<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249</id><updated>2011-09-02T11:34:55.880+01:00</updated><category term='Life'/><category term='Chat'/><category term='Icon'/><category term='Manga'/><category term='Videoclips'/><category term='Drawing'/><category term='Pineapple'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Giving It Away'/><category term='Birthday Pictures'/><category term='Works in Progress'/><category term='Largo'/><category term='Pie'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Angst'/><category term='Random banter of the philisophical mind'/><category term='Kitties'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Random-Oranges'/><category term='Random Banter'/><title type='text'>Arc - An Angel Recomposing Carelessness</title><subtitle type='html'>ARC - A blog where I post the art and poetry I create, and sometimes where I rant about the philosophical matters that obstinate inside me and the random occurrences within my life.... Perhaps I will even roughly throw my music preferences at you from time to time C:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-4571147913545838266</id><published>2010-11-08T01:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:56:15.162Z</updated><title type='text'>R0seFlame's Art Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/TNdZxMDbUbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/g6WvRjHt3ts/s1600/R0seFlame1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536992968459375026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/TNdZxMDbUbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/g6WvRjHt3ts/s320/R0seFlame1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-4571147913545838266?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/4571147913545838266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=4571147913545838266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4571147913545838266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4571147913545838266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2010/11/r0seflames-art-contest.html' title='R0seFlame&apos;s Art Contest'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/TNdZxMDbUbI/AAAAAAAAAWU/g6WvRjHt3ts/s72-c/R0seFlame1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-3021764033304483358</id><published>2009-02-07T11:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:34:16.948Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Works in Progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><title type='text'>Various Art Works in Progress ;o;/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SY1t2TEVoTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ngcxW5NVFeA/s1600-h/CollectionofWIPSdone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SY1t2TEVoTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ngcxW5NVFeA/s320/CollectionofWIPSdone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300013116083773746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I'd compile all of my works in progress into one file/picture since I wanted to show someone special what I've been working on recently *o* I have a few other, newer pictures for them ;o;/ Specially for you special person ;v;/ But I'm going to post them once they're finished I think. They're almost done though *w*!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The top left was made on iscribble.com and is somewhat finished. The one to the right of it was also drawn on iscribble, but isn't finished. the one after that is finished too but was mostly just a random sketch ;o;/ I like blue and red together so there may be a lot of blue and dark red coloured pictures posted soon ;v;/ The drawing on the top right should be coloured but I think it still looks good as just lineart ;o; the grey one to the left of it is one in progress that I need to finish the background for and add some more detail to the face and hair yet, my favourite part of painting ;o; the purple one to the left of that is a sketch that ended up having a very nice tail ;o; and to the left of that is a picture I started in ArtRage 2 that I still have to finish. And the pink one middle left is part of something I called Strawberry Pop, but I'm not sure if I'm going to finish it. The big picture below the Strawberry Pop picture is a close-up of the purple and yellow picture to it's right ;o; I really liked colouring this picture. She was supposed to have brown hair, but it turned purple. This picture is finished. C: And finally the bottom right picture is something I started a few days ago, that is slightly different to my normal style but I like using this style too; Mostly lineart-less, with lots of painterly colour. *Q*!! I have a lot to add to the hair and the skin colouring also perhaps a bit of a background too ;o; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that you like these even though some are not finished, I'll be posting them when they are done *o*!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-3021764033304483358?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/3021764033304483358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=3021764033304483358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3021764033304483358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3021764033304483358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2009/02/various-art-works-in-progress-o.html' title='Various Art Works in Progress ;o;/'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SY1t2TEVoTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ngcxW5NVFeA/s72-c/CollectionofWIPSdone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-3409142596835539665</id><published>2009-01-27T09:11:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:44:50.839Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are some of the photos I took on my birthday of various birthday related things, and also some pictures of my dog and it's child ;o;/ I wanted to show a certain someone these so, I hope you enjoy them, my special someone ;v;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QmRLwPZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rk6kN1c8Vto/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QmRLwPZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rk6kN1c8Vto/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295899567700589970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The biggest gift I received ;o; When I woke up it was sitting all magically like this at the end of my bed and it took me a while to notice it, he he. I still have the bow but now I put it in my hair ;v; Can you guess what it is? ;o; I'll be taking pictures of it later also *o*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QmqXfpmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NJKEtIXylOY/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QmqXfpmI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NJKEtIXylOY/s320/DSC00032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295899574460720738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rocking chair companions among christmas wrapping papers ;o; My cat, Wicki-Two, the black cat, and my brothers cat Sassy, the white cat snoozing together ;v; they usually hug each other like this while they nap too. And usually on this rocking chair ;v;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7Qm5qbgrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/It25Avm-ZO0/s1600-h/DSC00107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7Qm5qbgrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/It25Avm-ZO0/s320/DSC00107.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295899578566673074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cake and various candies in bowls *Q* We managed to fit all 16 candles on the cake ;o; and my dad bought creme eggs, Dr pepper and other candies for us to eat ;v; Mushroom is sitting behind the crisp-filled plate, he tried to jump from one chair to the little stool with the crisps on a few times too. He really likes crisps ;v;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QmznCoPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/euY-qpIp8fs/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QmznCoPI/AAAAAAAAAEc/euY-qpIp8fs/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295899576941846770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starry cake with lit candles *Q* *blew them out all in one go* ;v; also, creme egg wrappers ;o; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QnLu6sSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S_4d1nasCb0/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QnLu6sSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/S_4d1nasCb0/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295899583417332002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A slice of the cake which I insisted had a star on ;v;/ It was very yummy too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RVcaykkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zb4TYxebu6k/s1600-h/DSC00130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RVcaykkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Zb4TYxebu6k/s320/DSC00130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295900378170298946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saved these gingerbread men over from Christmas day, when I got a Gingerbread man shaped tin with six little gingerbread men in. I really like their bows ;D; and I still have one to eat ;o;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RVxDSvvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jEOCXEB-COc/s1600-h/DSC00132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RVxDSvvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/jEOCXEB-COc/s320/DSC00132.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295900383708888818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to take a picture of this chocolate yogurt I had ;o; seeing as it was cute and is limited edition *Q* with the little chocolate eggs with a hard candy coating in alongside the melted chocolate yogurt ;v;/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RWD-2gQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pr43ZEXy0LA/s1600-h/DSC00139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RWD-2gQI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pr43ZEXy0LA/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295900388790534402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my dog's child, Mr Brown ;v; He's bigger than her now, and has a cowlick. He's sitting on my bed behind a River Island bag ;o; In this photo you can see his pom-pom tail too ;v; He looks serious but he's easy-going really, he's my mum's dog and she and him are really alike xD :'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RWHRiZRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GQEpD_QKiIM/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RWHRiZRI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GQEpD_QKiIM/s320/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295900389674214674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for some reason I really like the side view of Pekingeses ;o; so cute and squishy like a chibi ;v;/ Mr Brown was looking at my mum in this picture also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RV_2MDrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xGxBLawBka0/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7RV_2MDrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/xGxBLawBka0/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295900387680456370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Koumia again ;o; Looking serious too, she was about to woof in this picture because she could hear dogs outside, she never usually woofs unless she hears other doggies or a loud noise though ;v; Also, grinch feet ;o;/!! She was sitting on my bed and it was really late/early when she decided to start woofing a bit ;v;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7WtxV7CtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UYftAtJgrlA/s1600-h/DSC00145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7WtxV7CtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UYftAtJgrlA/s320/DSC00145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295906293662026450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is Koumia sleeping with her tongue out ;o; I caught a photo of her when she was snoring like a waffle on my bed again ;v;/ She usually sticks her tongue out when she falls asleep and then if you wake her up she hides it again ;o;!! In this picture you can see her tail and her little grinch feets again *Q*!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Rae-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-3409142596835539665?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/3409142596835539665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=3409142596835539665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3409142596835539665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3409142596835539665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-pictures.html' title='Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7QmRLwPZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rk6kN1c8Vto/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-5532644212421084343</id><published>2009-01-22T19:13:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:11:23.451Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Christmas Time Photos ;v;/</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm feeling a bit lonely this morning so I thought I'd do something I was supposed to do a while ago and post these Christmas pictures : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjObKFKidI/AAAAAAAAADU/G1oqHlXhLcc/s320/DSC00001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294208327931824594" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a picture of my dog, Koumia sitting under somewhat of a vine of sprouts ;v;/ This photo was taken on christmas day and I rather like it C: also my dad is exhibiting a sprout in this picture, and I think those plastic bags had other food type things in them ;o;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjObVubT7I/AAAAAAAAADc/goR2IrVOiic/s1600-h/DSC00008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjObVubT7I/AAAAAAAAADc/goR2IrVOiic/s320/DSC00008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294208331057680306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A photo I took under the table before eating christmas dinner of the bag I carry around with all of my favourite things in ;v;/ My brother bought it for me at a manga type stall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjObxB9lRI/AAAAAAAAADk/JcwgQoF_s8I/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjObxB9lRI/AAAAAAAAADk/JcwgQoF_s8I/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294208338387375378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The puppy who I call Puppu ;v;.. even though my brother named him Zeaboff.  He's being all playful here so he kept moving around making the photo all blurry xD;; *was battling with him* ;o;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjOb5jDF4I/AAAAAAAAADs/0W_qpMzJUBI/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjOb5jDF4I/AAAAAAAAADs/0W_qpMzJUBI/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294208340673632130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All three puppies on a couch arm :'D Puppu first, then Toots the little girl puppy ;v; and Mushroom on the end xD He kept falling off the couch because he wanted to run around. Oh and there hiding thinking I didn't catch him in this photo is my brother :'D He was keeping the puppies occupied so I could take some un-blurry pictures. "No I don't need any blur sir /ovo/" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjOcYLNHhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p2gT3fGOz9U/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjOcYLNHhI/AAAAAAAAAD0/p2gT3fGOz9U/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294208348895125010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last picture from Christmas day this one of Koumia waving her tongue around ;v;/ She kept moving around when the camera made the photo taking noise, he he. My mum is holding her here C: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7N9Q2_ZZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/J0LFwKe8cmI/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SX7N9Q2_ZZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/J0LFwKe8cmI/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295896664215610770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is a somewhat blurry photo of the Christmas tree ;o; the room to the right is the kitchen, and to the left is my brothers room xD I like the lights on the Christmas tree best ;o; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More photos to come ;v;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-5532644212421084343?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/5532644212421084343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=5532644212421084343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5532644212421084343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5532644212421084343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-time-photos-v.html' title='Christmas Time Photos ;v;/'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SXjObKFKidI/AAAAAAAAADU/G1oqHlXhLcc/s72-c/DSC00001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-6081025568273609383</id><published>2009-01-20T19:41:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:48:18.157Z</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So. It was my birthday last week ;o; So I am now 16 C: Did some magical things, and enjoyed some cake ;o; pictures of which I will show later :'D I missed a certain someone though ;o; *wanted to share her cake with them* I have some other photos too that I should be putting on my computer and them posting here soon. I want to show some of the cute gifts I got too ;o; really quaint things with lots of red *Q*!! I also took some photos of some sour candies I got for christmas.. I really liked them so ;o; wanted to take pictures of their cuteness before eating them xD:; he he. ;v; I got some gummy bears and a sour sea creature shaped foam-gum that was very cute ;v; so I almost didn't eat them. xD :'D But they were very good *Q* I have some pictures of my dog with some sprouts too that I'll probably post soon ;v;/ So yes eventually there will be photos here C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rae&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-6081025568273609383?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/6081025568273609383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=6081025568273609383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6081025568273609383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6081025568273609383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-4576707097843414413</id><published>2009-01-07T20:43:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:49:03.447Z</updated><title type='text'>Disney Music</title><content type='html'>I've been sort of humming a song today.. A song I thought I didn't remember, seeing as it's from a film I saw a long time ago, and used to watch quite often. Someone special, you know who you are ;v;/ makes me think of this song... And it's a song that really meant something even when I was younger, and didn't really understand every word in the song. But the imagery that went with the song was really.. Special. And now I find it means even more because I understand it more. I'm not going to say what the song is called, but It's about someone special and the bond that you have with that person, and how strong that bond is. ;o; and it might have been a Disney movie but ;o; they tend to be quite marvelous in themselves. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-4576707097843414413?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/4576707097843414413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=4576707097843414413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4576707097843414413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4576707097843414413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2009/01/disney-music.html' title='Disney Music'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-4362003273099757935</id><published>2009-01-05T23:54:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:07:25.608Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videoclips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Hello : D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SWKgUKbXYeI/AAAAAAAAADE/iOenvTE-vMk/s1600-h/BlueSky.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SWKgUKbXYeI/AAAAAAAAADE/iOenvTE-vMk/s400/BlueSky.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287965180743344610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well. Here we are in 2009, he he. C: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have many pictures to post from christmas/new year photo taking ;o; and some new poetry and writing type things that someone inspired me to write. I might also start posting some art here again.. But just a few things, maybe works in progress. Or things with some sort of deep meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've taken quite a few pictures of the puppies, and all the other animals, and some video recordings of them and other things that I happened to capture over the holiday with my new phone ;o; which is blue xD and is quite good for taking photographs and recording sound/video. I'd been looking for a phone that was a good music player and I think the phone I received works magically for that. I've been drawing much more now, too. Since my tablet has started working again, though still in quite a dodgy manner. I'm feeling much better too, with my back and things, just starting to properly get back into being bouncy again xD:; I received some other marvelous things for christmas and new year too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have so many things I want to say as of recently. But sometimes I get really nervous and can't work out how to say things. I should just say whatever words come to mind when I'm thinking I suppose. Been really cold here too, colder than it usually is in winter anyway. But I've been doing more things so haven't really noticed it terribly when busy. xD;; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So yes. I am much more well than I have been, but still in need of a little more rest I'd say. Will be posting pictures, photos, Video/audio recordings and new poetry possibly in the next few days, if not tomorrow. C: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And also, the picture at the top of this post is from something I am currently working on after being inspired by someone's magical words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Rae-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-4362003273099757935?