Dear readers, I am finally back. Things have been a tad chaotic as of late, to say the least. I recently moved into a new house. It is a beautiful house, and I have so much to be thankful for. The move is bitter sweet, however, as I had to put my sweet senior cat, Momo to sleep in the midst of the move, due to organ failure. I shall be writing a blog post dedicated to my dearly departed feline friend in the near future to celebrate her life. She gave me ten wonderful years! She was the most loving little cat I have ever seen. All she ever did was love. She is deeply missed.
After a three year long custody battle, I am delighted to say that my little one is finally safe, and home to stay! Three long, grueling years! I am ecstatic! I deeply apologize for my recent absence. I am happy to be back, and look forward to catching up with all of you later this evening. Sending much love your way, dear friends!
Dear readers, as we enter a shining new year, I wish to offer you some words of encouragement. How often do we, as a society, permit the judgements of others to affect our choices? How often do we conform our dreams to fit the expectations of those we hold most dear? How often do we allow the perceived limitations bestowed upon us to ensnare our psyche? How often do we allow said perceived limitations to become reality, denying ourselves the very opportunity to reach our full potential? For how long shall we continue to hide our true light from the world?
Dear friends, I wish to remind you today that YOU are the author of your own life! For far, too long, we have unwittingly permitted the world around us to handle our pen, and write in our Life’s Book. The time is now, to reclaim your pen! Dare to dream! Dare to write the story so many have long deemed to be impossible! You hold the pen; you hold the power. You, and only you, are the author of your life. Happy New Year, my friends. I believe in you. May your dreams come true!
He appears before you when you least expect it. The embodiment of your heart’s deepest longings, you are enchanted. Like a Siren luring her victim with her song, so too are you caught within Death’s grasp. You greedily drink his words from his goblet, so tender and sweet. Enthralled by his promise to fill the void, you are intoxicated […]
via Kiss From Death — A Thomas Point of View
He appears before you when you least expect it. The embodiment of your heart’s deepest longings, you are enchanted. Like a Siren luring her victim with her song, so too are you caught within Death’s grasp. You greedily drink his words from his goblet, so tender and sweet. Enthralled by his promise to fill the void, you are intoxicated by his poison.
Ever so gracefully, the phantom whisks his prey onto the dance floor of twilight’s masquerade. You notice not the talons that dig deeply into your flesh, for you are bewitched. A veil he places over your consciousness, which you gladly accept. Numb to the wounds inflicted are you, as you dance this dance with Death.
Ensnared in his clutches, you desperately cling to idle promises. Weary you become, as your light slowly begins to fade. Once a star burning ever so bright, now a mere ember you are. A shadow of your former self, you feel your spirit drifting away. A mere shell you have now become, and you are dying.
You are drowning, engulfed in despair. Yet, as you struggle to lift your head above the water, you manage to catch a glimpse of the phantom behind the mask. Choose to release yourself from his enchantment, for you hold the power. Give not into his sweet illusion, for it is merely a mirage. I beg you, ignore not the phantom’s true identity. For by doing so, you will be given a kiss from Death.