What makes the grass grow? Blood, blood, bright red blood.
Current Residence: check your closet Favourite genre of music: original Favourite photographer: so many Favourite style of art: n/a Operating System: windows xp MP3 player of choice: zune/ipod Shell of choice: Ozone Wallpaper of choice: water Skin of choice: bubble wrap<squeeze me> Favourite cartoon character: Gremlin Personal Quote: Buy when there's blood flowing in the streets.
A melody about birth. A melody about death.
A story of making small miracles with you.
How we stood strong for one another.
How we stand strong for others, for ourselves in a terrible, wonderful world.
Hand in hand we took steps to etch out a moment we called ours.
We built home in our hearts comfort for us all, our family.
We grow together gracious and thankful for the moments.
We live forever in the sunshine of our children's smiles.
There the truth goes, into the nudity of feelings, into the tongue of a pure soul, and illuminates the mind of the lost one. Here is me, lost, and being illuminated, I swear. - Andreas Omega
The day that marks the winter solstice, upon a full pale moon, druids gather to write into the pages of the great and powerful Night book. Filled with the knowledge of the world long before the age of man. As the moon reaches it's apex the seal is again broken and the book falls open to absorb it's first scribe.