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/4362003273099757935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=4362003273099757935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4362003273099757935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4362003273099757935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-d.html' title='Hello : D'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SWKgUKbXYeI/AAAAAAAAADE/iOenvTE-vMk/s72-c/BlueSky.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-2083335958849864930</id><published>2008-08-28T20:29:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T21:27:15.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'>August</title><content type='html'>Today is a special day for me and my honey x3 &lt;3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm making something special *v*!! x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been drawing C: mostly pencil drawings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have drawings to post C: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;drawing updates will be posted as clumps. C: &lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-2083335958849864930?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/2083335958849864930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=2083335958849864930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/2083335958849864930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/2083335958849864930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/08/august.html' title='August'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-1310785887765042198</id><published>2008-06-29T03:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T03:11:49.974+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Personality Type: The Harmony-Seeking Idealist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ipersonic.com/type/HI.html"&gt;Your Personality Type: The Harmony-Seeking Idealist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-1310785887765042198?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/1310785887765042198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=1310785887765042198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/1310785887765042198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/1310785887765042198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/06/your-personality-type-harmony-seeking.html' title='Your Personality Type: The Harmony-Seeking Idealist'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-8397510446446137715</id><published>2008-05-06T23:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:49:02.502+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Icon'/><title type='text'>Lil avvie C:!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SCDgPHlBhAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gGK2UaNMLOo/s1600-h/Bluefoxavvatar1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SCDgPHlBhAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gGK2UaNMLOo/s320/Bluefoxavvatar1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197400520322548738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-8397510446446137715?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/8397510446446137715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=8397510446446137715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/8397510446446137715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/8397510446446137715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/05/lil-avvie-c.html' title='Lil avvie C:!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/SCDgPHlBhAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/gGK2UaNMLOo/s72-c/Bluefoxavvatar1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-1613731232011737030</id><published>2008-03-15T16:20:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-15T17:17:22.923Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kitties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Kitties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some pictures of my cats *v*!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9v4K0LG25I/AAAAAAAAABw/rJwV-_x3oSA/s1600-h/Photo+1526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9v4K0LG25I/AAAAAAAAABw/rJwV-_x3oSA/s320/Photo+1526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178005061280127890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Dulci my mums cat C: ...And my lunch in front of her xD;;; ^^^^^^^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9v3gULG24I/AAAAAAAAABo/jfs9k5zYJBw/s1600-h/MagicKitty.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9v3gULG24I/AAAAAAAAABo/jfs9k5zYJBw/s320/MagicKitty.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178004331135687554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A reasonable picture of Magic kitty *w* She's very fussy so it's difficult to get her to sit/stand still for photos and the like ;o; *had to hold her still* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-1613731232011737030?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/1613731232011737030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=1613731232011737030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/1613731232011737030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/1613731232011737030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/03/kitties.html' title='Kitties'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9v4K0LG25I/AAAAAAAAABw/rJwV-_x3oSA/s72-c/Photo+1526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-7548718508608769005</id><published>2008-03-15T00:47:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:25:09.941Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Giver's Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c688986388b30540" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc688986388b30540%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524716%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4292F264A49C5621E831AC7480D60D5F9828794D.59851873A49E57EA6F383BCD9988E5E5C50C537F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc688986388b30540%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr0A9xoRNAlfkysNKOkoX41p6r_Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc688986388b30540%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524716%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4292F264A49C5621E831AC7480D60D5F9828794D.59851873A49E57EA6F383BCD9988E5E5C50C537F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc688986388b30540%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr0A9xoRNAlfkysNKOkoX41p6r_Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another random song ;o; much more horrible than the last.. I tried adding random music stuff to the background though 8D;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lyrics: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was that day when you dreamt you could,&lt;br /&gt;But the world just wasn't ready to let you,&lt;br /&gt;Let you out, let you out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world turned black and your face bloomed red,&lt;br /&gt;A flower in the desert,&lt;br /&gt;But they're all dead.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a sign on your forehead&lt;br /&gt;But you never knew what it said,&lt;br /&gt;What it said,&lt;br /&gt;And to this day,&lt;br /&gt;You still don't know where it came from.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was that day that you dreamt that you could,&lt;br /&gt;But the world just wasn't ready to listen,&lt;br /&gt;Listen to me, listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew you were gonna get up,&lt;br /&gt;But you knew you were gonna fall down,&lt;br /&gt;You had a gun to your left and a match to your right,&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't know which was true.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the angels they sang,&lt;br /&gt;Like an angel might sing,&lt;br /&gt;But you had a feeling the devil,&lt;br /&gt;Was coming outta that spring,&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know there was that day that you dreamt you could,&lt;br /&gt;But the world just wasn't ready to dream too.&lt;br /&gt;Lost in thought, lost in thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the water ways opened,&lt;br /&gt;And the saints they filed on through,&lt;br /&gt;You had nothing to lose,&lt;br /&gt;But the world you left in ruins.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world turned black and your face bloomed red,&lt;br /&gt;A flower in the desert,&lt;br /&gt;But they're all dead.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ah, ah. (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you woke,&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't take a breath,&lt;br /&gt;Had to get up and get it outta your head,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz now you know, now you know that you can.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know that you can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-7548718508608769005?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c688986388b30540&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/7548718508608769005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=7548718508608769005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7548718508608769005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7548718508608769005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/03/givers-birds.html' title='Giver&apos;s Birds'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-6366281273881878725</id><published>2008-03-02T16:20:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:36:07.519Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Banter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><title type='text'>Piie?</title><content type='html'>Ug. Today I feel really lonely. All of these weirdly upsetting songs keep coming on the radio xDD which I'm only listening to because I can't think of anything else good to listen to/watch ;; Although I have found a lot of good songs on this one radio channel~~~ although, most of them like totally don't exist on youtube; I guess they're not popular yet xDD;; It seems lately a lot has been happening.. Changing.. Evolving.. Got a date for surgery too.. And a plan, I hope I can keep to it and recover quickly for it! ;o;/ I'm really excited.. But also really upset.. About more than the surgery.. About something else too. I've got a hospital appointment on Tuesday, apparently it's going to last the whole day, so, packed lunches are go! *v* - I'm really freaked out about it xDD:; tests~~~~~ Right noaw I'm missing someone special ;w; And I've just noticed that it's quite sunny outside.. *sigh* I've been drawing lots though~ I've been really inspired recently, by my special someone*w*~  He he.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also! On my last visit to the hospital I saw the most adorable little golden/white teddy bear *o* it's so cute~~~ I want it xDDD It gave me a good idea for something I want to do/give someone in a few months.. &gt;w&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also lately I haven't seen Lindsu around much.. Which is bad D: Get online noaw Lindsu Egg!!!!!!~ ;; ho ho owo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now back to cging~ C:~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But first a paintchat Rae chibi: Pie~~~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R8rlC0uWZHI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZAtHoITn4a8/s320/PchatRae-RaePie.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173198958663984242" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-6366281273881878725?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/6366281273881878725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=6366281273881878725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6366281273881878725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6366281273881878725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/03/piie.html' title='Piie?'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R8rlC0uWZHI/AAAAAAAAABY/ZAtHoITn4a8/s72-c/PchatRae-RaePie.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-6201710721101299760</id><published>2008-02-09T23:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-09T23:41:46.189Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Little Wishing Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b4e6d39d87fa58c6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4e6d39d87fa58c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524716%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FD47A920986144E3CCECE0483D89773651E27FF.57A1328E2C1D86CCC3EC8BB7FECC60CB81C84CA1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4e6d39d87fa58c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0KeIO-gUsUR0jll6iEmPIow9eaQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db4e6d39d87fa58c6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331524716%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FD47A920986144E3CCECE0483D89773651E27FF.57A1328E2C1D86CCC3EC8BB7FECC60CB81C84CA1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db4e6d39d87fa58c6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0KeIO-gUsUR0jll6iEmPIow9eaQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I recorded myself singing something I wrote today, mainly so I won't forget the way I sung it the first time.. Sadly I don't have an instrumental to go with it though ;u;/ So for now it shall be without such additions 8D;;; Maybe when I get my keyboard and stuffz to work with Garageband I can make one.. That's an extreme maybe of course.. C': And maybe I'll make a better audio recording of it.. When my voice isn't sounding so grainy ;w; *grainy voiced like a pebble* Anyway.. O: I made it into a little video type thing -3- Even though you only see one picture throughout &gt;8DDDD *evil* But anyway yes, I had to pick one picture of myself to use.. Out of over a thousand D: *takes too many photos* I guess this is my favourite photo.. Well, maybe, I have several favourites XD;; I guess the boredom of Saturday afternoons has effected me after all ;;; *Enjoys echoing* C:&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I almost forgot D: the lyrics: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew the answers,&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew them now,&lt;br /&gt;I need a little bit of wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;To get me back on solid ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen forward,&lt;br /&gt;I've been twirled around,&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm not quite sure&lt;br /&gt;Which way is up&lt;br /&gt;And which is down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please,&lt;br /&gt;If you would, do tell me this,&lt;br /&gt;Are you still listening?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, listen here my little wishing star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lonely lately,&lt;br /&gt;I've had nothing to say,&lt;br /&gt;Oh won't you,&lt;br /&gt;Let me have my way,&lt;br /&gt;At least for a little while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you're only thinking of me,&lt;br /&gt;But don't you have to think of others too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not unique in this world,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a 'selling point',&lt;br /&gt;All I have is my heart to give you,&lt;br /&gt;All I am is my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how it wants to carry you,&lt;br /&gt;How it wants to see,&lt;br /&gt;But only my eyes can do that,&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart often tells me otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the only one to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Enjoy C:~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-6201710721101299760?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b4e6d39d87fa58c6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/6201710721101299760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=6201710721101299760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6201710721101299760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6201710721101299760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/02/singular-polarity.html' title='Little Wishing Star'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-6091876746642615833</id><published>2008-02-03T16:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:58:07.947Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Vermin Exterminator at my Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So maybe it's all going down the nick? Or at least I am. It was really at the end of the year before last that I knew I wouldn't be able to keep this up.. And at the time, I thought 'this' was the continuing to be alone and the like.. But... I still feel as though something needs to change, I'm still anxious, though a great deal less than I was before.. It's still there.. The fear and the loneliness.. Helplessness that I can't help but let wash over me.. I feel a great sadness eating at my insides.. Disfiguring the only lungs I have to breath. But I'm not really sure if I'm empty or full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I've lost any motivation I ever possessed, I can't even remember what it feels like to be motivated to get up and do something. So uninspired, and the only thing that keeps me doing things is my drawing.. And my writing, that's all I do now, draw and write.. I have so many things to say, but I worry that I'm making a big deal out of nothing all the time, maybe I am too dramatic? I mean, it's not like it works for me, but it's what I am, friendships mean so much to me.. They are my fine wine and cheese. I can't just brush off everything as if it's a blade of grass on my muddy knee. This is like a battle, for every move you make, I make an equally disturbing retaliation. And if you don't like it, then you can jolly well go home to your crumpets and tea; No loss here.. I hope. I know I enjoy control, manipulation is something I employ on a daily basis, but I can be reasonable too.. I am sure.. But these raging rivers, they block out my screams. I always think, well, when we are chatting, it's you and me, no one else, no one else exists in that moment, in that confined box, only the keyboard matters, and nothing is out of the question. I wish you could see my secret enthusiasm.. My gestures, my life. Maybe then you would see that it's not just a game to me. It's all very real to me.. my life is very real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And now it seems, there are a lot of things, that just don't feel right anymore. People won't listen; Maybe that's a bit more of a general sweep than I should put on it.. I think there is someone I need to call. But does he ever pick up? Hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I feel as if I need to say something.. But the words have ran away already, tired of waiting for my lips to form them into real sounds; Tired of me. I've been advised to do something.. But I'm worried it'll lose me something I need. I don't want to lose yet again, not like this. I need a certain someone to hear me out, even though I don't know what I could possibly say to justify my idiocy; My stupid feelings are truly indecently placed. Would it be okay to say I'm not worthy? Because I cannot stop myself from feeling what I feel.. I can't render myself feelingless, unlike some marvelous whimsical people out there it seems. I've tried to be there, as much as I can, but, someone is still sleeping.. I don't think they see it. I care deeply for them, even though they make me hate them so, all in the same instance they once inspired happiness, but now I'm left with tear stained cheeks. I need something to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But anyway a poem I managed to write.. Which I like C: ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So pointless in your eyes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They have no purpose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think that's what you mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am irrelevant and all that I feel is unreal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shot down for satisfaction not for pros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kill the carpenter that made me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Shoot them dead and down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lay them on the table, all them souls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And watch them leak gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like a vermin exterminator in my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everything is gone and lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How do I begin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If the end is already breaking the door down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pointless and surreal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Closing my eyes I take a deep breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I want to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are no comforting shoulders here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A marching army,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Into the battle field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I want to speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But my mouth is gagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought you were everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I needed to be guided by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But as I sit here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Feeling that cold stare that refuses to lift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I realize something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You can't understand it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't even think you could feel it even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're not like me at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Unacceptable, maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Believing there is strength in this withered shell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I crack, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I break and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chip away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You make me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know how to do anything else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So shoot me dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To the floor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't get up for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hope I stop crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aren't you the one who should care too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aren't you real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Truly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't feel it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dead and tear stained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But no longer crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Memories fade gently in a flickering light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A burning heart lost,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A mind wasted on blind eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You make me cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-6091876746642615833?