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Monday, October 10, 2011

Where are you?




Where are you? My eyes are longing for you
My mind is restless, my heart is aching, where are you?
Do you know, I have never been stop looking for you
I 've never been stop searching for you
Because I just realized that you have always been there
In every corner of my heart
In the other side of my mind

You, are remind me of my promise that was empty
You, are echoing in my heartbeat whenever I feel so guilty
You are hanging like a shadow every time I saw tears full of pain
Deep in my heart, I admitted “how cruel I am “
And “how nasty I can be”

Now, when my time is almost over, you are become a shadow on my sight
You‘d taken a part in my heart where no one else can reside
How come I feel that you  were there always, but in the same time you were gone,, disappeared…. Vanished!

I just want to tell you how so sorry I am, I know deep inside I feel that I don’t deserved your forgiveness. Not for this life….
But I do miss you in every single beat of my heart; I miss you more than anything in this life

If you are there somewhere…., If you are there anywhere…
Would you please give me a sign or a clue?
How do I ever find you, with no time on my hand, with no strength on my body?
But I do have a light in my heart that is burning, from the warmth of your love, from your kindness, from your devotion that I had shuttered.

Where are you?




Sunday, October 2, 2011

I am Pella Daetia ( Pella Daetia)


I am Pella Daetia


I am the protector of  seven towers
I am the key for seven oceans
I am the watcher of seven layers of the 
outer
From my kind, I am the sustenance of well being
who resides in the world of the bearer between  a fact and a surreal
 in the realm of other kind

We who live side by side with yours but never connected
We bind by the rules that is settled, we cannot cross over
I am the protector of our kind, who protected ours with my power

I can create layer of layer of rays that has magnitude of   magma of lava for thousands years

I can whisper the wind and blows the ocean that can swallow islands that no one will ever find

Only few of the other kind can reach us, they had a purity that shines  from the wisdom of the high

They cover themselves as a servant of the Mighty, the Creator of all Creator, The highest One
They bind of the rules that have been written.

They respect the rules more than anything above their life.  Some only interfere to protect theirs from the power of the darkness



I have been witnessing their power against the dark side, their enemy
Even the queen of the darkness has send thousands and thousands of her army but failed only

They have purity in their heart, they have wisdom and power that only stayed in their lineage
Guardian Angel Art Print, The Appearance, Angel Art by Marina PetroI am the protector of a seven towers who resides in the realm of reality and imagination, who sleeps in the magnitude of supra

I am Pella Daetia who holds the keys to the outer limits


Monday, September 19, 2011

Dream




Dream

I have a dream that feels so real, even my mind and my heart believe it is not just a dream
My dreams have colors, have sounds,   even a fragrance and a taste of the air…

A dream that I know exactly when it started and when it ended
I just wondering if anybody knows exactly.. what it means...
When the dark arrived, I felt that  a dream had  waited in doorway of my sleep  
Dream that always happened  on the exact same day,  on same hours and minutes
A dream that you can't refused with anything, because as soon as the time came, you will sleep no matter how hard you try to stay awake.

If you just have one like mine, you will know my feeling
How my heart starts beating faster when the dark just crawls  one step after the sunset
The air is so warmth and you  even can smell the fragrance, floating..., so soft that you want to plunk your lung with; hmm… it is so sweet…, unique and sophisticated …  
I realized that … I enter my dream already
I feel my body floating

I cannot recognize where am I , I know that just a minute ago I still on my room , although I try to recognize what it is, it  seems ; I have no name for it

It looks like the waves of the sea or... likes  a smoke that floating up and down or something wavy and soft and floating all around me, I sway along with them move with their rhythm  
I feel like there are an open energy ,  like a magnet leads me to a glowing spot  and stop, the smell, the scent,   the aroma  reminds me the exact same one in my room prior of my dream
The scents that   is definitely come from this glowing light
What is it? , why I sense that there is somebody in the other side…
Somebody that used a power of energy to come to me, and I know  it is real, and I know it is not from “The  Dark “ side, the lovable scent , the warmth  feeling, the gloving light  is symbol the kindness and the purity
“I would like to see you, if you allow me… “ I  whisper  softly , but I chocked  and   with all my courage  I said: “I would like to communicate to you if you trust me….”
my body is shaking and my heart is pounding then I see a sign like a shape of women vaguely because of the light…
 I saw the glowing spot wider and wider in front of me… in the center I see a pure light stay still…then it turns on a shape like a lady? Or An angel?
My heart pumping, I hear drumming and my energy raise and I can feel that I am trembling when the blaze of light is  touching me…. I am flying high









Thursday, September 15, 2011

Pella Daetia ( Magic is My Creature)

"Magic is my creature"


I fly away  up to the cloud, riding the wind,  so nice.... the wind  is touching all over my skin,   soft , tender and soothing. I close my eyes, I let  my body floating,  I am... riding the waves of the wind
When I open my eyes I see the colorful sky, the clouds so beautiful blushing with the ray of sunlight
I feel like in the center of Eden, delightful , magnificent!

Blue Light Angel AwkeningI fly lower, I want  to lay down on the softness of the thin clouds and it wides like a spread of a  light purple satin, I let my mind free...and a lucid picture take all over my mind  "a creature"  that I  just see lately on the other side of the green mountain that towering  surround others hills, valleys, rocks, rivers, and jungles
A creature that had  stole a beat from my heart  and make my mind wondered and wondered  in the darkest night


I like to hide and see him closely, He look so fascinating : what a big eyes! bright full, his nose and lips perfectly lining, like a sculpture create with magics, he makes a  funny sound, and I can see that he  has  pointed kind of ears. His skin is  magenta , and it has a symbol  on his chest, he reminds me of  sunset . 
 I see there is a women too!  she is more beautiful than everything I ever see....she is like the softest roses petals, like you would dream to touch and smell it and will never get enough of it.
Her eyes like a striking light that capture your soul  like a sharp knife stabs right through your heart
Her eyes make me can not breath and move what a beautiful women can be! 


