Insanity - My thoughts...
What are the lines, the boundaries for insanity? When do we know someone is insane? How do we know someone is normal? Is there a precise description to insanity? Or is it just something people know by looking at others? What is insanity? A feeling? An emotion? A state of mind? A way of living? Does anyone have the right to state that someone is insane, just because that person thinks differently or is different by certain standards? Nobody knows for sure but everyone tends to think they do.
Spin madly around, look up in the sky and stare at the infinite blueness above you. Then stop and look around you. People's faces blur, the dizziness is incredibly frustrating, the world around you seem like a chaotic place, you feel like you were locked into some kind of a room, filled with insanity, because you can't make sense out of what you see. Colours mix, people mend, and shapes dance across your mind, loud sounds, and voices are echoing in your ears. A chaotic state of your mind
The choice of a mageShe always watched them from the background. All those talented mages, who knew how to cast spells without any problems. She's been part of the Circle of Magi since she was seven years old, and yet, even 10 years later, she was no better than those who had come only two years ago. It was true that there had been no magic in her family before her, but that shouldn't be an issue.The choice of a mage4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Why did she have to watch them jealously? That tiny little elf, always Irving's favourite with amazing talents in elemental and spirit magic. Anders, who always ran away and barely attended any lessons, yet he was more talented in healing than any of the apprentices. Even Jowan was better than her.
Not that she ever complained. Selnim Lonus was an elf taken from the poverty of the Alienage in Denerim. So, in almost every way, living in the Circle Tower was better for her than anything else that could have happened to her. But she was not happy. Selnim lived in fear both in the tower and back when she had been in
Chapter 1 - Escape"Quiet!" one of them hissed.Chapter 1 - Escape3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"You are the loud one!" came the angry answer.
"It's too dark! I bumped into something!"
"Maybe it was the skeleton..."
"What?! No! I told you I don't want to be here!"
"Shut up both of you! Wait with arguing until we are far away from the templars." Ewan whispered. "We are almost at the sewers."
"I hope you are right about these sewers..." Aed whispered to the little mage leading them. The girl just sighed.
"Anders said it leads right next to the river at Gherlen's Pass. He managed to escape this way, I'm sure we'll manage too." she answered quietly. Of course she wasn't sure about this. Anders' tales were sometimes too colourful to believe. But it was worth a try.
"Great. So now we're gonna get all smelly and disgusting and then we'll get completely wet too."
"No. It leads next to the river. Not into it. We can wash ourselves properly once we are out." she was losing her patience.
"Let's hope Anders wasn't lying about it."
Chapter 3 - Secrets and LiesEwan was the one to make the choice again. Who knows when he became the mental leader of the group?Chapter 3 - Secrets and Lies3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well, as Jowan owes us, we could just simply go to him and ask for him for supplies, while we are at it. The Chanter's board can wait Or, Ser Templar can go to the Chanter's board, while we talk to Jowan. Less worries then."
"Nice try. As if I'd let you walk into a maleficar's house without a Templar." Evarist answered shaking his head. The three mages rolled their eyes. They had asked Jowan and he said he wasn't a blood mage. Of course, they also thought that their friend wasn't smart enough to learn the forbidden art. That's why they helped him.
"All right. Any idea where he is?" Ewan asked, but they all looked absolutely clueless.
"Let's think this out logically: He is an apostate mage, hiding in the capital with his wife. He probably doesn't have a lot of money and he can't show his talents to anyone. He can't do proper physical work, but knowing him, that would be his choice
Chapter 4 - The AlienageSylverin moved slowly behind Ewan. "That looks troubling."Chapter 4 - The Alienage3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Just stay calm." Evarist said as he stood beside them.
The Templars walked up to them.
"We are looking for three apostate mages, matching the description of them." One of them said to Evarist pointing at his three companions while the other two decided it would be a good idea to keep an eye on them.
"This girl is from the Alienage. We asked her help for some local information. My two mage companions and myself are on official business, investigating the happenings in the orphanage." Evarist explained the situation. It was true that while Ewan and Aed had their staff with them, Sylverin could easily pass for a simple elf. Surrounded by mages, nobody would be able to feel her magical powers. The mage trio had to keep a straight face, but they were all shocked at how simple it was for the Templar to lie.
The lead Templar seemed to think about this for a second. He wasn't sure if what he was told was the exact truth, b
Chapter 2 - On the RoadAfter a couple of minutes of a staring contest between Sylverin, Aed and Ser Barandt, Ewan finally asked the question.Chapter 2 - On the Road3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"How should we decide where to go then?"
"We could toss a coin..." Aed answered
Sylverin looked at him as if he were an idiot. "A three-sided coin?"
"Or a none-existent one..." Ewan added. "We have no money..."
"What? I thought you had some?" Sylverin asked shocked.
"Yes, it's in the river..."