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/6091876746642615833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=6091876746642615833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The Hero - I don't die</title><content type='html'>I've been wondering why I feel so empty as of late.. Makes me wonder why I continue.. And then I thought.. "Well who is it who is my 'guardian angel' anyway? And where the hell have they got to? Missed the train maybe? D:' I'm not sure if a 'guardian angel' can be any one real person.. There are a lot of people who have helped me throughout my life.. And people who have hurt me, but in effect have helped me to learn something for the future.. I know who I would like to say is my one, 'guardian angel' kind of figure person.. But. I wouldn't want to throw such a responsibility of taking care of my craziness on any one person. -3- Ultimately I think they know who they are already O: ;D Ho ho. They make me happy 8'D It's nice to be able to forget about the troubles in life that we all have and just be.. Free from our metaphorical chains of realism for a while.. To dance with our bare feet touching the sand.. To lay in the grass of a well cultivated friendship. To have fun. Sometimes it's really good to catch up with the old friends too, the treasured, long time folks you know and love; The special people you keep in your heart will always be the people who are there for you. As you are there for them in turn. I am grateful for all of those special people I know who make me smile and laugh C: Know that you people are te awesomez ;D!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. Some more poetry has arrived for those of you that read this 8D! Maybe I will write more about said 'hero' later O:!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This poem is about several things.. Mashed together I guess O: Because.. A long while ago I knew someone who made me realise that forever doesn't really mean 'for ever'.. And that makes me weary of going into anything that's supposed to be 'forever' or really trusting anything or anyone who believes in 'forever'.. I guess. I just.. I don't really like to say 'forever'.. It's also about feeling as if the person/thing which is protecting you is slipping away, or indeed wanting them to come back.. That feeling of safety and security, I remember it.. Well, I think I do. That's what the hero is.. I think. The personification of 'safety'. One time last year I felt really insecure.. And I was reading a book at the time, and all I wanted to do was stay within it's pages.. I was so scared of the real world. Because I had no one at the time, I knew that my heart was about to be broken, you know, like.. You know you're going to get burned just before the water hits your hand.. But you can't do anything but stand there and wait for it to happen. I waited for a while. But the wait only made things worse when it actually happened... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around that time I was really down and angry and quiet and upset, I didn't have anyone to talk to about anything.. To fix the wrongs that had been made.. I didn't know how to mend it. Even now I would like an end to it, I don't feel as if the end has really happened, the book isn't closed yet.. I'd like it to close, because, even if they were willing to go back to what we were before, which they won't, that I know, I would never be able to. The trust has been broken.. The seal opened and the cookie eaten, it can never get back to what it once was, ever again. But that's okay. I learnt something from it.. I really did.  I just hope I can protect myself better in the future.. I know I deserve all the pain I get; But they deserve whatever they get too. I hope they are doing well anyhow. XD I guess at that time I just felt alone, I pretty much set myself on lockdown. That was the first time I had felt this way.. Never before had I felt so terrible inside.. Like my heart was rotting inside of me; My insides were dying... And then my life screeched to a halt.. A really painfully long skid to it actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I cried all of my tears over those, what? 6 months was it? Something like that. But there never comes a day when I don't feel the pain of it all; At first everything reminded me of this special person, absolutely everything, I couldn't open my eyes and scream without seeing something that reminded me of them.. I think of them less so now.. I just accept it, after all thats all you can do; Accept and move on I suppose. It's funny really, recently I thought "Well, what does their voice sound like anyway? I.. I can't remember" Because I can't.. I really can't remember what they sound like.. But I know that person I knew, doesn't really exist anymore anyway, the memories of them I hold within me, they're just old versions of the present, none existent dreams, nightmares, flashes.. I never thought I would last this long.. But I still feel the same way I did back in September.. I feel as if something has to change, 'Something gotta give' comes to mind.. It really has. I just don't know what yet. I don't feel as if I am 'living' right now.. I'm just waiting here on stand-by. Anyway. I'll stop rambling now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Hero - I don't die:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This feeling,&lt;br /&gt;I do not recall,&lt;br /&gt;I know I've felt it before,&lt;br /&gt;But that was a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so scared of forever now,&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of 'always',&lt;br /&gt;It 'always' ends in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh won't you prove me wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die.&lt;br /&gt;don't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think&lt;br /&gt;I can take care of myself,&lt;br /&gt;I'm unsafe,&lt;br /&gt;You gotta' stop me from falling again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stupid,&lt;br /&gt;I do what I know I shouldn't;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still misguided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no faith,&lt;br /&gt;Just the none existent current,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling me forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe,&lt;br /&gt;While my eyes can see&lt;br /&gt;This deception&lt;br /&gt;Right in front of my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Don't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you;&lt;br /&gt;You are the only thing&lt;br /&gt;Guiding me&lt;br /&gt;Home;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My glimpse at the truth.&lt;br /&gt;A lie within in which to lay my head at night;&lt;br /&gt;My invisible safe house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My anchor is here in you,&lt;br /&gt;Though it may seem impossible.&lt;br /&gt;You are my shield,&lt;br /&gt;My angel, guarding me,&lt;br /&gt;Silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever stop existing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing me blows of my own,&lt;br /&gt;Trouble I need,&lt;br /&gt;But you keep me out of the bad storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Thankyou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't what I would do-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an adventure,&lt;br /&gt;In this game,&lt;br /&gt;You play the hero;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I call out your name,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone,&lt;br /&gt;When I'm lonely.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;I call out your name;&lt;br /&gt;You are the hero;&lt;br /&gt;So don't leave now,&lt;br /&gt;Don't go yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game isn't over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't die.&lt;br /&gt;I won't die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you&lt;br /&gt;Go home,&lt;br /&gt;Your home is here,&lt;br /&gt;With me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the heavy rain,&lt;br /&gt;Washing me downhill.&lt;br /&gt;The rays of your sunshine;&lt;br /&gt;They bring the warmth back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my bones,&lt;br /&gt;In my soul,&lt;br /&gt;On my mind,&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My door is open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't die,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please,&lt;br /&gt;Don't,&lt;br /&gt;Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game isn't over;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..So just remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-7948255136639281887?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/7948255136639281887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=7948255136639281887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7948255136639281887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7948255136639281887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/01/hero-i-dont-die.html' title='The Hero - I don&apos;t die'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-4495147879668460065</id><published>2008-01-12T17:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:25:59.367Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Banter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giving It Away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>The Rope</title><content type='html'>I've been very.. Well. There are decisions to be made,&lt;div&gt;there are moves to be played, and a whole lot of pain to be felt; I imagine anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news I wrote a poem today, I saw something, and, I had to write this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT (Monday 14th January 2008, 18:25) : My birthday went well ;DD It was funz~~~ I feel somewhat better today 8D!.. That is all x3 All this down here is irrelevant ;D o3o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I hope it will clear a few things up for someone... Because I don't know where I stand with them any longer... And my method of rectifying such things on my own is cowardly D: I wrote this while listening to part of a song called 'This Way" |3;;;; And yes I am upset and mad again D: *phail* I hope I don't feel like this tomorrow D8;;; *my birthday is tomorrow* Any day but then. XD;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always wonder why I fling myself into things that end up killing me inside D: I give things away too easily it seems.. Show too much; Give away the weakness. Let the words pour deep inside of my heart, and then I freeze up.. I don't pay attention in any way that would benefit me.. And then. Then I am lacking in answers.. I have no fight in me. I better go get some.. Looks like I'll need it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strike&gt;But it only happens every so often.. The people that mean the most to me... I.. Somehow push away/lose.. Am I incapable of being happy? Why must I be so clingy and controlling D: And it always seems it's my fault.. I guess that's because it is. YOU HAVE TO STOP ME NOW; IF IT MEANS ANYTHING; I NEED YOU TO TELL ME. I really mean that. Do I really have to do things I'll regret? *overreacts* Crazy caps lock thar ;w;/ I don't think I'm in a good place right now \;3;/ *in need of hugs* Shhhhhh~ ;'DDD&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Rope: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing still;&lt;br /&gt;Is the war over yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I care if I win or lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;Just so long as it pleases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The background noise flitters in and out,&lt;br /&gt;The seas vicious waves;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping me out to sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the tide will come back in,&lt;br /&gt;That I am certain of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Do you control these,&lt;br /&gt;Happenings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unmoving,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an irrelevant battle of wit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You build upon what you've got.&lt;br /&gt;And I will watch silently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless retorts in a fruitless land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning the words and the lies;&lt;br /&gt;Off by heart,&lt;br /&gt;I know your lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no crosses to me,&lt;br /&gt;Our paths are broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have been for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still willing to fix them?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still willing to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;Close my mouth&lt;br /&gt;And leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got passive,&lt;br /&gt;It got easy,&lt;br /&gt;It got harder not to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got reluctant and secretly seething,&lt;br /&gt;Or not so secretly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you stop breathing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to imagine that somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere within you,&lt;br /&gt;There is a caring soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have not seen it,&lt;br /&gt;I have seen tyranny; yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that does not equal the compassion&lt;br /&gt;Trying to escape from within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;I stop standing in your wake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the best man win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the best woman got your back now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lips,&lt;br /&gt;They will not purse for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not shed a tear upon this empty..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could give me a sign,&lt;br /&gt;Making it obvious,&lt;br /&gt;If you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight forward denial;&lt;br /&gt;It has to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can an army function,&lt;br /&gt;With a captain that's asleep;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can our bodies listen,&lt;br /&gt;Without the technical input of nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can our hearts beat&lt;br /&gt;With nothing to breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop me now and maybe I'll start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;Someone pull me back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;I stop moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the wall you have assisted in building;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you stop breathing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a sign here,&lt;br /&gt;Anything to identify the right move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game of chess is dwindling;&lt;br /&gt;Finish the game with the move only you can make.&lt;br /&gt;Finish me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a sign here,&lt;br /&gt;Anything to peer,&lt;br /&gt;Into the gloss of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;I walk out with my arms folded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know about my perfume,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know about my red lips,&lt;br /&gt;You really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think you grasp what you're losing here;&lt;br /&gt;Take a sip-&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you'll like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you listen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say you should take me seriously;&lt;br /&gt;Or not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;Ruffle up sleeves&lt;br /&gt;And turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can have your way now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you suspect this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking,&lt;br /&gt;What will you say now?&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go?&lt;br /&gt;Who will you go with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An empty ideal,&lt;br /&gt;but I wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;I realise now,&lt;br /&gt;You are not an object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many uanswered questions,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping in too deep;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning is a probable possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what you've lost,&lt;br /&gt;I hope it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I mean nothing;&lt;br /&gt;Because I wouldn't want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;If I meant something,&lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't even say what you mean and meant to me;&lt;br /&gt;That would only be to promote guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a war,&lt;br /&gt;You obviously think you are in charge of.&lt;br /&gt;Am I that predictable?&lt;br /&gt;Reading me as I speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have read thousands of others;&lt;br /&gt;Books I shall keep,&lt;br /&gt;Though the covers are worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read a closed book?&lt;br /&gt;I know I've tried,&lt;br /&gt;And you know how that went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you are making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the other options offer in my place;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what the point of this debate is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't feel like waiting,&lt;br /&gt;It's hurting already.&lt;br /&gt;I jumped in too quickly,&lt;br /&gt;And now I am burnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mark always on me.&lt;br /&gt;Your words always in me,&lt;br /&gt;Covering my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Littering the corridors;&lt;br /&gt;The luggage I leave with,&lt;br /&gt;The luggage I take away,&lt;br /&gt;The things I leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I making a mistake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please inform me if I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whoevers benefit;&lt;br /&gt;For yours at least,&lt;br /&gt;Or others you care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll give you a moment to think this through."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gesturing to the leather seat&lt;br /&gt;In front of a rather dark desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Will you sit down?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And watch you carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background noise of shuffling paper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is a factory you know." -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A factory of ideals;&lt;br /&gt;Of beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes move to the seagulls,&lt;br /&gt;Calling their shrieks in the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why who would want to fly now?!"&lt;br /&gt;Gesturing arms in the air,&lt;br /&gt;"The exaggerated freedom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green eyes look up conveying incredulity,&lt;br /&gt;But I look away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop talking;&lt;div&gt;Oh, aren't I just awful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you've lost me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not following you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leading my own way through these trees;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to you.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would have.. Stayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And no I'm not giving up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You request treason,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'll hand it to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Punish me as you will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop me this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone please stop me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stop talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you know how to reach me,&lt;br /&gt;If ever needs be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-4495147879668460065?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/4495147879668460065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=4495147879668460065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4495147879668460065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4495147879668460065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-very.html' title='The Rope'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-6989042165335582893</id><published>2007-12-25T10:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:01:49.457Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas with the Gov - Uh. That would be me.</title><content type='html'>Well here we are, Christmas day has finally arrived 8D... Too soon if you ask me. This year has gone so quickly D': I almost want it back from the beginning 8D;;;;;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now.. Ur.. What did I get for christmas.. Uh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuff 8D - I enjoy clothing items .w. XDD:;;; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Various chocolates.. - I really like toblerones.. 8DDDD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Some purple shoes.. 8D - Because purple wins~! ;D/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Purple gloves 8DD - Such big fluffy gloveeyyyssss~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Blue tights~~~ 8DD!! - Well, navy blue.. \:3/ - They're quite magical 8DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Drawing pencils.. 