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Because I was born and raised on the moon |
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My name is Aria Svetlana Markovitch and I was born and raised on the moon, but abandoned on earth in order to learn. |
| Yesterday, my sister and I traded beds-just for the night. While she can sleep in firm and soft beds, I can only sleep in soft ones, or medium firm ones with nice fluffy pillows. I'm a delicate flowers. Anyways, her bed was SO hard! I couldn't sleep at all....so I stared out at the moon for *counts* 4.5 hours....until I was so tired that I just...slumped backwards and fell asleep. So, minutes before I pass out I hear this voice...that sounds like...both night sounds and the children playing. And its laughing by my hear, and singing in this made up language-almost a childs language. And I try to pinpoint it. As I'm falling asleep, I see this image. A child...very beautiful child. Skin pale-almost giving off a light blue glow, with pink/purple in her cheeks. Scales all over her body...but she wasn't a mermaid... Small, weird wings on her back made of bubbles and glass. Hair boyish, close to her head, curled and spiked, and blonde/white. She wore trousers and a vest of silver and teal leaves,and her eyes....wow....such a neon green with some gold tossed in. Well....its then I realized that this was imagination personified. Yes. Weeks ago I made 4 muses. Each one to represent a different thing. The one I saw, her name is Emiko Brisa. My pure and childish imagination--my ability to paint with words. That is her. She is incharge of my daydreams, and I love her very Much. Later on, I will discuss my other muses.... |
| To blog, or not to blog? That is the question. Blogs, I guess, are there to express your feelings and share them with the world! Or to talk about random things...like me! To be honest, I am a very private person. There are some things I even flat out refused to discuss with family, and even to myself. Even when completely alone, and when I'd only be talking in my mind. I express my feelings through my writings--however, don't be fooled. Some stories are just stories....others hold various truths...heh but even I sometimes can't tell which is which. I blog when bored, I blog when there is something on my mind, I blog about weird, non sequiter things that have people thinking I'm tripping on drugs. I have this cool new story idea actually....still rough.... Have a super day! |
| How beautiful the sky is? How the clouds form AMAZING shapes, and how awesome the stars look? how breathtaking the sky is when there aren't any lamp post around? How the moon glows silver and blue, and the stars twinkle merrily in you're ears, singing of legends and myths no longer told? |
| Can you believe this made me tear up? My last show ever.... http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7844169555798846040&q=Century+High+Scho... |
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