"Well, that is great. We are off to a good start then. What now?"
"Ser Barandt, you don't happen to have any money on you, do you?" Ewan asked carefully.
"Not nearly enough for four people." he answered.
"Okay... Well... What if we sold our mage robes and got something more comfortable. We could get good money for them and we wouldn't get too much attention in normal clothes." Aed offered.
"We'd still have our staffs with us." Ewan shook his head.
"You would. I'm completely fine without a staff. It's much easier to control mana without it." Sylverin said simply. "My st
Sky Magenta "It will be fuchsia."Sky Magenta3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"But I want it water green!"
"This month is mine to decide, you will have it water green or even antimony yellow if you want it, but next month."
"Enough. Fuchsia it is."
The light at the end of the tunnel faded from a bright white into the colors of the world and he saw something he would never expected to see: the face of a woman covered by a surgical mask. He felt drowning from the liquid stuck in his lungs, and that was strange, because he didn't die by drowning, but in a hospital bed. I'm still alive, after all, he thought. Twenty-nine years were a young age to die, even for someone like him with a nasty disease; he was partially relieved, despite the promise of more suffering ahead.
It took some time to him to notice something was off. Proportions. Everything seemed too big, and when the nurse took him in her arms and lifted him with a single had, he finally knew it wasn't the morphine making him delusional: he was naked, wed,
True LovePeople don't understand what it means to love someone. Love is not something you can be selfish about. It is a give and take situation, notice give being the first word in that. Love is not about what the person you're with is doing to make you happy, it's about what you're doing to make them happy. Now the person you're with should be thinking along the same lines so it's not a take-take situation on their part.True Love10 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
All ideals about love being completely intense and passionate all the time should be thrown away. Love is not an entertainer, it is not going to constantly create excitement and passion. I'm not saying it never will but don't expect it to constantly be exciting. Know that even in the quiet times love is there, even as you do mundane tasks, it is there. If it is true and you are not lying to yourself about it, it will always be there.
I don't believe you can fall out of love with someone because if that happens you never really loved them, you were infatuated yes, but not in lo
Chapter 6 - Out of the Ice Tray, Into the Fire“You had better not be a blood mage!” Aed said looking at the confused man.Chapter 6 - Out of the Ice Tray, Into the Fire3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Me? A blood mage? Ew. Do you think I could handle the steams of blood gushing out of my… Ew! No!” the mage said with complete disgust on his face. Of course, after his little explanation everyone in the group had a similar expression.
“Great… Just what we needed in the morning.” Ewan sighed. “Who are you?”
“I’m Knoll of the Mages’ Collective!” he said with a bow. Ewan looked at Gem, who nodded.
The mage was short, almost elf-height. He seemed to be around the age of thirty. He had brown hair, brown eyes and carried a rather odd looking staff. One side had a blade on it, while the other showed the moon, possibly made out of silver. While he was short and didn’t seem very dangerous, but there was something intimidating about him. His Tevinter bloodline made him look more powerful than any of the three mages in the party.
Love over msnThe girl I dont really know goes on msn at least once a week.Love over msn8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Our tiny green figurines, traversing the dark night of the internet, pass each other barely a second glance.
The girl I dont really know and I do not talk to each other, what would we say? The conversation, the one I have had so many times, moves swiftly from Hello to How are you to Fine, then stops. I wonder if she gazes at my name, running her head through the conversation many times, and eventually deciding that the walls of ignorant silence between us are too indomitable, as I do to her.
The writing beside the name of the girl I dont really know changes whenever she is online. Always some in-joke with her friends, congratulating someone I will never know for a witticism I will never hear.
Generally, the names are a girls. Her best friends. Two common names, put side-by-side. And that is my only window into a complex history between two people that may have begun before I even learned the nam
Quotable QuotesHumans have the incredible ability to reason logically and come to the wrong conclusion.Quotable Quotes9 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Two things in this world are infinite: the universe and human stupidity. But Im not so sure about the first one. Albert Einstein
Lifes not worth living if you dont have something worth dying for.
A ship in a harbor is safe, but thats not what a ship is built for.
Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed on and digested.
It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.
If you think you can, you can. And if you think you can't, you're right.
Faith is not belief. Belief is passive. Faith is active.
I have discovered that all human evil comes from this: man's being unable to sit still in a room. (Uh oh, my brother is in trouble )
The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of.
Chapter 5 - A new companion"Do you think it was a good idea to leave her there alone?" Ewan asked his two companions.Chapter 5 - A new companion3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We don't need her to slow us down." Came the answer from Aed.
"She needs to grow up. If she can't get help on her own, she'll never become independent." Evarist nodded.
The two brothers looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, sighed and nodded. They had to agree, Sylverin was still too dependent on them and others. While it was her idea to leave, she would not have done it if nobody wanted to go with her.