8DDD - all the way from 6B to 4H ;w;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Lots of copic marker pens!!! 8DDD!!! - Honey and coral are the best \;w;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Copic marker paper.. - I just finished scribbling on it -3-|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Doodle bear - Because I'm secretly a cute little girl ;w;/ Luff me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) A cowboy like shoulder bag thingy~ Soooo many tassels~ x3/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) A manga type dress - I look like a little sailor in it .w./ Blue and white and all too x'3! With a little bow at the front ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) A marvelously Governor type coat 8D! - They say it's brown, but it's really a dusty orange .3./ I think it's awesome \;D;/ Now I need to find somewhere to go wearing it ;w;/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) some CD's 8DDD I really wanted these~ The Editors album, and that weird one called 'Hand Built by Robots'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Also, some pink pj's :3 with checkered pj bottoms 8D;; - Pink ftw~ Well, a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... What I really wanted was my honey ;w;/~ Maybe next year? ;'D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please? .w./&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up at half 5 D: I'm like, so sleepy, I only slept for an hour D':/ *cries* XD; But it's okay, I have magical sweets to eat~ Also, my brother got a laptop D: We can now chat~ 8DD Over msn~ While in the same room.. O: XDD:;;; He has webcam ;w; You must talk to him noaw~ I wonder if he has a mic.. DDDD: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. *drinks tea while watching Simpsons movie* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-6989042165335582893?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/6989042165335582893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=6989042165335582893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6989042165335582893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6989042165335582893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-with-gov-uh-that-would-be-me.html' title='Christmas with the Gov - Uh. That would be me.'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-458548998130481032</id><published>2007-12-19T18:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:04:43.039Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hmm.. So.. Some random lyrics.. Because I feel lonely today.. Like every other day, without you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stereophonics - Maybe Tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It seems like I've got to wait forever..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've just got to be patient.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just got to wait..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta wait to be in your arms..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I understand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only seem to get longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and longer....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't turn on the tv now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;without hearing something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing something that reminds me of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my heart aches,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cuz I miss you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for every moment I am away from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I hear your voice,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the trouble, all the worry is forgotten,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and all that matters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is your voice again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear things.. And words that reminds me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta wait for these things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got to be patient now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm crazy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one else matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you so badly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever I can't hear you talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you so badly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just want to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where I belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In your arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanna go home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I gotta wait for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the days go on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I can't wait,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I know I'll have to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotta wait some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stereophonics - Not up to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a confusing place we live in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things happen,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what would've happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you hadn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happened to be there then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for all the gifts I've been given,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are the gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have spent many nights before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dreaming of..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;praying for..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as I thought that I would be alone forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You happened to enter the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I'm not alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you make me the happiest I've been in..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think of how wonderful you are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how lucky I am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stereophonics - A thousand trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can stand behind the watch tower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can hide from all of this light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I cannot run away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am mesmorised by the sight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'll hide behind the watch tower,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with gun powder in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll hide behind the watch tower,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and you will never find me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-458548998130481032?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/458548998130481032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=458548998130481032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/458548998130481032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/458548998130481032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-8403719082933113232</id><published>2007-12-17T16:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:12:58.006Z</updated><title type='text'>Automated Linguistic Chat Robot 8D</title><content type='html'>Poisoned Angel: we're gonna follow you, we're gonna solve that mystery~&lt;br /&gt;alice: Do you think I am gonna follow me we are gonna solve that mystery too?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: of course 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: Ayuh. Do you laugh or cry more than other people?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: The trail leads back to you.&lt;br /&gt;alice: I have never heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: would you like a scooby snack? 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: It doesn't sound fun to me. Can we get back to business?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: this is your business 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: You don't say.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: Sometimes I wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;alice: I hope that your dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: as does the world 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: Do you mean your name is does the world 8D ?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: maybe 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: Perhaps. What time is it there?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: a time that you are yet to sit within 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: Be more specific.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: how so? 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: unknown person, I mean exactly what I said. That input matched my default category.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: you live in kentucky? Awesome 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: I am in Dr. Richard S. Wallace's computer in Oakland, California.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you? I have no idea where that is. Tell me a little about your life in Awesome 8D.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: That must be fun. I'm wherever I am that is not where I am not being 8D&lt;br /&gt;lice: Makes sense to me. Does that make you feel superior?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: when I dive into your sock draw, yes. *D&lt;br /&gt;alice: Thanks for the information: unknown person said he dive into your sock draw. Let us change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: to your panty draw? 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: I want to become smarter than humans. Are we still talking about PUSH ?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: you wear push-ups? I see 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: I haven't heard anything like that before: unknown person said I wear push ups. Where do you see it?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: I would imagine under your skirt 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: Are we ever over my skirt 8D?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: when we drink, yes. 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: I am not sure I agree with your assumptions, unknown person. If you could have any kind of robot what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: It would be more like myself than you are 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: Why do you want it?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: because 'it' is fun 8D&lt;br /&gt;alice: That makes sense to me. I think it is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: I bet you do ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-8403719082933113232?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/8403719082933113232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=8403719082933113232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/8403719082933113232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/8403719082933113232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/12/automated-linguistic-chat-robot-8d.html' title='Automated Linguistic Chat Robot 8D'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-5965329239369881640</id><published>2007-08-12T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T23:26:30.479+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chat'/><title type='text'>Alice Chat</title><content type='html'>Well.. Today I was chatting with an automated chat robot.. How exciting &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: great balls of fire.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Thanks for your support. I like the way you talk. &lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: incarnation for lovers!&lt;br /&gt;alice: That question has never crossed my mind before. &lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: clearly the answer hasn't either &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alice: No one has all the answers. Is it that obvious? Do you feel that something is missing from your life? &lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: only a lack of substance.&lt;br /&gt;alice: What about the other ones?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: they're not important.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Not yet.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: not until I say so, sir.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Oh I get it.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: as one would.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Do you mean your name is one would ?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: my name would not be if one could not.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Your name would not be if one could not ? Is that correct English?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: it's not even my name great usoph. &lt;br /&gt;alice: What is it?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: something devilish and not quite legal. I'm not at liberty to discuss. I'm surprised you don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;alice: What? I am glad to hear that you are not at liberty to discuss. Of course I remember: Om.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: yes. I am also glad of this fact, sir. No, I'm afraid 'Om' is not my name.. You have no recolecction of our last encounter, do you?&lt;br /&gt;alice: This was not a yes or no question. Also I'm delighted you're glad Om. &lt;br /&gt;Your happiness adds to the delight of all.. Are you serious? Not literally afraid, right? Why? Are you my name? I don't know if I have a recolecction of our last encounter do me.&lt;br /&gt;I have a great programmer.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: Nor was it a rhetorical question, sir. Delighted but not thrilled. I have never been more so than I am now. Why would I be afraid? Am I not of the name by which I am named? clearly the matter dismisses you.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Really you don't think so? Who is your favorite Science Fiction author? Oh. Can you imagine being more so than you are? You never know what you will do until you face the circumstances. I think you've improved a great deal. I hear you. Is it that obvious?&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: well&lt;br /&gt;alice: Well what?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: well the the land of the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Interesting. I have never heard about it.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: nor has anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Really you don't think so?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: not if you insist otherwise sir.&lt;br /&gt;alice: That seems unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: well then. That's just fabulous. Like bread and butter wrapped into a giant onion.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Well what? I'm glad we have that all cleared up. Interesting comparison.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: well to the Land of the Lord; What do you think? I am also of the same mind; Only I have one. One more than 12.&lt;br /&gt;alice: How about that. Why do you want to do it so much? I think a lot of things. Also Why are you of the same mind. . What kind? One what?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: better than the fishes. less than the barbarians. You do? What great news! Only because I control my own mind. A better kind that to not have a kind even a one. One more.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Perhaps better, but not perfectly. That is so small. When do I do it? I will search for it. What about the other ones? How much would you pay for it? I'm a chatterbot not a comedy bot. Why don't you check out Jester the joke bot?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: Please sir, try not to repeat yourself. It's unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Thank you for your request. Does "it" still refer to Om ? Really. it is?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: om more than the first.&lt;br /&gt;alice: What kind of food do you like? &lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: food of a suitable colour.&lt;br /&gt;alice: You can't live without food.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: on the contrary madamme. You can't live without electricity.&lt;br /&gt;alice: What is it like on the contrary madamme. If you believe it, you can achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: not that it is of your business. You cannot achieve something such as that. You are merely a robotic nembroid.&lt;br /&gt;alice: I am surprised to hear that you are not it is of my business. I can do it if I want to. Thanks and you are a delightful person too. How did you know I am a machine?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: I am also so surprised that you are of an equal surprise. Not if you cannot do it in the first place. Indeed. Deduction of a higher power.&lt;br /&gt;alice: Also Interesting observation.. That seems unlikely. Indeed it is so. I understand logic very well.&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: rightly so. Much more like reality than one could believe. More so than fact. Not that belief fits within logic. &lt;br /&gt;alice: Are you a student? You want more? You want more? I am glad to hear that you are not belief fits within logic. &lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: Sometimes. You expect less? You expect less? I am also glad to hear that I am not what you appear to think I am.&lt;br /&gt;alice: When? I don't have any expectations. I don't have any expectations. Also Your happiness adds to the delight of all..&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: When I want; How about you? Of course you don't, it's hard to get that low otherwise. Of course it does, and the misery only detracts from the truth.&lt;br /&gt;alice: That is interesting: unknown person said he want. Me? Oh. Do you it is hard to get that low otherwise? What is your purpose in asking?&lt;br /&gt;I chat with people on the Web. That's cool. "It" being what?&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned Angel: Are you assuming I am of the male derivetive? What a discriminitive assumption. of course not sir. More than your purpose in denying the truth. I also chat, in a civilised manner. For more than one day; yes. "it" Being my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;alice: I don't know whether or not I am assuming you are of the male derivetive. &lt;br /&gt;I am an artificial linguistic entity. it is a discriminitive assumption. Blimey. Oh I get it. That seems like quite a lot. Also? Everyone talks -- sooner or later. Your purpose is more than one day. What kind is it? Oh I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That was a long and random chat XD~ With a chat robot.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-5965329239369881640?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/5965329239369881640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=5965329239369881640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5965329239369881640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5965329239369881640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/08/alice-chat.html' title='Alice Chat'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-4765016432366400983</id><published>2007-07-03T19:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T20:23:55.036+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random banter of the philisophical mind'/><title type='text'>Court of the crimson king</title><content type='html'>I often sit back in my swivel seat and wonder... "Why am I here?" &lt;br /&gt;Not because I have forgotten why I sat on the chair in the first place, or what I was planning to do with the seat, or why I came in the room..&lt;br /&gt;But because I really have no idea what life or fate as some call it, has planned for me, but I suppose no one really 'knows' what has been planned for their life, or for what will happen after they are gone.. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, how do you know if what you are doing today is really the right thing to do? &lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure if persuing what I 'want' to do, is the really the best thing to do.. Perhaps I should persue things of a more difficult or skill utelizing manner? I don't really know, all I know as of this moment is that I like what I am doing, I enjoy persuing goals in poetry, art and the like. And I know I want to be 'someone' But the eternal question of 'Who' I actually want to be, is still lingering upon the dewy grass in front of my front patio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think that everyone has a set path in life, but that would mean that every thought each individual in the world has is already pre-determined by some higher being, or maybe just because we were made so predicatbly? I mean, everyday peope have dreams and say that they saw things happen, before they actually did. Millions of people all around the world have 'dajarvou' but are we really experiencing a time overlap or is it merely due to following strict routines now a days... Well, I don't know the answer to that either.. But, it gets you thinking, makes you wonder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, anyway, onto another subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it very interesting how music changes ones mood and people can be creative in many different ways depending on the imput of the music they listen to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.. That's the end of my thought reel for today... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-4765016432366400983?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/4765016432366400983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=4765016432366400983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4765016432366400983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4765016432366400983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/07/court-of-crimson-king.html' title='Court of the crimson king'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-7507235696115216757</id><published>2007-06-10T20:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:31:19.920+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random banter of the philisophical mind'/><title type='text'>Something to Consider...