Wednesday, August 27, 2014

No Heaven...

This much was quickly jotted down from staring at a photo until it became blurry. I may have become sure of something for the first time. I kept repeating in my mind, "There is no Heaven without you." And I thought it sounded like art.

Looking at your photograph, tears come to my eyes.
I love you and I promised you that I would be there to bring you back to Heaven where you belong. Cause Heaven will always be where we meet.

It just struck me that there was something familiar about the person intended to allure others or ensnare them, but although it worked well to that end, it was not my concern. I will hold to what the me wanted before or there really is no point to continuing on...

Monday, August 11, 2014

Story

Once upon a time there was a princess who did not want to be a princess, but decided to just be happy no matter what happened. There was only one way to loose your status once born to it. She felt like this birthright was inappropriately given and so she ran away and married a commoner. This would not change who she was or her fate however.

She was miserable, she was still a princess although her husband was in no way royal. But, she was tired of forcing a happy face. It was actually wearing on her nerves and changing who she was.

Until one day the stresses showed on her coutanance as she looked in the mirror she thought in her mind, "who is this hideous woman? I am a princess." Her mirror percieved her thoughts and said, "You are no princess."

Truly, she did not look or feel like a princess, but it was a matter of who she was, "but, I am a princess. There is only one way to avoid that.", she replied aloud. "Just look at what you've done, then..."

Flashback and the tale begins.

She is young, a child even, and she is noted by her father as being an exceptional child, an ideal older sibling to set the example for the other children. As the first three were all girls she began to feel comfortable with the responsibilities of being a queen one day.

Then, the fourth and fifth babies were boys which meant her fate lied elsewhere, the kingdom would be passed on to the male heir.