Here are the stories
long-locked in my head..
Thirst
They stood in front of one another and kept staring at each other for a long moment. He was absolutely enchanted by the beauty of her sparkling eyes as she could never take her eyes away from that gaze… That look of his eyes would always and at any time make her fall apart and want him to take absolute control over her shattered soul. He had drawn nearer in an instance with an astonishing smile on his lips. Her instant reaction would never change at these circumstances. She couldn’t help but smile back at him with the sweetest smile. His neck was on the level of her eyes, and she could see the rushing pulse of his heart beating pushing his heated blood in one of his neck veins. He got closer to her, lowering his down to her level, and his smiling lips came to contact with her cheek with the softest kiss. Gently, his hands held her shoulders and moved upwards to the back of her neck. His kissed moved slowly to reach her partially open lips, while the tips of his fingers were moving her head a bit upwards to meet his lips. As his kisses turned more passionate by the second, her increasing need for him moved her hands around his neck and held him closer. In consequence, he pushed her against the wall, putting more pressure on her feelings with his kisses.
One of his arms was wrapped around waist and the other was leaning her head further backwards uncovering her tempting neck. He started kissing her behind her ear, and moving slowly down to her throat. Feeling his warm breath on her neck, her pleasure grew higher, gradually. His embrace tightened, its strength pushed out an excited breath out of her lungs. He smelled nothing but the beautiful smell of her hair and skin. His lips had strongly captured her fast pulse as her blood rushed through her veins. Imagining its wonderful taste, his desire tremendously increased growing more and more intense. He repeatedly, passionately kissed that part attaching her neck to her shoulders. His hands on her shoulders, he pinned her back against the wall. Her reactions to his moves made him happier and more willing to what he was about to do. Her body shivered in expectation. He licked that particular part of her neck a couple of times. Then he gladly lowered his fangs longer to reach her skin and sink into her tender flesh. Her over-whelming blood ran down inside him putting out that firing thirst.
The slow moan that came out of her throat stopped him from drinking all of her. He had mistaken that moan. It was one of wondrous happiness for becoming a true part of him as she had long wished. He held up in his arms preventing her from falling on the ground. He carried her to the wide bed and gently laid her down. He looked at her face with a tender smile on his lips… A smile of warm happiness and fulfilled love. He gave her a peck on her forehead and laid next to her… Holding her in his arms, he slept a long resting sleep for the first time in long years.
11:04 AM
They stood in front of one another and kept staring at each other for a long moment. He was absolutely enchanted by the beauty of her sparkling eyes as she could never take her eyes away from that gaze… That look of his eyes would always and at any time make her fall apart and want him to take absolute control over her shattered soul. He had drawn nearer in an instance with an astonishing smile on his lips. Her instant reaction would never change at these circumstances. She couldn’t help but smile back at him with the sweetest smile. His neck was on the level of her eyes, and she could see the rushing pulse of his heart beating pushing his heated blood in one of his neck veins. He got closer to her, lowering his down to her level, and his smiling lips came to contact with her cheek with the softest kiss. Gently, his hands held her shoulders and moved upwards to the back of her neck. His kissed moved slowly to reach her partially open lips, while the tips of his fingers were moving her head a bit upwards to meet his lips. As his kisses turned more passionate by the second, her increasing need for him moved her hands around his neck and held him closer. In consequence, he pushed her against the wall, putting more pressure on her feelings with his kisses.
One of his arms was wrapped around waist and the other was leaning her head further backwards uncovering her tempting neck. He started kissing her behind her ear, and moving slowly down to her throat. Feeling his warm breath on her neck, her pleasure grew higher, gradually. His embrace tightened, its strength pushed out an excited breath out of her lungs. He smelled nothing but the beautiful smell of her hair and skin. His lips had strongly captured her fast pulse as her blood rushed through her veins. Imagining its wonderful taste, his desire tremendously increased growing more and more intense. He repeatedly, passionately kissed that part attaching her neck to her shoulders. His hands on her shoulders, he pinned her back against the wall. Her reactions to his moves made him happier and more willing to what he was about to do. Her body shivered in expectation. He licked that particular part of her neck a couple of times. Then he gladly lowered his fangs longer to reach her skin and sink into her tender flesh. Her over-whelming blood ran down inside him putting out that firing thirst.