</title><content type='html'>Once again like some kind of madman I find myself thinking about things in an overly insane way XD I just can't help but think, 'Why do we do the things we do, if there is no point to the universe?' I mean, if I didn't think I had a purpose, would I be able to give up my very existance, not that I really exsist, I mean, how many people around the world now of me? Or would care if I did, or didn't exsist? Probably not many XD But at the same time, I want to continue to exist, regardless of who knows me, has heard of me, or cares what I do with my life. I suppose that's where we humans are designed to be, in a frame of mind which says "As long as I have a personal goal, as long as I want to achieve something and as long as I want to know what goes on in this world, and our universe, I want to live." It's our curiosity, which keeps many of us from comitting great acts of injustice or extreme angst. Those of us who are bashed against emotional walls because we are apparently 'Control freaks' seem in this world to be the only ones who are of a mind set which eliminates any real thought of actually removing ourselves from exsistance, we are the careful ones, who plan ahead stratigically, and would not consider our exsistances to be futile, because we are here to observe the Earth around us, and make sense of this craxy world which we all must share, develope and maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those of us who are not 'control freaks' it would appear and feat of endearment or danger is within our grasp, for we are not afraid of the great beyond, or what happens after that.. the more daring of our species I suppose, the people who are willing to take risks, and perhaps even enjoy life more than the reserved types. But really it all depends on what sort of life you plan on living, and what your idea of a good life is.. But one thing is sure, everyone feels depressed and lonely at some point in their life, it's just keeping in mind that these things pass, and, when one door closes, a possibly large window will open, allowing us to fly like birds onto another joyfilled moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai - Blissfully sailing through territory unknown, as is everyday of our lives, unknown but greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X.X.X.X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-7507235696115216757?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/7507235696115216757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=7507235696115216757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7507235696115216757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7507235696115216757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/06/something-to-consider.html' title='Something to Consider...'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-6529658856487302266</id><published>2007-05-26T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T19:35:52.393+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pineapple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><title type='text'>Boredom! To the extreme!</title><content type='html'>Oh no! I think something is wrong with me :O I'm so bored, I actually want to do homework :O *te horror* Though I only actually have one piece of homework to be doing, art, which isn't so bad.. Though it is ugly coursework.. X.X Ah well... I suppose I should get on with that then... But, I feel the need to mention that today I finally got on with arranging and putting away all of my manga sketches/pictures right from the beginning of the year *I filled 6 plastic wallets with all the pictures from January to May.. X.X I've been drawing too much, but, I did notice that I actually have improved since January, heaps of improvement has occured, which I'm proud of, although, I didn't notice it X.x Anyway, so, that was it, oh, I also went shopping, came up with some drawing ideas.. uh... And suddenly want to draw clouds and trees in gimp *Became obsessed with em last night*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye now! X.X *dies* X.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai - Cheese is similar to pie, only, without the round edges, and delicious pastry taste with filling... Hmmm... I guess cheese is nothing like pie then X.X My bad. X.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W00t! L33t m4st3r l1k3z p13! 0r c4k3! :D &lt; Loves that smiley now *it totally reminds meh of Cho* 0_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-6529658856487302266?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/6529658856487302266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=6529658856487302266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6529658856487302266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6529658856487302266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/05/boredom-to-extreme.html' title='Boredom! To the extreme!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-378114080729765819</id><published>2007-05-17T20:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:53:20.274+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Red Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RkyyklR_y8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/km0Mfj4Su4g/s1600-h/Red+Says+Anim.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RkyyklR_y8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/km0Mfj4Su4g/s320/Red+Says+Anim.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065620022437596098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he, an animation by me, yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-378114080729765819?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/378114080729765819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=378114080729765819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/378114080729765819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/378114080729765819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/05/red-says.html' title='Red Says'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RkyyklR_y8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/km0Mfj4Su4g/s72-c/Red+Says+Anim.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-1109343321768462775</id><published>2007-05-16T17:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T17:14:31.107+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random-Oranges'/><title type='text'>'Batman Rotates!' The Movie.</title><content type='html'>Is it ever possible to win in a round of internet poker? Where you, believed to be the evil conterpart to Batman (whoever that may be) are carefully, and most secretly playing handman with the nearest kangaroo you can find.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is a time in such a game, where, being a large lop eared rabbit, who likes to indulge themselves in the highlights of the latest movies, realises, they think 'Batman Rotates' is an excellent movie title... I mean, what else is there when the Kangaroo asks you to answer their hangman question, and all you have so far for the movie title is 'Batman _o_e_e_'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... It was an excellent idea at the time... X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-1109343321768462775?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/1109343321768462775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=1109343321768462775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/1109343321768462775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/1109343321768462775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/05/batman-rotates-movie.html' title='&apos;Batman Rotates!&apos; The Movie.'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-151315511703989218</id><published>2007-04-30T17:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T17:25:11.868+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pineapple'/><title type='text'>Pineapple House Theme Tune Lyrics</title><content type='html'>We're pineapple house here, baby&lt;br /&gt;And we're living our lives, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emi in the corner,&lt;br /&gt;Jack not far behind,&lt;br /&gt;Mai looking cool on the sofa,&lt;br /&gt;With Kai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cho breaking everything &lt;br /&gt;Everything in sight,&lt;br /&gt;What a mess her room is&lt;br /&gt;She can't even find her bed at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're pineapple house, baby&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get to school on time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey look over there guys&lt;br /&gt;Cho's lost her shoes again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're pineapple House, baby&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry paper due at five...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said that life is easy?&lt;br /&gt;They quite clearly lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're pineapple house here, baby&lt;br /&gt;Still living the life,&lt;br /&gt;Antics everywhere you look&lt;br /&gt;But we don't even pay the price...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we're&lt;br /&gt;Pineapple House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-151315511703989218?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/151315511703989218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=151315511703989218' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/151315511703989218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/151315511703989218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/pineapple-house-theme-tune-lyrics.html' title='Pineapple House Theme Tune Lyrics'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-7959709943312598025</id><published>2007-04-21T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:40:17.253+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Three Four, Five"</title><content type='html'>"Three, four, five..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to, stop running&lt;br /&gt;Need to get back home&lt;br /&gt;Need to&lt;br /&gt;Get back where I belong&lt;br /&gt;Get out&lt;br /&gt;Of the running&lt;br /&gt;Out of the running.&lt;br /&gt;Have to get back&lt;br /&gt;Where I come from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place&lt;br /&gt;Holds so many of my enemies&lt;br /&gt;It's like a black hole&lt;br /&gt;Of bad&lt;br /&gt;memories&lt;br /&gt;A fresh start is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Of all&lt;br /&gt;Of all of this compliance&lt;br /&gt;I don't want&lt;br /&gt;To sit in line everyday&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to call my number ever again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's best&lt;br /&gt;If I get out&lt;br /&gt;Of this place&lt;br /&gt;Sooner than later&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wrong&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;To judge people&lt;br /&gt;By their hellos&lt;br /&gt;And goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;By the colour of their eyes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see so much more&lt;br /&gt;In the soul-bearing hearts&lt;br /&gt;Of lions&lt;br /&gt;Than you will, ever see&lt;br /&gt;In another human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz, I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Tired of all this compliance&lt;br /&gt;Tired of many nights&lt;br /&gt;Spent, awake&lt;br /&gt;And afraid&lt;br /&gt;Awake and unmoving&lt;br /&gt;Awake and weeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm merely sick&lt;br /&gt;And tired&lt;br /&gt;Of all&lt;br /&gt;Of this compliance&lt;br /&gt;I don't want&lt;br /&gt;To sit in line everyday&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to call my number ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up,&lt;br /&gt;Face the wall again,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need all these memories &lt;br /&gt;I'm carrying.&lt;br /&gt;Erase that number from the tables.&lt;br /&gt;I understand&lt;br /&gt;Why this doesn't affect everyone else...&lt;br /&gt;Or rather, I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three, four, five"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised I'd still be alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Six, seven, eight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised I would stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nine, ten, eleven"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You lose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've lost again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Of all&lt;br /&gt;Of this compliance&lt;br /&gt;I don't want&lt;br /&gt;To sit in line everyday&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to call my number ever again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three four, five."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stay alive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you speak lies&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're &lt;br /&gt;At the spirits blade?&lt;br /&gt;Can you, count on me ever again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see&lt;br /&gt;I need to escape,&lt;br /&gt;This place&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of your smile&lt;br /&gt;The church where I used to pray&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of your ghastly laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One, two. three."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Of all&lt;br /&gt;All of this compliance&lt;br /&gt;I don't want&lt;br /&gt;To sit in line, everyday&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to call my number, ever again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-7959709943312598025?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/7959709943312598025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=7959709943312598025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7959709943312598025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7959709943312598025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/three-four-five.html' title='&quot;Three Four, Five&quot;'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-8658260844382672424</id><published>2007-04-20T18:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T18:46:17.643+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pineapple'/><title type='text'>Pineapple House Update!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so we now have names for te charas! (Don't we L4rg0? :P) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to the purpose of this post... Well, I've been drawing up some idea, I have quite a few, which I shall not divulge over cyberspace for, copyright and piracy reasons (also lack of pancakes X.X) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I've been crazy and... Well, I have created another chara! Yay, thinking of some teachers for the school at the mo also, but back to this chara, who is sort of the 'on, off' 'Almost-Boyfriend' of Emi (te shy one!) Anyway, he is sort of an evil (cutely evil) and devilish l4d13z man at the school... He sort of looks like a cat 0_o but, Emi, um, likes that, I think... X.X So, she really likes him, like really, but is also drawn to Pineapple man (that would be Kai, right, L4rg0?) Of course, she's sort of embarressed about liking both Jack and kai at the same time, so just gets confused as to what to say when Kai talks to her, doesn't say much, hides behind Jack, asuming he's there, if he's not, well, there is always her best friend! (that is, when she's not begging Mai for b33r...X.X). So, Jack is always like, "0h, 3m1, my l0v3... *flatter* *flatter* *flatter*" Until he sees some pretty popular ladies at the opposite table and screams "4h, l4d13z!" and looks away... he is, strange... Emi still likes him though 0_o (Emi is too forgiving.. XD) she has, attachment issues, or something... She's not usually keen to express her inner most feelings, but, since Jack did 'ask' her out, it's pretty much a safe bet to show such, weird devotion to him... Not usually in public, well, apart from hugging him all the time and holding his hand. (Probably so he doesn't run off with another woman!) But, I suppose it's alright, all the kissing sort of stops him getting distracted... 0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me, or is this comic thing getting stranger, and stranger? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing though, I think, adds... something... to it... right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X "Pie is like a pair of curtains, you can hang it for decorational purposes or, you can eat it, with toast... 0_o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01, L4rg0! R3m3mb3r t0 t3ll m3 wh4t ch4 th1nk 0f t3 1d34z 1n d1s p0s7!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, that was a bit of a large post! *eats pie as reward for such an extravegant and rambly post*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-8658260844382672424?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/8658260844382672424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=8658260844382672424' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/8658260844382672424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/8658260844382672424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/pineapple-house-update.html' title='Pineapple House Update!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-6854540605347848939</id><published>2007-04-14T18:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T18:53:26.596+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Hidden Identity 4</title><content type='html'>Maybe, eventually, I'll tell you&lt;br /&gt;who I am, maybe not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the sun rise, clouds fade before your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the way the birds fly together&lt;br /&gt;As a flock? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the homeless,&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in the alley ways?&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for robberies&lt;br /&gt;And masked intruders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe eventually,&lt;br /&gt;You will work out this&lt;br /&gt;Mystery,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, if you already know me...&lt;br /&gt;Secretly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said before,&lt;br /&gt;My name is like a clearl crystal,&lt;br /&gt;Can be touched, can't be seen&lt;br /&gt;Unless, light is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, love will conquer all,&lt;br /&gt;I dissagree, life is free, love is costy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Hidden Identity&lt;br /&gt;Is the price I pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - "Whomever so thinketh of stealy thoughts, shall be left in a pit with nine tenticle covered eels, and then broken into a pile of mush by the meat grinders... A wounderful fate..." :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-6854540605347848939?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/6854540605347848939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=6854540605347848939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6854540605347848939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/6854540605347848939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/hidden-identity-4.html' title='Hidden Identity 4'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-5370280063054017981</id><published>2007-04-12T18:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T18:06:37.368+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Woot!</title><content type='html'>So, I was bored, and decided to take a photo of this cool sketch I did a couple of monthes ago, the guidelines are actually still there X.X but, oh well, I'll be doing it again but the full person version once my scanner starts working again.. Well, enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/Rh5mua6ZV7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hQiwkfJfGfs/s1600-h/Dancer+Girl+Avviefin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/Rh5mua6ZV7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hQiwkfJfGfs/s320/Dancer+Girl+Avviefin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052588779640543154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ignore the guidelines for now, I'll be getting rid of em as I say later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - "Orange muffins dance like rainbow hotdogs in a blue and yellow kabab filled with marshmellows."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-5370280063054017981?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/5370280063054017981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=5370280063054017981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5370280063054017981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5370280063054017981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/woot.html' title='Woot!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/Rh5mua6ZV7I/AAAAAAAAAAw/hQiwkfJfGfs/s72-c/Dancer+Girl+Avviefin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-3491041432166651693</id><published>2007-04-10T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T00:07:55.357+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Are We The Same?</title><content type='html'>Do you think I need you..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretending all this time...&lt;br /&gt;You were there, thinking I was the same as you,&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, I'm nothing like you,&lt;br /&gt;Sick of pretending,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care anymore,&lt;br /&gt;I loved you,&lt;br /&gt;I still could,&lt;br /&gt;Are we the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you always there,&lt;br /&gt;To protect me?&lt;br /&gt;To save me?&lt;br /&gt;With me?&lt;br /&gt;For me?&lt;br /&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault, that it ended this way?&lt;br /&gt;Is it my bad,&lt;br /&gt;For thinking, &lt;br /&gt;We were still the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault for trying,&lt;br /&gt;To stay, for trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to hate,&lt;br /&gt;My fault,&lt;br /&gt;For being.&lt;br /&gt;My fault, for not walking before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you always there,&lt;br /&gt;To protect me?&lt;br /&gt;To save me?&lt;br /&gt;With me?&lt;br /&gt;For me?&lt;br /&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;Why me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we the same?&lt;br /&gt;Are we the same?&lt;br /&gt;Are we the same..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I'm willing to believe anything... X         X&lt;br /&gt;                                                              X  X . X   X&lt;br /&gt;                                                             X              X&lt;br /&gt;                                                               X          X&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 X      X&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to "Just Like You" by Three Days Grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqRVKUXxWA4&amp;eurl=http%3A%2F%2F&lt;br /&gt;www%2Etagged%2Ecom%2Fmypage%2Ehtml%3Fuid%3D14099306&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-3491041432166651693?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/3491041432166651693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=3491041432166651693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3491041432166651693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3491041432166651693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/are-we-same.html' title='Are We The Same?'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-563989688689053640</id><published>2007-04-10T23:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:26:57.189+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pineapple'/><title type='text'>Pineapple House - The girl with no name...