i hear voices in the distant....they call out to me........i feel soft blades of grass underneath my head. the colors and faces slowly come into focus. my head is soar i ache from head to toe. i feel the cool wet water flow past my lips. i swallow extremely parched. there is a lady with a crown and a beautiful amulet, mr. parrot, ms. koala, ms. ( Read more... )

i notice turbulence surrounding the forest clouds shroud it from the sun. i walk into the glad and there by the river bank beside the nest. the tiny sapling from the peacocks tears has grown some twenty feet feet into the air. its roots are touching everything in the forest. the cinnamon trees that once were full of life are now strangled by the ( Read more... )

i enter the forest, glad to be back but glad that i was away.i still have not thought of a name for my gift. he slowly glad over to me. his eyes express joy and seemingly they scan my soul for the memories made ( Read more... )

i slowly take in the beauty of the forest. the unnamed white peacock seems to be very at home here. i wont be back here for a couple of days. i close my eyes and take in the scents of the forest, the smell of the fertile earth, the smell of the spongy moss underfoot and of course the smell of the cinnamon.i try to redord all the things that make ( Read more... )

it seemed real life began again today. in that RUNDOWN building where peoples futures start ( Read more... )

i wandered away from the forest to some long exotic beach which, because it was public was no longer a sacred resting ground (stupid urbanization ( Read more... )

the sun seems to cheer even the dullest of persons today, i wipe the sweat off my brow as i rake away the leaves from the grove. the aged leaves seem to dance playfully in the breeze, which is playing the wind chimes so skillfully it is truly beautiful. the flowers in the trees are no in complete full bloom ( Read more... )

i wander into the forest not even knowing im there. The trees are beautiful the luminescent white blossoms cover the trees. The toadstools mock the colors of this glorious day. the sun is shining the grass smells sweet. i wonder over to the tiny stream and look down at the water. the tiny fish swim by and smile as they pass me. do fish know that ( Read more... )

pondering i walk into the grove of the cinnamon forest. this whole week has been uneventful. everyone seemed to be so far away ...( because they were). it seems like all ive done is work, majority of the time it was because i was sick of the castle looking crappy so i cleaned it. but it seemed like everything i did went unheard, I was just ( Read more... )

i am so infuriated, the winds whios around the forest pulling the leavse to their almost breaking point. the trees burn with a rigid red and the leaves a shade brighter. i have been with my wicked stepmother today.....i only wish she would kill me, so i would not have to put up with her nasty DOUBLE CHIN. not just that, my father is like a ( Read more... )