The slow moan that came out of her throat stopped him from drinking all of her. He had mistaken that moan. It was one of wondrous happiness for becoming a true part of him as she had long wished. He held up in his arms preventing her from falling on the ground. He carried her to the wide bed and gently laid her down. He looked at her face with a tender smile on his lips… A smile of warm happiness and fulfilled love. He gave her a peck on her forehead and laid next to her… Holding her in his arms, he slept a long resting sleep for the first time in long years.
11:04 AM
Unknown
The sun was bright and warm on that spring afternoon. Cool breezes swayed the long green wild grass in the fields she stood on. She put down her heavy luggage. Her mood was still pleasant, for the lovely surrounding comforted her concerns. The evening approached as she dreamt of the future awaiting her and her beloved. She absent-mindedly sat there on the soft grass, unaware of the rapidly changing weather, until she felt the first drop of rain on her cheek. It took her out of her daydreams in a most disturbing nature. She was shocked to find the sky crowded with dark, warning clouds. Only then she discovered his annoying absence. He should have been there a long time ago. The time they had agreed to meet upon had long passed. She ran quickly, her bags at hand, to take shelter under a large sycamore tree, hoping that he would notice her from the red coat she was wearing. Associated with shrieks of thunder and wild wind, the heavy rain seemed to become stronger with every passing minute.
"This is my punishment," she thought, "for trying to elope." The lightening stroke several areas of the meadows and finally hit the huge tree she hid under. She became absolutely frightened, fearing she would be struck by lightening, so she ran towards the road. She kept praying to God at those threatening moments to send her someone... Anyone to find her! Her efforts nearly faded against the massive strength of the wind which carried the rain drops like bullets shot against her. The ground beneath her feet was muddy and swamped and caused her to slip so many times. She fell on her knees once she reached the road. Wet... Shivering... Dizzy... Feverish... She fainted.
Sounds of horse hoofs, men and women's fading voices, crackles of burning wood, the scent of burned herbs, and warmth all came to her as in a hazy dream... A young man's vivid face asked her, "Who are you?" Insistently she searched her mind... then said, "I don't know."
Thursday, August 8, 2013
In
the moment of fury, fired up by the intensity of the situation, all she wanted
to do was throw herself out of the car and howl painfully in the middle of the
road, without a moment’s thought of the passing vehicles or the staring
strangers. She simply wanted to let out all of those built up disappointments,
mishaps, misunderstandings, all the cuts and bruises. She felt all that pain
deep within her soul it scarred her. She became unable to laugh, unable to cry,
unable to even really and earnestly care for anything. Everything became
temporary to her; happiness, sadness, peacefulness, joyfulness, or even
thoughtfulness. She became unable to fully live any period of her passing life
for the mere reason that she always thought that it will not last. She became
the dullest person she least expected herself to be. Hatred became her only
companion, for none of the other forms of emotions could so determinedly reside
within her mind. She simply hated herself most of all for becoming the person
she is now.
A Credit to Me
I
may not be pretty in the usual sense of beauty,
I may not be smart in comparison to the genius, I cannot be the most delicate,
or sociable, or poetic of all beings, but I know (and so do others) that I'm
intelligent, creative, artistic, emotional, successful, hardworking, helpful,
determined (and strong-headed at times), passionate, and accommodating (when I
wish to). I implore you; do not take my kindness and respectfulness for
granted, for as I hand such a privilege to you, I can easily take it back
whenever I feel like it.
I
have given the people around me (namely, my family) too much for a normal human
being could and would give. Still, they are never satisfied, always
criticizing, always reproaching. And silly me, I strive to change myself to be
whatever that want. Ironically, what they want would and will change in a
matter of week (in some cases, days!), and on turns the wheel of their wants
and needs! They want everything to go as they wish, never-minding whom they use
to achieve that.
Therefore,
I have made up my mind to stop being so damned accommodating, I no longer care
what they want, who they need, or how or why! I will live my life as I see fit!