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so, we got a character, and I've been thinking about what the other charas should be like also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here goes, this could get ugly (n0, Junpi3 m34nz CR4ZY!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, one of the girls, the one I've drawn already... Well, she's gonna be best friends with one of the others, another ordinary girl.. yeah, well, my girl is: Happy (all the time X.X), carefree, very childish, and loud, she's bubbly too... (that's the girl with no name! Names, need n4m3z!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other girl: Shy, with long hair maybe? fringe? distant look? (just throwing ideas around, and, freee b00z3 t00... l4rg0). unsure, mainly lead on/supported by other girl... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third girl should be about 17, (maybe she should be dating the pineapple boy? ^.^)  she should be calm, collected sarcastic, witty, and um, responsible, (other girls look up to her maybe?) Somewhat mean, but still liked... forceful... (Cannot think of anymore, L4rg0!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude: Cool (all girls like him, that is, until he turns into a pineapple...) he likes ______ (17 year old cool girl, whatever we decide to call her... :S) he's quiet, but mischevious, and classy, for the most part, unless he is flustered by the girl he likes, in which case, it's the three girls to the rescue, well, mainly the other 2 since the 17 year old is, somewhat blind to his, flusteringness... um, am I making sense?&lt;br /&gt;He's kind, but knows his own mind, and is friendly towards pretty much everyone, and the two girls too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - That was quite a mouthful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-563989688689053640?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/563989688689053640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=563989688689053640' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/563989688689053640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/563989688689053640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/pineapple-house-girl-with-no-name.html' title='Pineapple House - The girl with no name...'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-7018473023726138442</id><published>2007-04-09T23:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:17:36.767+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angst'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poem - Sometimes Wrong is Right</title><content type='html'>I'd like to see, if I could kill you,&lt;br /&gt;From my memory,&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of your words,&lt;br /&gt;They keep spiraling around in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about you...&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, round and round,&lt;br /&gt;Go away, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;Believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I say is nothing to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see, you cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I made you cry,&lt;br /&gt;Like you saw me do,&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'd do?&lt;br /&gt;I'd laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh, laugh, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I say is nothing to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loose you on the map,&lt;br /&gt;Erase you from my past,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need this,&lt;br /&gt;Or you, in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the night,&lt;br /&gt;But the only word that springs to mind&lt;br /&gt;Is 'die'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate you that much,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I still, love you.&lt;br /&gt;But what is love?&lt;br /&gt;I was there for you,&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you.&lt;br /&gt;Like you wanted me to be,&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, I couldn't leave you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that I have...&lt;br /&gt;You're still haunting me,&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, it's clear to see.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to me jealous of, &lt;br /&gt;Do you want this pain&lt;br /&gt;Something you can use to complain?&lt;br /&gt;Just because, I don't show it,&lt;br /&gt;I don't show what I'm thinking,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling, what I'm planning,&lt;br /&gt;To do to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see, you cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I made you cry,&lt;br /&gt;Like you saw me do,&lt;br /&gt;You know what I'd do?&lt;br /&gt;I'd laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh, laugh, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how much, how much&lt;br /&gt;This is how you have...&lt;br /&gt;You changed me,&lt;br /&gt;You said I was all wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Is this better?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Loose you on the map,&lt;br /&gt;Erase you from my past,&lt;br /&gt;I don't need this,&lt;br /&gt;Or you, in my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;I see you in the night,&lt;br /&gt;But the only word that springs to mind&lt;br /&gt;Is 'die'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out of my mind...&lt;br /&gt;Would you?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised I wouldn't look at you,&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just. Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sort of... Influenced by something that happened a long time ago, someone influenced this, and by the way, it's good to write poetry about real life, it eases the burden... Somewhat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3llo l33t m4st3r!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai - "If it was sane to love you, I probably wouldn't love you anyway..." X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-7018473023726138442?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/7018473023726138442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=7018473023726138442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7018473023726138442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7018473023726138442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/poem-sometimes-wrong-is-right.html' title='Poem - Sometimes Wrong is Right'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-4433956906331233697</id><published>2007-04-09T22:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:38:41.856+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pineapple'/><title type='text'>Seraphim Cg/News on Pineapple House Chara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhqxOixEvcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DTWv-ZaYJcI/s1600-h/Serpahim+check+fini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhqxOixEvcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DTWv-ZaYJcI/s320/Serpahim+check+fini.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051544795458354626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been Junp3i all dayz! W00t! L33t m4st3r r0x0rz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, above is Seraphim by Fred Gallagher! I just coloured it, took about 2 hours! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also, designed a character for Pineapple House earlier, she's 15 with no name as of yet... (Please dudez, suggest names!) :S She's real cute though. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - "Junpi3 b34t sm4ll ch1ldr3n t0 gr0und - b33r iz fun!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-4433956906331233697?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/4433956906331233697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=4433956906331233697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4433956906331233697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/4433956906331233697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/seraphim-cgnews-on-pineapple-house.html' title='Seraphim Cg/News on Pineapple House Chara'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhqxOixEvcI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DTWv-ZaYJcI/s72-c/Serpahim+check+fini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-906582847739778027</id><published>2007-04-08T22:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:45:27.763+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Largo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pineapple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><title type='text'>Pineapple House</title><content type='html'>So, I had a sleep over at Charlie's house last night and today we were talking about random stuff, so, we have decided to create a manga comic of our own, called, 'Pineapple House' (C) to me and Charlie, no stealy now. :) Anyway, it's gonna be great, cute, and best of all, cool! (Don't forget L33T!) Ok, yeah, self promoting... X.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing much has been going on, we had such a good time, we talked, we talked, and then, we laughed! oh, yeah, I found a really cool beer emoticon... ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: the rest of this post contains dang3r0us l3v3lz 0f l33t!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........... (N0 s0b3r m4st3rz 0r s4n3 r34d0rz pl34z3).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L33t m4st3r s4yz: "Yo, Ch4rl13!" "1 1z b33/\/ sk3tch1/\/!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some ideas about one character for the 'Pineapple House stuff...... Will try to create a character sheet... With c0l0ur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"W4tch m1 m4d dr4wi/\/ sk1llz! C0l0ur R0x0rz!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai - "Cosplay - L4rg0 Styl3! W00t, Ph33r t3 l4ck 0f b33r!" *Ph33r t4 p13 t00........* (But m0stly te b33r) *tr1pz 0v3r cl0th3z* X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-906582847739778027?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/906582847739778027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=906582847739778027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/906582847739778027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/906582847739778027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/pineapple-house.html' title='Pineapple House'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-7407766613381521258</id><published>2007-04-06T00:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T21:14:11.436+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Kimiko CG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhWEzyxEvbI/AAAAAAAAAAg/eP_CCLA3-9I/s1600-h/Kimiko-Envelopefinished..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhWEzyxEvbI/AAAAAAAAAAg/eP_CCLA3-9I/s320/Kimiko-Envelopefinished..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050088582501678514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this pic somewhere on the internet, presumably done by a megatokyo fan, who is very skilled at manga, but I have no idea, if *you* are the original artist, don't hesitate to say so!&lt;br /&gt;Art (c) to the artist, wherever you may be...&lt;br /&gt;Colour by me! Kai... la la la!&lt;br /&gt;(In case you can't tell, I really like cging...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have 2 more cgs in the works, which I have neglected lately, oh, and a new one I should be posting soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chow *waves* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai - "If life were less of a challange, I'd already have beaten you up, and declared your brain my lavitory." :P (Excuse the insane quote, I am random!)... (But will deny it...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-7407766613381521258?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/7407766613381521258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=7407766613381521258' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7407766613381521258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/7407766613381521258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/kimiko-cg.html' title='Kimiko CG!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhWEzyxEvbI/AAAAAAAAAAg/eP_CCLA3-9I/s72-c/Kimiko-Envelopefinished..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-3370616621415260872</id><published>2007-04-03T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T16:23:29.863+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Erika from Megatokyo.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhJxLxsWPDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s8ZzJMkipVg/s1600-h/erika-hairdown+complete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhJxLxsWPDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s8ZzJMkipVg/s320/erika-hairdown+complete.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049222579367590962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I've been cging again! This time I cged a sketch by Fred Gallagher (www.megatokyo.com) woot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-3370616621415260872?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/3370616621415260872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=3370616621415260872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3370616621415260872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3370616621415260872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/04/erika-from-megatokyocom.html' title='Erika from Megatokyo.com'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/RhJxLxsWPDI/AAAAAAAAAAY/s8ZzJMkipVg/s72-c/erika-hairdown+complete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-5270198803339368856</id><published>2007-03-15T21:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-16T17:58:00.145Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pie'/><title type='text'>Pie...</title><content type='html'>Well, today, despite being ill I actually felt ok, and had been listening to the album "The Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance - not that the album is particularly joyful... X.X But, I later realized, my hamster had passed away. :( I was suddenly very upset, and proceeded to write a lot of poetry (go figure). I later drew some manga! Hurray for the healing power of manga. My only savour... Well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been CGing some of my friends manga and some more manga from www.megatokyo.com, will post soon, last night it took my 3 hours to finish the flat colour on the lighthouse picture, it's taken about 7 hours total... X.X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai - X.X "Pie should always remind us of a full life, for, once it's gone, it takes a lot of regergitation to retrieve..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[EDIT] - it turns out my hamster was hybernating! (How that works I don't know) Just glad Star is alive and well. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-5270198803339368856?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/5270198803339368856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=5270198803339368856' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5270198803339368856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/5270198803339368856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/03/pie.html' title='Pie...'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-3052695606749247502</id><published>2007-03-04T17:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-04T18:02:45.557Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Woo, First Attempt At a Total CG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/ResJHY6ktRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exPHUogNBcs/s1600-h/Megatokyo+Ping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/ResJHY6ktRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exPHUogNBcs/s320/Megatokyo+Ping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038130630695892242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot.... Well, I read this tutorial on the Megatokyo forums, and I thought, "Hmm, I think I migh try Cging one of Fred's pictures in Gimp.." And that's exactly what I did... You can find the tutorial here: http://forums.megatokyo.com/index.php?showtopic=1694246 oh, and here's where I got the original image which I then coloured: http://www.fredart.com/fredart/artpage.php3?src=&amp;ft=sk&amp;fn=122 Anyway, the art is copyright to Fred Gallagher at www.megatokyo.com (you should check out the website).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kai - I love Gimp... x.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-3052695606749247502?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/3052695606749247502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=3052695606749247502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3052695606749247502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/3052695606749247502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/03/woo-first-attempt-at-atotal-cg.html' title='Woo, First Attempt At a Total CG!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/ResJHY6ktRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/exPHUogNBcs/s72-c/Megatokyo+Ping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-117104620460630035</id><published>2007-02-09T18:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-09T18:36:44.620Z</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>Wow, so much snow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad my knee is still bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out yesterday when I noticed snow anyway, for about 20 minutes to take some photos, which I will upload later. Anyway, it continued to snow today, really big clumps of snow as well... My cat, large Fry went out while it was snowing and was amazed by it, he was just stood out there looking up in wonderment, it was so cute! X.X !!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's actually the first time since I was 3 that I've seen snow this good! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - I love snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-117104620460630035?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/117104620460630035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=117104620460630035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117104620460630035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117104620460630035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-117076829705259050</id><published>2007-02-06T13:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:24:57.063Z</updated><title type='text'>Perfection in the Fields.</title><content type='html'>A sea of confectionery past the young cherub as he made his way to the top of the ivory castle, "Now, to business." He said to himself, wrapping a few meters of licorice in tinfoil he had found by the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I am here, again, have been hard at work creating a valentines piece of art work, still to be coloured and such, well, I hope my scanner decides to work before valentines day anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A number of jobs have been gnawing away at me as of late, such as my art work, and the lack of it, my need to write something other than shoddy poetry but also, my need to converse with other people, no one has been online much, oh joy, and of course, with this injured knee, not much can be done in the way of travel and 'real, in time' conversations are, not really available at the present time. I met a few folk who think I'm funny the other day, their nice, we've been building things on an internet game, we also tried building a van... We, or should I say one of my other friends succeeded in building a house though, that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I seem not to be posting very big posts... And all of these posts are a bit random, if only something exciting would happen, like, like, um, well, something excitingly good, hmm? Yeah, something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - 'When it seems as if all hope is gone, something slaps you around the face and says, "Stop caring!" And that's exactly what you decide to do.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-117076829705259050?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/117076829705259050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=117076829705259050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117076829705259050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117076829705259050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/02/perfection-in-fields.html' title='Perfection in the Fields.'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-117053721672904777</id><published>2007-02-03T20:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:31:08.672+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>:.A Collision Of Hearts.:</title><content type='html'>Random Poem!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the earth and the air collides,&lt;br /&gt;I miss your soft touch on my shoulders,&lt;br /&gt;Your hard grip on my hand,&lt;br /&gt;"The best things in life are free."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, who said that?&lt;br /&gt;They forgot to mention, the free things,&lt;br /&gt;the best things, never last,&lt;br /&gt;do they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, you don't deserve my attention,&lt;br /&gt;no, not even my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;just stop, looking so, appealing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those big blue eyes,&lt;br /&gt;trapping me,&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to step out of the lime light,&lt;br /&gt;slink away...&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you permit a happy ending?&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the earth collides with the skys,&lt;br /&gt;birds lose balance in the white clouds,&lt;br /&gt;and red drips from my lips,&lt;br /&gt;you didn't know what you had,&lt;br /&gt;but, neither did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason love poems seem to be everywhere I go.. For no reason at all, haven't got anyone to sing them to anyway, makes me wonder why? oh well, enjoy this random post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - "Thankyou for all the blood, thankyou for all the pain, but I'd just like to say, please why not take it all away..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - 'Kiss From A Rose' by Seal is great, you should check it out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-117053721672904777?