

Traveling Light- Song Fic“Rest Well, Grandpa,” a woman whispers as she drops a simple white flower onto the grave she stands before. She lifts her head and attempts squaring her small shoulders, trying to be strong, but she can’t, not anymore, so they slump as she turns to head back towards her house.Traveling Light- Song Fic
Sliding open the door of her modest abode she pauses in the doorway, feeling suddenly weighed down by the emptiness that seems to echo in the house now. She feels truly alone, and oh yes, she knows her son will return home soon from college, but she lives in the now, in the hollowness that has no concept of time, and a strong grip on such a worn soul. 


Reflections before Hajj-1What is Hajj? In simplest terms it is a journey to find yourself, to connect yourself with your Lord, to elevate above the low grounds of physical being and achieve balance with your spiritual being. “Wah arafa nafsa wah arafa rabah”- To know yourself is to know your Lord- Hajj is exactly that, such simple words but such a large feat to accomplish. Not only is the seeking difficult but also breaking away from all our attachments of the world and society we know, to let go and detach, to become dead to the world we leave behind on our journey in order to bring to life the soul we choke each day through the “muck” of our rotating mundane lives.Reflections before Hajj-1


Fathers and thier ShotgunsA girl quietly hangs over her upstairs railing, watching with rising anxiety, the scene unfolding below. Her Father is much too calmly speaking about the shotgun in his hands, one that he is taking apart and loading with precise speed. The click of the bullet chamber closing makes both of the observing youth jump.Fathers and thier Shotguns
The boy has stopped wringing his sweating hands and is now trying to discreetly wipe them on his jeans whilst nodding to the mans words with an occasional tight smile.
Later the girl remarks what a gentleman he is and while the boy answers ‘of co


Prologue: POTO FanficThe sun ripples in through the frosty air, snow sparkles like diamonds as it clings to the earth that is slowly coming alive again. A little hand reaches up to leave its mark on the foggy window pane. A woman watches, wearing a gentle smile as she shifts her gaze from the child to the enchanting scene outside. She is Christine Daae’, or as she has been better known for the past ten years: Christine De’Changy. Once known to have great potential and fame in the arts of musical performance, left her career prematurely to live in the country as a dedicated wife and mother. The “Angel of Music” no longer sings; no, she is no angel, not in her ownPrologue: POTO Fanfic
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Thank you, i'm glad you liked it. I'd consider my new works to be much better, but unfortunatly, I can't post it here.
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"The creative person is both more primitive and more cultivated, more destructive and more constructive, a lot madder and a lot saner, than the average person."-- Frank Barron.
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salamualaikum
i'm an egyptian muoslim guy
name is mohannad ....
wow your writing is great
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my illustrations are the key to the world in my head
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"You must do everything yourself." (First rule of Alchemy)
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"What makes us extraordinary, often makes us lonely."
(can't find who said it...)
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(Amelia)!factorial!
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The only problem
with Haiku is that you just
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Thank you
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"What makes us extraordinary, often makes us lonely."
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you have a nice gallery here! mashaallah
.. i love your style of writing! its amazing
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my new gallery: [link]
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"What makes us extraordinary, often makes us lonely."
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"What makes us extraordinary, often makes us lonely."
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on "B&W Ariana" --
I really appreciate it!
Merry Christmas!
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A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.
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"Soli Deo Gloria!"
"Beauty like this will never die."
"Death be not proud!"
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If I take the wings of morning
Dawn-white velvet now unfold
To ride on tinted sunrays
Lifting sleepers, dreams- erase
Banish the dreams that terrify
And night's fantastic company
Keep us from Satan's tryanny
Defend us from unchastity
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Come to chat at #PotterShare.
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"What makes us extraordinary, often makes us lonely."
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you've made my day!!
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A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.
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Drink up sweet decadence.
I can't say no to you,
And I've completely lost myself, and I don't mind.
I can't say no to you.
Shouldn't have let you conquer me completely.
Now I can't let go of this dream.
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