Her Spoken Silence

For me this video, set off tears of Joy/Hope. So please Everyone, As we move through life, let us remain thankful and at peace with everything that we have.And Let us treat one another with kindness.   Live, Love, Laugh and Set free ♥

 Sitting in momentous state of mind, looking forward to the signs, that will guide me towards my happiness, that I anticipate to exist. I live my life with, goals set high, only to oblige by societies', precedent rules, that are constructed with constant duels, intended to set my fuel, scorching on fire, as my eagerness to find an answer, is a well thought desire. Though, there is no rush, cause for everyone in mankind, the vision that was once thought to be blind, miraculously will walk a straight line. A line that only lengthens, as one's motivation strengthens. So as I do the math, Remaining on the path, towards my goals, will slowly but surely guide me, in the direction, of my mind's discretion.

Her Mood, Her Style creates the individuality of her image as the layers compile. The color scheme of nature, is the inspiration she uses, it's very natural when it comes to the appearance she chooses. This reflects her personality, a caring,  free spirited soul, that inspires to create without constant cajole. Her Mood, Her Style, exist perhaps from her culture, where art and creativity exudes various expressions, that blossoms from different directions. Left and right, the perception of style, exist from different sight, of young and old generations, and the culture of dissimilar nations. Her Mood, Her Style will continue to be, as she take advantage from,   the inspirations of nature that are free. From the sounds of the wind, to the beat of a drum, one's individuality is just a rhythm that comes.  Her Mood, Her Style, allows her to contrive, thoughts that make her feel alive.  Hence, expressions that were once concealed, are now rev...

  "Alexandra's Project" A marital mystery that unraveled it's layers, as this myth of marriage, wasn't an idea sought in her  prayers. The focus on what others are receiving, are appearances that can be decieving. The efforts made to portray an all american family, to the outside world, resulted to her mind ending in twirls. Routines and traditions are stifled, the marriage and the children all left rippled. This marital mystery, was proposed to set her out of her misery, as actions were taken by a dissatisfied wife, whom seeked to prove her worth,  to a husband too self-centered to acknowledge her being, Hence, this was something that he wasn't seeing. " Play Me" was all that was written on a post it, as the husband's arrival to an empty home, of no wife & kids, left him with no other choice but to sit. To sit and watch every bit of a video that displays, the truth of a marital mystery, That unfortunately ended up in misery. ...

"Hedwig & The Angry Inch" , a rock musical portraying the exterior image of a woman, without the ability to flinch. Her confidence exudes who she was really meant to be, which is a woman, who loves to perform, and not a man who is torn, within the culture in which he was born. In East Berlin, living outside in, was surely a sin. But this didn't stop this pugnacious character,  as she threw on her favorite color eye shadow and heels, to create a new image for herself, that would no longer be concealed. Hedwig is the new name,  who is destined for fame, embarks on a journey to slowly erase the memory, of Hansel, who was a "slip of a girlyboy" simply living as a decoy. The stardom of Hedwig and the Angry Inch, living under the shadow of a growing rock sensation, that was illuminating the nation, led the group to find their own destiny, through their song " The Origin of Love", in which lyrically flew like the doves above. Three sexes...

My feelings for you were just a thought in my head, unwillingly choosing to express them, as nothing was said. You often stood in my presence, with a sheer essence, that illuminated my eyes, as though I was completely hypnotized.   The moment I met you, I was sure I knew, that we shared a common interest, However that was a feeling that I didn't want to risk. Afraid of being rejected, was a thought that wasn't neglected. But if I had it in me, I really would of wanted you to see, the desire that was bursting to be. To be your everything, your angel with wings, with a voice that sings, to the birds and the bees, and frail trees. As I give them hope, serves more of a reason to why I shouldn't mope, on the possibility of a chance, to revitalized an indisputable  romance. So the opportunity serves again, though I appreciate you as a good friend, perhaps I shouldn't pretend, on the encounter, that maybe was godsend. One may never know, where i...

Two faces for One Tear, the emergence of a relationship, that shifted gear. But which one is willing to hear, the emotions that led it this near, near the point of confusion, as both of us build several illusions... in our minds, as we keep our feelings confined, in our hearts, as it pierce through us like sharp darts. So, let us break this pattern, for the sake of our well being, let us break this pattern, and acknowledge the things we weren't seeing. Perhaps move on, and anticipate that we can prolong, with something so dear, it shouldn't be held back by fear. So, the two faces that use to share one tear, can now begin looking forward to another year. Poeticly Requested by: Derran Marlow