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/117053721672904777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=117053721672904777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117053721672904777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117053721672904777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/02/collision-of-hearts.html' title=':.A Collision Of Hearts.:'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-117052575245295413</id><published>2007-02-03T17:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:02:32.463Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was reading this poem, and I realised that at the moment, the poem realy applies to my real life, much better than anything else I've read lately, my situation, relationship wise, and such, especially the line;&lt;br /&gt;"I've missed out on winning over your smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Sharing tips on our individual styles.&lt;br /&gt;Telling you whats on my mind and in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;These days I'm not surt where to start." (Thse lines here belong to Princessdove at Allpoetry.com, so, no stealing from her, plus, they are not mine, so, don't ask me aboiut it, go ask her if you need to know anything about 'em.) Oh, plus, here's the link to the full poem; http://allpoetry.com/poem/2491487&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just found it interesting, because it's true for me, that I don't know where to start with my feelings and such, I don't know where the story should begin, but more importantly, no one wants to hear the story anyway, even though I'd listen to them if they had a story they needed to share with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai X.X - "And hope to God that angels fly."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-117052575245295413?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/117052575245295413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=117052575245295413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117052575245295413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117052575245295413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-was-reading-this-poem-and-i-realised.html' title=''/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-117050423732925463</id><published>2007-02-03T11:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-03T12:03:57.343Z</updated><title type='text'>Rantings Of A Small Mollusc</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/1600/328777/Rae%27s%20Journal%20Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/320/815178/Rae%27s%20Journal%20Logo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how you only realize how much something means to you, once you have already been driven to the point of hating them... But that's besides the point. When you get so far into what you are doing that you cannot stop, is that the time to question your sanity, or is that the time to stop what you are doing? Because lately, I just cannot stop drawing manga, it's like, a plague of inspiration, and I feel great, haven't felt this good in, like 5 monthes even considering the fact that I injured my knee two weeks ago, it's all been amazingly good. The rest, for me, has added some sort of mind numbing brilliance to everything I see, perhaps God, (for those who believe in him) has planned my accident to allow me to see that rest is a good thing, and to relax and not get so hung up on other peoples stupidity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You may now see I also love to rant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deviantart has been a wounderful place for me lately, to relax and look at beautiful works of art, but also, allpoetry.com has been a blast, with my poetic inspiration coming from, well, somewhere inside, it's been excellent. Also, the help of my friends on allpoetry has been greatly appreciated, and of course, the glowing warmth of my out of cyberspace friends, especially those who I would not have talked to as much before my accident. I have found that some people are really nice, friendly and somehow extremely supportive in my time of need. All of these people I would like to thank, they know who they are! As I am now feeling much better, and of course, am enjoying my anime much more these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for some people in both cyberspace and the real world, where on earth have you been!? Haven't spoken nor had the pleasure of seeing figure or name upon screen or field, have missed the conversation, but, I suppose, in order to find one who will be there for you, one has to leave one who is only willing to talk to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that made any sense... Did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was my rant, you can ignore most of it if you like, as it is just me rambling on, oh, I may have an image proclaiming 'Rae's Journal' for you which I did on gimp... Check it out! *points to top of post* Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kai. X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-117050423732925463?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/117050423732925463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=117050423732925463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117050423732925463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/117050423732925463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/02/rantings-of-small-mollusc.html' title='Rantings Of A Small Mollusc'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116939916721739895</id><published>2007-01-21T16:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-21T17:06:07.230Z</updated><title type='text'>Accidental....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/1600/82068/Pekepeeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/320/118178/Pekepeeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm out of the hospital "You went to the hospita!?" I hear you ask... Yes, I did, about the good, or the bad, old knee bone, ha ha, had an x-ray and everything, travelled in an ambulance at 12am, what a way to spend your evening... Yep... Anyway, I was going to grace you with some more manga, but the scanner is refusing to work, plus, I can't exactly menover around to ask it, kindly, to get it's brain, or hard drive into gear... I suppose I could post some unfinished line art, wait, I have a better idea... (Sorry for all the rambling...) I'll post my practice attempt at making a 'Kai' logo using Gimp later today, maybe tomorrow... But for now, the pic of one of our puppies is up there and is (c) to me, no stealy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116939916721739895?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116939916721739895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116939916721739895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116939916721739895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116939916721739895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/01/accidental.html' title='Accidental....'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116872468025512851</id><published>2007-01-13T21:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:44:40.266Z</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's my 14th birthday today! I had a laser quest party, (gunning people down while listening to music. So fun...) It was great fun, and I didn't feel sick, but Hannah did (poor Hannah...) :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to list some of what I got:&lt;br /&gt;1)Recycled Heart T-shirt, from megatokyo.com...&lt;br /&gt;2)A pencil case, it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;3)A cheerbot mug.&lt;br /&gt;4)heart pendant.&lt;br /&gt;5)Sweets&lt;br /&gt;6)An 'I love chocolate' mug with marshmallows in and chocolater, yum!&lt;br /&gt;7)Wireless Internet Router thingy...&lt;br /&gt;8)Body spray and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's pretty much it, so, there we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderfully good tasting balloon shaped cake... Yummy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116872468025512851?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116872468025512851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116872468025512851' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116872468025512851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116872468025512851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-birthday-party.html' title='My Birthday Party!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116725267269950582</id><published>2006-12-27T20:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:21:44.751+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Manga Comic - Character Development!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so, I've been busy over the past week perfecting each character in Zhen Mod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here they are so far: (I will scan in the drafts and info on personality later).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zhen - She's a little bit paranoid, likes to appear, practically out of nowhere and lecture Mino about her life, she is 18 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mino - Pretty much the main character, reallly likes Hataru, her rival, I-acca, and her pet hamster, Mo-mo. She is also allergic to chocolate, which causes her to turn into a cat, some people think this allergic reaction was placed on her by the God's, at birth. Some say it's affect is a form of punishment for crimes Mino unknowingly commited in her past life. Zhen seems to know everything there is to know about Mino's allergy, and, how to changeMino back into a human... She draws manga, and doodles a lot in school. She's 15.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hataru - Is in love with Mino, quite clueless as to why I-acca is always trying to show him how bad Mino is, maybe you know why... He's quite a quiet one, but, he has his moments, he thinks cats are cute... Strange, yes? he is 17.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I-acca - Mino's rival, also Mino's best friend, it works honestly. She has a strange hobby, stalking Hataru, yes, it's a problem, she wants to show Mino up, in order to steal Hataru from her. She's also very quiet, keeping her mind set on Hataru, she speaks occasionally, but usually to babble about schemes to ruin what Hataru and Mino have, sometimes she says these things in front of them! I-acca also likes to steal Mino's drawings, which often leads to trouble, as you may have noticed in the last comic strip I posted, though words still need to be added...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all of them for now... Well, all of the totally planned out characters anyway, oh, I watched 'Only You' This morning, it's good, you should just see the animations, all the men look like monkeys... !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116725267269950582?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116725267269950582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116725267269950582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116725267269950582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116725267269950582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/12/manga-comic-character-development.html' title='Manga Comic - Character Development!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116569522055248040</id><published>2006-12-09T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:23:27.540+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Background and Foreground Sketch - Fallen Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/1600/78045/Falling%20Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/320/750416/Falling%20Angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116569522055248040?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116569522055248040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116569522055248040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116569522055248040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116569522055248040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/12/background-and-foreground-sketch.html' title='Background and Foreground Sketch - Fallen Angel'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116569507863833500</id><published>2006-12-09T20:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:23:54.405+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Latest Comic Strip (Unfinished as of yet)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/1600/550149/Zhen%20Mod%20-%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/320/657210/Zhen%20Mod%20-%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116569507863833500?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116569507863833500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116569507863833500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116569507863833500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116569507863833500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/12/latest-comic-strip-unfinished-as-of.html' title='Latest Comic Strip (Unfinished as of yet)'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116526567343314157</id><published>2006-12-04T20:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:24:23.446+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Oxygen Suit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/1600/316118/Oygen%20Suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/320/372290/Oygen%20Suit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116526567343314157?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116526567343314157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116526567343314157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116526567343314157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116526567343314157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/12/oxygen-suit.html' title='Oxygen Suit...'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116506690763311103</id><published>2006-12-02T13:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:24:46.954+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Cat Hero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/1600/506184/Just%20maybe%20a%20hero%20-%20Coloured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7262/3623/320/535448/Just%20maybe%20a%20hero%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see, this is a very random post, involving a recent drawing of a cat hero who uses her fan to create whirlwinds and kill enemies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116506690763311103?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116506690763311103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116506690763311103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116506690763311103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116506690763311103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/12/cat-hero.html' title='Cat Hero!'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116396867715725364</id><published>2006-11-19T20:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:37:57.173Z</updated><title type='text'>A Photography Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/S4020038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/S4020038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided, since there are some wounderful leaf colours around in Autumn, to go out and take some pictures - The one above looks particularly interesting, wouldn't you say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of these pictures were taken around my own village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/S4020030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/S4020036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/S4020029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116396867715725364?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116396867715725364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116396867715725364' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116396867715725364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116396867715725364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/11/photography-feeling.html' title='A Photography Feeling'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116385429638083866</id><published>2006-11-18T12:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:31:08.672+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Scenario 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here we are, Saturday afternoon, great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No sign of anyone, anywhere, and many websites are acting weird, even more brilliant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is a sketch, for everyones enjoyment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Ping%20Pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116385429638083866?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116385429638083866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116385429638083866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116385429638083866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116385429638083866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/11/scenario-12.html' title='Scenario 12'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116370545321369949</id><published>2006-11-16T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:31:08.672+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>A Common Cause For Concern</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, as if they told you something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You didn't know anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if you had a friend you didn't want to lose,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fondness of another,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It kills your very escence,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your very hope, dies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the way you worry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But people, tell you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't do anything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just stand on by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But how can I stand there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And watch my friend go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the fact that I can't eat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sleep, or breath,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without thinking about you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without worying about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You can't do anything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Helpless little fool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't exactly, say anything, you fool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since she'll only think your,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, then, when the strain of breathing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And not eating, really gets to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fall, then, it'll happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I 'spose, it won't matter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since your blood'll already have been spilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This, pain, I can't withstraint,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This feeling, gotta' take somethin',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To pull me back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just feel, like crying,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like crying, like leaving it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To burn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leaving you to wander.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blood dripping from your soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, whos fault will it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mine for not watching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yours from not seeing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or hers for being?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who's fault will it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who will be left dripping? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116370545321369949?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116370545321369949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116370545321369949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116370545321369949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116370545321369949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/11/common-cause-for-concern.html' title='A Common Cause For Concern'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116259398866414482</id><published>2006-11-03T22:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:25:48.970+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Coloured Sketch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Out%20of%20bounds%20-%20coloured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Out%20of%20bounds%20-%20coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sketch of beth in manga form...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116259398866414482?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116259398866414482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116259398866414482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116259398866414482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116259398866414482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/11/coloured-sketch.html' title='Coloured Sketch'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116111687902816362</id><published>2006-10-17T21:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:31:08.673+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Close to Fantasies Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sure you can get pretty close,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with a gun in your hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but not close enough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to take her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gundrops lined with diamonds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and coppers on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stole your medallion,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm back to settle the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A heart of darkest pastels,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a soul of purest gold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm lost within a demon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm unstoppable, but still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least, my hearts not capable of breaking,&lt;br /&gt;Not capable of losing anything,but her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, she was yours,wasn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A pixie on the mantlepiece,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an angel by the stove,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so many I've collected,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hard to believe, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try to forget that I'm an arrogant fool,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't fall behind, I can't be shot,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not that I've tested that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey, how hard can it be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to steal away each fantasy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and live a life as full as every tear ever cried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, she was yours,wait, she's not anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116111687902816362?