I will be the person I was meant to be as I was designed by God! They are not my
Creator! They are not my Maker! They are not the Planner! They are nothing. I
shall become the naturally unique individual I always was before their wants
and don't wants changed me. I will strive to become a better human being,
caring, loving, and happy.
Saturday, July 13 2013
The
most interesting fact was that she never tried to identify or specify the
reasons which pushed her to make decisions. She have always been like that,
dealing with everything as they show, finding the best way out of any situation
as soon as possible, not looking for what might appear in the future,
forcing herself to be the one to solve the matters around her. But in
reality, she was forced by other people's uncertainty, their fear and their
loss. She needed to evaluate what she really needed to do, whom to keep in her
life, who truly loved her, and what emotions to kill in her heart. She never
had the chance to choose what she really wanted, for she had been always
influenced by others. Sometimes, she was even manipulated by them. And they
knew how to do that very well! Despite her first impression about other people,
she always gave them the chance to show her more. She tried to give them depth
of character when they didn’t have any. In the end, however, her first
impressions were always down to the spot! That is a lesson she learned with
difficulty, for every time she gave someone a chance, all they did was
disappoint her at the end.
Choices
There
are many reasons for me to need to make this decision right now.. I need to
draw the plan for my life, instead of being divided between all the other
possibilities.. I keep on thinking of all the other choices that I have ahead
of me and dream of the outcomes.. I want to dream… I need to dream! My heart
flutters with each dream… Hoping to see the end, the outcome, the result of
that choice.. How will it end? I want to see that part of the future.. I want
to read the end of that story.. It is far more difficult to have found that
things are not going the way I hoped it they would.. I'm exhausted of analyzing
and thinking about all the paths that I can take.. I'm tired of wishing for
things that might not happen.. I want to find happiness..
I want to be loved.. I have many feelings that can fill the whole world from
their intensity if they burst out.. I want someone that would understand me,
hold me and get me through this confusion I feel to the place I aspire to
reach.. I want someone to make me safe in an embrace which can last till the
end of time..
I've
made all the people around me tired and angry because of my indecisiveness.. I
have to find my resolution.. The revelation that will unlock all the closed
doors in my mind, find all the great things that wait ahead of me and unleash
all the mind-blowing ideas that are roaming inside of my head and driving me
crazy..
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
A Strange Experience
In
that moment of an introduction, - laugh of you wish - I do take a split of a
second to remember what my name is, strange as it may be. People sometimes ask
me, "Have you forgotten your name?" I feel the faint blush behind my
cheeks, blackmailing me to reveal the strange secret, and I wonder... Does any
other human being go through the same thing? You ought to know, I do not
drink or do drugs simply for the reason I am a believer in God's orders to not
self-destruct, and that my mind can do the tricks of those two on its own
without any attempts from my part. I also wonder if something is especially off
in my brain for me to forget my name out of the blue! I do wonder but never
bother with answering any of those questions. As for the first, I hope people
would oblige me by answering the question, for they know exactly what happens
with them. However, the second is out of any body's concern, unless you
specialize in neurology and actually have an answer to the question! I say you
shouldn't because of a small fear I have that you might take this little
confession and passing thought as a weapon against me and make fun of me! I do
not like such a thing, and I am perfectly serious as I say so.
I think that if this experience is shared by many, it would then characterize a
specific universal experience affected by special circumstances and features of
the environment and the human life.
Please answer question one in the comments. Let us have further discussions,
for I am always intrigued by new, argumentative, and exploratory ideas.
Friday, April 26, 2013
In
the memories of a past yet remembered, I still see the faces of people I once
cared for. Somehow, we lost contact over the years of schooling, discovering,
and working. I still hoped to meet after the lapsed time. How could I
forget someone I once felt friendship towards.
His
face still accompanies me in the pictures I lock in the box of memories. And
from time to time, I unlock it, and as I surf the pictures and the letters, I
cry in nostalgic sorrow for times when my own emotions, though complex and
adult-like, made all the sense in the world. There were no shades of doubt.
