I am called Buddha by friends. I'm into video games and anime, almost any kind of music except country, and some others i can't remember at the moment, and i belong to a coven. Now to those who don't know what a coven is exactly, to put it simple, it is a group of people who come together to not only share knowledge of magick and other such things, but also help each other with problems both on the religious and personal sides. There's more to it, but im sure whoever comes here doesn't want to waste their time reading about something they might not be interested in. Just thought id let everyone in on what a coven was just in case, they had no idea, or were confused on the subject. Anywho, I previously had this world to share mythological stories of my own creation with everyone in this community. But with recent events that have transpired lately, I feel im either no longer fit to write stories, or I just lost the inspiration to do it altogether. So with that, I will try and make entries to this world that are both interesting and entertaining (or confusing, either way it catches the attention, right?). Lets just put it this way: This is most likely going to be the most brilliant/crazy/disturbing/creative/whateveryouthinkofit, poetry you probably have ever read.
- Created By Silver Garou
Your Own Personal Freedom
Is your soul free? Mine is. How bout yours? Is it still wandering about the cosmos looking for a place to lie down and relax? Or is it looking for it's home that it may call it's own. The souls of those lost are everywhere. Inside us, the trees, t...Feels like a dream...
I'm awake...right? This isn't just one of those dreams that you hope and pray you never wake up from...right? The wishes we wish for years in advance finally come to pass, and when they finally do, is it time for us to celebrate with the entire wo...Love and The After Effects
I sometimes lie on the grass, gaze upon the stars, and begin to wonder, where she is. Is she happy in her place? Has she found something or someone new to love? I catch myself thinking hours on end, only about her. What we once had, we can never h...I want to give it a shot...
The world is ours to take over...is anyone aware of that I wonder? Possibly if there was anyway to try and comprehend the real meaning behind a simple sentence such as that, there would be mass confusion among the people. I look at the hills here ...Maybe...
If one was born with a plan held over our heads, then why is it we seek the truth every day of our lives? When we seek answers, we find nothing but questions. Yet when seek questions, do we find answers? No, only more questions. How, one may say, ...End