"All right, where to then?" Aed looked around as they left the Alienage and Ewan pointed towards the Chantry.
"Let's look at the Chanter's Board. We might find something of interest there and we could certainly do with the coin." The other two nodded.
"Isn't that what the brat is doing right now?" Aed asked reading the second entry on the board.
"It is! And they are offering quite a lot of gold for it. Then, we don't need to do anything!" Ewan said as he began to walk away, but Evarist cau
20 Writing Tips1. Write like crazy. Whether it's by hand or on a computer, just write, write, write, write, WRITE. The more you work at it, the better you'll get at it.20 Writing Tips2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
2. Be flexible. Don't just stick to what you already know. Dare to write something outside your comfort zone.
3. Never throw an idea away. Ideas are like fish: you never know when you'll catch a good one, and if you let it go, you most likely won't get it back. Keep a journal for your ideas and write down anything that comes to mind, no matter how silly or stupid it may sound.
4. Take your time. Don't expect to write a bestseller in a few months, or even a few years. (I learned this the hard way.)
5. Be prepared for a LOT of rejections and a LOT of criticism. Don't assume you'll hit it off with the first publisher you find, and don't expect everyone to like your book, or to bother reading it at all.
6. Be open to other people's suggestions, but write the story that YOU want.
7. Go easy on yourself. Don't expect your book
True strengthStrength.True strength7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The definition of strength varies among people.
Some people believe that strength comes from being superior.
Winning all the time, making others lose, pointing their weaknesses, and condescending them.
They believe that strength comes from how much they don't fall.
But a true strength is not determined by how much weakness they don't have.
It's determined by their strength to embrace and accept their weaknesses.
There is nothing wrong with being weak or wrong, or not knowing something.
Because what really matters is how they acknowledge and accept these weaknesses and strive for improvement.
A show of ignorance or an offensive response is merely a cover over their desperate need to hide and deny their weaknesses.
It's easy to deny, to be seen strong. But they can't fight their inner desperation of such greed.
It takes a lot to accept. It takes true strength to admit mistakes, admit defeat, to overcome their inner desire to be superior.
It's okay to have weaknesses
PerseveranceI do not think there is any other quality so essential to success of any kind as the quality of perseverance. It overcomes almost everything, even nature.Perseverance3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
- John D. Rockefeller
Accomplishments 1All who accomplished great things have had a great aim, have fixed their gaze on a goal which was high, one which sometimes seemed impossible.Accomplishments 13 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
- Orison Swett Marden
NostalgiaSitting on the busNostalgia4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Someone sits next to me;
A familiar smell
Brings back memories.
The warmth of the sun,
In tag I've been caught!
Our laughs echoed through
The warm winds of spring,
The sunshine's golden light
Made us look like we were shining.
The kind hug of my mother,
Her gentle smile,
I'll never forget
How it felt in my mind...
The loud crowd of the bus
Brings me back to reality,
It is time to get off,
No more time for happy daydreaming...
That Old EnvelopeWhen the words fade away,That Old Envelope4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When there is no more hope,
Snow falls silently on the highway
And I open that old envelope.
Little stories, created by us,
Childish drawings, dreams and such.
Words in languages I speak,
And some, I've never even seen..
Once upon a time....
Érase una vez...
With easy little rhymes
Our stories start...
Holder of sweet memories,
Inside some pages of diaries,
Black and white, and colourful;
Old, but new and still so full.
This old, now open envelope
Bringing us new hopes.
This dusty, old envelope,
Holds many secrets inside.
Things that bring us back in time
To where we were still children
With no troubles, only fun.
Childish stories, we made up
Egyszer volt, hol nem volt...
C'era una volta...
What strange sentences,
These lullabies began...
Holder of sweet memories,
Inside some pages of diaries,
Black and white, and colourful;
Old, but new and still so full.
This old, now open envelope
Bringing us new hopes.
(Dawno, dawno temu...
Det var en gång.
my chemical romance bibleYou know you're a My Chemical Romance Freak whenmy chemical romance bible8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
1. Your carpet is soaked with drool after watching them play on TV
2. You cry when u hear them play your favorite song live
3. You hear someone say My Chemical Romance and you snap to attention
4. You stand your ground and defend them when someone tries to criticize them
5. You feel like burning the TRL building down
6. You read a story and claim you saw one of the band members names, though its not there
7. You have a MCR song for every point in your day
8. You lick the TV when there on it, Mmm..MCR
9. You recite the words to the song when someone even mutters just a word of it.
10. You Live by the words of My Chemical Romance
11. You've asked your parents millions of times if you could make MCR your religion!!
12. You lick pictures of Gerard, or any of the band members for that matter ( This was mentioned by ~that-girl-24 and was happily posted to the bible.)
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE BIBLE
Gerard Way puts the "laughter