Now, I have a secret , a forbidden one! My lung is full and my chest is a little bit heavy, deep inside... I am so scared ...what if ......??? 
I know that I am not only careful to hide it, but I did prepare so many layers of power that I know Only few of  my kind can reach it with a lot of preparation;  mind, power, inner skills and that helps me calm my mind. Anyway, I keep my habit to have a visit a green tower for the sake of my heart

Painting Longing - Artist Joanna Sierko Filipowska

Every time the winds carry a scents from there, my heart is beating like a  drum, his face, his sunset skin, his eyes  is become clearer every time I  try to suppress it. I sense a  growing desire to see him with my eyes , even though I carry him with me everywhere in" essence " of my lovely creature.
 So when the night comes I light up my candle, I  feel warmth and comfortable travel with my light Descend many layers just to calm down my heart that burning from intoxication 

Deep onside me I feel so ashamed to used my power to enter an outer field
My mind keep telling me that I surfaced the boundary of secrecy of others
For my kind it will be unforgiving law with severe consequent that no one will ever imagine. This is a madness?, a sickening disease? How can I tied my mind, my desire my heart? I am  one among  the superior in my kind  ? look what I do now? I am nothing...

All I need  just a glimpse of his sight.
My light moves like flying stars. shining  and drumming with the rhythm of my heart

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

The light of life


In our world, there is always a light, whether it is pure or a fake one. A light, in the darkness it gives a sense of peace. In the coldness, it gives you  warmth 
In the stretch of  their ray;  we live, we move, we  stop 

The source of our light is the sun that holds the grace of the living. Creating green glowing leaf buds, encouraging the birds to sing. Motivate our energy to  start our  journey for each day
To give you hope that everything gonna be alright

 Light is our eyes because  the dark that makes us blind 
The one that I  put forward is the  light of your soul 
 that gives you hope, like  weaving strands of prayer
Like the blind who lost their sight, they  still can live with fully life
they have to dare the edgy, hardship and despair
Still, they become solid, sharp using their senses tracing  the path  with many colors in their heart

Sadly, we who live on the other side, who able to capture and enjoy the Sun, the Moonlight and dazzling thousands of stars ,  many of us  lost  in the darkness of their heart 
able to cut a soul, stab someone heart to bleed not even with a knife
we do with our tongue, with our coldness, ego, ignorance, and arrogance

When the light vanished in once hearts than there lay  lies, lust and greed 
It only  can be seen  when you're true with your self, it is like  standing in front of a  mirror   
what you see is the only reflection of you
If  the beauty of the spectrum  will also mean how beautiful the soul
When every stream of the light also reside  honesty, respect, and dignity
to be able to love your selves but also love others



Drifting boat on a sunset. Coast of the Indian ocean. Bali stock photography

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Spring

It seemed morning didn't want to show up, snow covered  everywhere, thick blanket,  socks and pillows wrapped my body....
Warm coffee and pancake were in my mind, but the cold  made me pull  my blanket closer
Then I heard through my windows: it was a shooting voice  chirping! but calming ...  


I saw cute wild little birds, one yellowish with  little bit sparking green  and others  were more greenish  with  darker spots on their winks, they were hoping around from branches then flew to another tree,
I thought for a second;" maybe  it was not too cold   outside.."

From my bedroom windows I could see a lot of buds  sneaked out of the snow that  looked like puppy cotton  flowers. When the snow melt, the buds looked so happy to absorb the morning sunlight 
Cannot wait ... to come out . It is a sign of spring.... and winter will be over soon
 I will see more birds on the three , on my green back yard
I will hear more singing birds

All the white snows disappear from the yard, from the tree and from everywhere
Everything looks green with new grasses, new leaves , new buds....
The air taste fresher and pleasant...not chilled.

I see more people come out, on the streets, in the malls, on the road, on  a bus shelter,  parks... everywhere
No more thick jacket,  tuque  or winter boot
I see   everything is more vibrant and life
Soon will be more colorful, more flowers and smiles

I want to tell you  that my neighbor has a magnolia tree, on springs it will full with flowers, to me they are  so...beautiful! always captive my soul every time I pass by, I will see wide open petals blossom,  make your mind peaceful , calm and rest enchanted by their beauty

I love their garden, front yard will full with lilies , roses, dahlias, peonies, tulips and daffodils 
their backyard full with  tomatoes cucumbers, jalapenos, peppers, lettuces, radicchio  and all kinds of herbs,like oregano, basil, cilantro... anise

I love my neighbor, they are like my family, so warmth,  friendly and chatty.
I respect them deeply,  they are people with dignity and  honest,
who works hard but still generous to others
They always respect other people and value  their believe and their family
They are senior who proud of their garden, home cuisine,  they are Italian's origin



I always remember that I love fresh air in the beginning of spring, I love the grass that change from white snow to green, I love the buds that gradually become flowers, I love  to see more birds flying and singing , I love to see butterflies swing from flower to flower, I love to take a walk on my community parks , I love to see Ontario's lake has a little waves and  bluish, I love to see my neighbor gardens, I love to see  more smiles ...I love spring , for me, it is a harmony !