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The Mountain's Secret
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Name: Marie
aka: CityKat
aka: Bubbles
Age: 18 - eek! I'm old...
Birthday: December 13
Zodiac: Sagittarius
Location: The box that is campus.
Loves: RH;MIT, music, friends, the outdoors, all of my hometowns, critters, WAGGGS
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Chicken Soup For The Souless -What goes on in Jesse's brain, nobody knows...
In ThE Tub WiTh SquIsHy -Christina's log, so just keep swimming!.
Lean On Me -Regan's digital and cryonable shoulder.
Manitoulin Wannabe -The heart of the island's where her heart lies.
One Ring... -Ali's blog. Her straight forward is kinda crooked.
Random Thoughts -It’s Jeff! And the voices!.
Searching in the Darkness -Lex's blog, we'll force him to see dawn one of these days.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow -It’s Kuriosity!
Super Spidey -A cookie and a kiss.
The World of Cr0magnus -Tech Reincarnated
Undead and Confused -My favourite Cool Kid!
Moutains and Valleys
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Chris's Site -Games, Pics, Jokes... He's got it. And BESS can't get him.
F-Concept! Oi!Oi!Oi! -Leader's only!... okay, and Josh and Bubble!
havesomehats -All I'm saying is; elephants, checkered people, and top hats.
Sinfest -Funny as Hell. Thanks to Lex for getting me hooked.
Too Far North (Awesome)!! -The best band there ever was! (Okay, that might be stetching it, but hey we love you guys!) It consists of a lack of independant brain power and a collective love for music!
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Pour l’esprit de vos enfants,
Pour la vie et nos enfants,
Déesse je vous en prie.
Pour vos enfants capturés sans lumière,
Pour vos enfants qui perdent l’amour.
Déesse je vous en prie.
Vous qui nous avez gardés
Sauf, loin de la tristesse et
La méchante.
La méchante, lui qui nous mange,
Lui qui noircir la vie,
Né du naïf narcotique,
Narcotique de l’esprit.
Narcotique qui est la haine.
Déesse je vous en prie,
Vous, qui n’existe que dans nos cœurs,
Vous, qui est l’amour et les vents.
On tombe, Déesse,
Comme l’étoile des ciels.
Aides-nous Déesse, pour qu’on
Trouve les ailes sur lesquelles on vole.
Pour qu’on trouve nos cœurs,
Et laisse passer la nuit,
La tristesse,
Les larmes dans nos yeux.
Vous qui nous avez gardés,
Nous gardes encore.
Aide-nous Déesse,
Les sourires nous attendent.
Les étoiles, les esprits contents.
Aide-nous Déesse, aide-nous
A trouver nos sentiers.
A trouver nos esprits,
Nos esprits contents.
Déesse je vous en prie.
Je vous remercie Déesse.
With our brothers we will share all the secrets of our mountain, all the riches buried there.
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All the Riches Buried There
last modified Nov 19, 2005, 6:50 p
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Why!?!
Why did they get taken away from me...
Why did friendships form and get torn away...
What did I do?!?
What did I do to be ripped from my life - and forced to wear a smile every day after...
And what did I do to deserve it happening again...
and again...
and again...
why...
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CityKat - 10:04 p
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(0) Lost In The Void
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
The Billboard Song
As I was walking down the street one dark and dreary day,
I came upon a billboard and much to my dismay,
The sign was torn and tattered from the rain the night before.
The wind and rain had done its work and this is what I saw:
Smoke Coca-cola cigarettes, chew Wrigley's Spearment beer.
Kennel Ration dog food makes your wife's complexion clear.
Simonize your baby with a Hersey's candy bar.
And, Texaco's the beauty cream that's used by all the stars.
So, take your next vacation in a brand new Frigidare.
Learn to play the piano in your grandma’s underwear.
Doctors say that babies should smoke 'til they are three.
And people over 65 should bathe in Lipton Tea – I – D – E – Cheer!
- I'm not sure who the author is, but it's a campfire song!
*hugs*
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CityKat - 7:25 p
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(0) Lost In The Void
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Invisible Bowling Balls, and their shadows.
It feels like my tummy hurts… like I ate too much of the brownies I smell out of the kitchen right now… *smiles* But I know that’s not it, it’s not a tummy too full… There’s something missing in my belly ache… It’s like an invisible bowling ball almost, that bowling ball that sits in the pit of your stomach and shouts – “hey, you suck! Pay attention to me! I’m trying to talk here!” Yeah… that one… but this one’s rosy cheeked… and makes me smile from ear to ear… this one brings a tear to my eye, and then blinks it away as nonsense… this bowling ball isn’t there. Its shadow is left though, a warm and fuzzy shadow… a shadow that misses and that loves. A shadow that can only hope – for the past, present, and future. A shadow that can but see the smile in each of the rain drops falling from the clouds outside my window right now. A shadow who sees life and beauty in the leafess trees of winter. A shadow who see the sparkle in the eyes of children. A shadow who knows only love – and yet that shadow creates the tear drop it blinks away. Is that tear drop the bowling ball coming back? Is it butterflies come to fly in their glory? What is it? What is hiding in the shadow… whatever it is, I betcha it the same thing that hides in those three little dots…
*hugs* ... *smiles*
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CityKat - 9:16 p
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(3) Lost In The Void
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Gahhh!!!
As if this paper wasn't enough... I wish moods didn't exist, they'd be easier to deal with then. That - or there was someone around to help me deal with them... but seeing as I don't talk to very many people openly, and most of those people think my current situation is stupid, that's not a choice. Don't you love best friends who pick and choose when to support you? When to insult your decisions even though you're crying, and trash you because you made them even though you know they were wrong or stupid or whatever...
I just don't know...
Some days my tree house seems like such a better option...
Some days I miss my childhood...
Only I remember it...
and then this mood gets worse.
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CityKat - 9:23 p
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(1) Lost In The Void
Sunday, November 5, 2006
...just curl up and cry...
Just curl up in a corner
And cry
Cry until the tears run out
Cry because the light went out
Cry because hearts are breaking
Cry because roses fade
…and turtles only last so long
Cry because hearts break
…and memories crumble into song
Cry because when crying ends
Just maybe you’ll forget…
…just maybe…
…just maybe I’ll forget…
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CityKat - 5:56 p
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(2) Lost In The Void
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