how dificult and painfull it is to be sitting on the ocean floor tied to the bag of rocks that pulled you under and drownded you in the first place.....if you never cut yourself free of them, you can never surface to feel the winds kiss your brow or the warmth of the sun upon your face like the hands of God are holding you.........
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On Wednesday, November 4, 2009, Scarrzz
(235) wrote:
I don't know how. I don't want to be free. I can't want to cut myself away from the true love that grew in my heart when I opened it. What is in me is beyond my own comprehension. I was accepted, even desired. I was wanted by one that I wanted, even for a moment. That was my price. I sold myself for one moment, but I wanted to give her a lifetime of love. I really would rather be dead than to live without love. I would live to give her all of me. I would kill or die to protect her. I am dying, just far too slowly and torturously for my taste.
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On Wednesday, November 4, 2009, Scarrzz
(235) wrote:
Sorry for rambling, very empty and broken right now.
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On Tuesday, September 30, 2008, Echoes of Orpheus
(357) wrote:
honored my work inspired a 3rd piece now... and all of them seemed to touch me. This was well written, the images and emotions were perfect for the piece. Glad I stopped to read it
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A former member wrote:
Excellent conclusion to an eloquently spoken, yet saddening piece.
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