You ask what it is like to be me, to live my life...It is unique and beautiful and terrifying......

Sep 09, 2002 00:27

She would rock on the open porches and look at the sea, marveling over its changefulness. There were sunsets when the water resembled hammered gold under the golden light, or it would be running brass or whitely flowering beneath a white sky. Even the storms entranced her. She wanted to cry in ecstasy. She would sing and her marvelous voice would ( Read more... )

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grimaldi September 9 2002, 01:23:20 UTC
I do not remember a time when fear has been described so beautifully.

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stevie_nicks September 10 2002, 01:18:28 UTC
Nor do I remember a time I so wished to be a gentle princess as when you are about. Your grandmother would have been proud of you

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j_bon_jovi September 9 2002, 02:33:10 UTC
Shit Stevie, scare me to death. Haha!

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stevie_nicks September 10 2002, 01:20:06 UTC
Jonny,

It's been not only too long, but far too far away from when we last met. I owed you a fright as you terrified me when you wrote me a song that was so very much like my private heart that I knew you had someone looked inside me and knew all.

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robtakac September 9 2002, 06:00:42 UTC
As always, you have a way of drawing a person into a moment so totally that the rest of the world fades away until only the place you have decided to take them remains.

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stevie_nicks September 10 2002, 01:20:54 UTC
Thank you Rob, come step into my crystal vision any time. Or simply close your eyes and believe yourself into your own

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ehrinn September 9 2002, 14:42:56 UTC
namaste

translation: the light within me honors the light within you.

I love your words, thank you

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stevie_nicks September 10 2002, 01:21:34 UTC
and I your's Ehrinn

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