A spiritual journey is becoming what one has always meant to be-come and always was. One with God's Spirit.
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The annihilating strokes slashed across my penned heartfelt words.
Miranda Writes: Anything you say or do may be used for or against you within a story by a writer
Butterfly upon my hand, A voice of wonder within my mind, not my own but the butterfly's.
I assumed this yoke would encase me as well as any another hobble. Only this one bound the mind.
Looking deeper, I see not subjugation, but a tool of power to control my fate in the world of man that symbolizes my ownership over both my nature spirit and wolf-self.
Putting on the collar is taking charge of unexpected situations. Keeping humans from taking control from me. To tell hunters that I'm not prey. Not a trophy by wearing the collar. I looked at the circlet again. Looking deeper, I see not subjugation, but a tool of power to control my fate in the world of man that symbolizes my ownership over both my nature spirit and wolf-self.
My eyes hunger to read more books then time allows me to devour.
Real women don't love the richest guy in the world they love the guy who can make their world the richest.
Widening blood puddles spilled from suffocating death wounds.
One two, one two, Type a word or two. Arrow left, arrow right, Keep those fingers nice and tight.Keys up, Keys down,Move those digits all around.One two, one two, Type a word or two.
His eyes, if anything, gleamed even more bright, having found the treasure he sought.
His eyes never blinked or wavered from mine, encompassing me in a field of control.
Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life.
Tongue and hand tied, I was equally cut off and trapped in my own silent dark tomb.
I swear it looked like she wanted her words to slither around us and go out the door unheard.
Keeping her in her roots of greenness.
We feel fighting for dominance actually shows weakness. It's much harder to hold back the wolf than to let it have free rein.