Nothing but absolute, delicious and sweet certainty!
I
loved those days. And I love them still. They created the goal I work for, and
the hope that revives my heart whenever doubt attacks it. I lived and died a
thousand times. Yet I never dared to ignore those sparks of hope lighting up
the fire inside me to love.
I
thank Him for creating them. For making them, oh, so clear, beautiful and
radiant with the energy of life! In those moments of weakness, and days of
darkness, He sent them to me as gifts and blessings... To remind me that the
world still turns. And the days of darkness will surely be lighted again. That
the drought will be demolished with rain of love that last forever!
A Work in Progress...
When she came about, all that was there was
darkness. For a period of time she was unable to count, she remained,
surrounded by nothing but the dark. There were restrictions that stopped her
movement. Some kind of leashes that wrapped her. She lingered in darkness. She
wondered about the reasons of her existence, the purpose of her presence in
such a place, and the place in which she was. It suffocated her to
breathe! She was weak, too weak, incapable of doing anything to find the
answers to her questions.
... To be continued...
The sun was bright and warm on that spring afternoon. Cool breezes swayed the long green wild grass in the fields she stood on. She put down her heavy luggage. Her mood was still pleasant, for the lovely surrounding comforted her concerns. The evening approached as she dreamt of the future awaiting her and her beloved. She absent-mindedly sat there on the soft grass, unaware of the rapidly changing weather, until she felt the first drop of rain on her cheek. It took her out of her daydreams in a most disturbing nature. She was shocked to find the sky crowded with dark, warning clouds. Only then she discovered his annoying absence. He should have been there a long time ago. The time they had agreed to meet upon had long passed. She ran quickly, her bags at hand, to take shelter under a large sycamore tree, hoping that he would notice her from the red coat she was wearing. Associated with shrieks of thunder and wild wind, the heavy rain seemed to become stronger with every passing minute.
"This is my punishment," she thought, "for trying to elope." The lightening stroke several areas of the meadows and finally hit the huge tree she hid under. She became absolutely frightened, fearing she would be struck by lightening, so she ran towards the road. She kept praying to God at those threatening moments to send her someone... Anyone to find her! Her efforts nearly faded against the massive strength of the wind which carried the rain drops like bullets shot against her. The ground beneath her feet was muddy and swamped and caused her to slip so many times. She fell on her knees once she reached the road. Wet... Shivering... Dizzy... Feverish... She fainted.
Sounds of horse hoofs, men and women's fading voices, crackles of burning wood, the scent of burned herbs, and warmth all came to her as in a hazy dream... A young man's vivid face asked her, "Who are you?" Insistently she searched her mind... then said, "I don't know."
"This is my punishment," she thought, "for trying to elope." The lightening stroke several areas of the meadows and finally hit the huge tree she hid under. She became absolutely frightened, fearing she would be struck by lightening, so she ran towards the road. She kept praying to God at those threatening moments to send her someone... Anyone to find her! Her efforts nearly faded against the massive strength of the wind which carried the rain drops like bullets shot against her. The ground beneath her feet was muddy and swamped and caused her to slip so many times. She fell on her knees once she reached the road. Wet... Shivering... Dizzy... Feverish... She fainted.
Sounds of horse hoofs, men and women's fading voices, crackles of burning wood, the scent of burned herbs, and warmth all came to her as in a hazy dream... A young man's vivid face asked her, "Who are you?" Insistently she searched her mind... then said, "I don't know."
Thursday, August 8, 2013
I think that if this experience is shared by many, it would then characterize a specific universal experience affected by special circumstances and features of the environment and the human life.
Please answer question one in the comments. Let us have further discussions, for I am always intrigued by new, argumentative, and exploratory ideas.
When she came about, all that was there was darkness. For a period of time she was unable to count, she remained, surrounded by nothing but the dark. There were restrictions that stopped her movement. Some kind of leashes that wrapped her. She lingered in darkness. She wondered about the reasons of her existence, the purpose of her presence in such a place, and the place in which she was. It suffocated her to breathe! She was weak, too weak, incapable of doing anything to find the answers to her questions.
... To be continued...
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