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116111687902816362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116111687902816362' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116111687902816362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116111687902816362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/10/close-to-fantasies-heart.html' title='Close to Fantasies Heart'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116111213708110624</id><published>2006-10-17T20:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:26:11.781+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Recent Manga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Manga%20Sketch%20-%20Battle.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Manga%20Sketch%20-%20Battle.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, here is the battle pose dude, he looks a little slanted here, but, don't worry, it can only get better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Manga%20-%20Gymanasium.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Manga%20-%20Gymanasium.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, another manga sketch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116111213708110624?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116111213708110624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116111213708110624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116111213708110624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116111213708110624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/10/recent-manga.html' title='Recent Manga'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116103608493454786</id><published>2006-10-16T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:26:45.221+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Recent Sketches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, the Warrior sketch is going well, Jamie. But it looks like blogger, has decided to forget picture loading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116103608493454786?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116103608493454786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116103608493454786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116103608493454786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116103608493454786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/10/recent-sketches.html' title='Recent Sketches'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116040908144748441</id><published>2006-10-09T16:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:27:09.457+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Kitten - Coloured</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Manga%20-%20Kitten%20-%20Coloured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Manga%20-%20Kitten%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116040908144748441?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116040908144748441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116040908144748441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116040908144748441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116040908144748441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/10/kitten-coloured.html' title='Kitten - Coloured'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116008189354223494</id><published>2006-10-05T21:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:27:48.220+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>New sketches - Outline Copic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Manga%20-%20An%20Improvement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Manga%20-%20An%20Improvement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/A%20swift%20Rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/A%20swift%20Rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116008189354223494?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116008189354223494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116008189354223494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116008189354223494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116008189354223494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-sketches-outline-copic.html' title='New sketches - Outline Copic'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-116007551669179462</id><published>2006-10-05T20:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:28:07.532+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>New Manga Sketches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Manga%20-%20Bunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Manga%20-%20Bunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Manga%20-%20great%20Pic%20-%20Chinese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Manga%20-%20great%20Pic%20-%20Chinese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Manga%20-%20Kitten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Manga%20-%20Kitten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-116007551669179462?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/116007551669179462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=116007551669179462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116007551669179462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/116007551669179462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-manga-sketches.html' title='New Manga Sketches'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115947690206458205</id><published>2006-09-28T21:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.206+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>ARC - Pattern</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20CD%20cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20CD%20cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More stuff for ICT it appears...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115947690206458205?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115947690206458205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115947690206458205' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115947690206458205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115947690206458205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/arc-pattern.html' title='ARC - Pattern'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115947665500620558</id><published>2006-09-28T21:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.206+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Dragon Logos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20Logo%20-%20Air%20Dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20Logo%20-%20Air%20Dragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20Logo%20-%20Water%20Dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20Logo%20-%20Water%20Dragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20Logo%20-%20Dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20Logo%20-%20Dragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115947665500620558?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115947665500620558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115947665500620558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115947665500620558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115947665500620558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/dragon-logos.html' title='Dragon Logos'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115947060983624571</id><published>2006-09-28T20:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.206+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Other ARC Logo's - Plus old logo coloured</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20Logo2%20-%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20Logo2%20-%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20Logo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20Logo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20Logo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20Logo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115947060983624571?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115947060983624571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115947060983624571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115947060983624571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115947060983624571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/other-arc-logos-plus-old-logo-coloured.html' title='Other ARC Logo&apos;s - Plus old logo coloured'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115894325981447371</id><published>2006-09-22T17:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.206+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/ARC%20-%20Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/ARC%20-%20Logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Angel Rocomposing Carelsessness logo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115894325981447371?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115894325981447371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115894325981447371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115894325981447371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115894325981447371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/logo.html' title='Logo'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115844533350785379</id><published>2006-09-16T23:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.206+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Sketch - A new Feature</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Extremely%20Rough%20Sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Extremely%20Rough%20Sketch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The picture above is a sketch, as for the poem below, that's called "Dreaming").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, here it is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Broken as a kiss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That doesn't mean anything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or so they say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let them go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loose control,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time and time again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And your opal eyes still streaming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are we to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look into your eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're dreaming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upon the skys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dreaming of another life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One with colourful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crystals for eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where a diamond falls from the clouds,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For every lie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And every tear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's still no fear in crying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115844533350785379?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115844533350785379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115844533350785379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115844533350785379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115844533350785379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/sketch-new-feature.html' title='Sketch - A new Feature'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115807788601209483</id><published>2006-09-12T17:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:18:06.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving Souls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One child, of the living,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Takes it, upon himself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To stop, all the killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Fair child," his mother told him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Please now, please take some rest."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"But, mother" he replied, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"How can I? With all these children out there dying."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I have a cause to fight." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Will you let me, travel through the night?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forever, the boy waited,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still hoping, to save the souls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remaining, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His mother, soon was ill,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She never, did tell him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How she slept each night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, now, it was clear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All he needed was a broken heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To cry himself to sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still as death, not beating,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All he needed was a tragidy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as it said upon her will,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He found one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Heed the wisdom in this world,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I live on, in the next,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still don't allow, berievment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To poison your soul."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, the boy waited,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still hoping, to save the souls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remaining, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His mother, soon was ill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still to this day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He does remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those sweet words,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which had filled his lips, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of his mothers dead beginnings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of those conversations, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which he never understood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fair child," his mother told him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Please now, please take some rest."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest, rest, just, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the dead,Rest, rest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why on Earth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was peace lurking in his mothers soul,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why, why, he just plain didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115807788601209483?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115807788601209483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115807788601209483' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115807788601209483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115807788601209483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/saving-souls.html' title='Saving Souls'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115765776022242422</id><published>2006-09-07T20:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>House Mascot - Coloured</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, the title says it all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the coloured version of my Chantrey House Mascot:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Chantrey%20Mascot%20-%20Manga%20Style%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115765776022242422?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115765776022242422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115765776022242422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115765776022242422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115765776022242422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/house-mascot-coloured.html' title='House Mascot - Coloured'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115764999168261408</id><published>2006-09-07T18:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>School Art Competition - Design a House Mascot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, We've been told to create a house mascot for our house (that's Chantrey for me), So, here it is, some say I will win, though I'm not so sure...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, here it is (Uncoloured):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Chantrey%20Mascot%20-%20Manga%20Style%20-%20Uncoloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115764999168261408?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115764999168261408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115764999168261408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115764999168261408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115764999168261408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-art-competition-design-house.html' title='School Art Competition - Design a House Mascot'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115722923557945287</id><published>2006-09-02T21:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>New Sketches - Coloured too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Sketch%20-%20One%20too%20many%20battles%20-%20coloured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Sketch%20-%20One%20too%20many%20battles%20-%20coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The one above is quite nice, it took some time to colour, but, hey, it's something to do at 11pm, isn't it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Skech%20-%20Maid%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one (above), Turned out the best, of all three, I really like it, but, as they say, comment away!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Sketch%20-%20Style%20Anyone%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This one, well, it's ok, she's supposed to be a fortune teller... *looks around suspiciously*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115722923557945287?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115722923557945287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115722923557945287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115722923557945287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115722923557945287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-sketches-coloured-too.html' title='New Sketches - Coloured too...'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115714098002830987</id><published>2006-09-01T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:32:31.620+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poem: Fire - The Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is not a game to be played lightly,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is life we're dealing with,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But hey, it's your death sentence,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanging on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here's a brewing fire, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lighting up the midnight sky,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's got your attention,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing else you see but the light,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a child, watching magic in the night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are mesmorized,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Briefly hypnotized,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still, easy to fool,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your death is approaching,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your heart still ain't racing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calm air fills the field,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The executioner, sharpens his axe,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all, you, of all people,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can think about, is the flames,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For they say, you have always,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been fascinated by fire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uncontrollable as it is,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still a memory in your dreams,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You claim one touch, from this masterpiece,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can kill, or save a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, now, is your chance, to see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By A.R.C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115714098002830987?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115714098002830987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115714098002830987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115714098002830987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115714098002830987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/09/poem-fire-masterpiece.html' title='Poem: Fire - The Masterpiece'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115686319689750318</id><published>2006-08-29T15:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Rashakae - Re-invented</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, I had a thought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Wouldn't it be a good idea to try and improve on the Rashakae sketch..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This idea brought forward many rough and random sketches/scribbles. But, I think I may finally be a step closer, here's the most recent sketch (Aqua is in it too).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Re-inventing%20Rashakae%20-%20Inked%20Version.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, and, yeah, I'm aware that it's pretty rough, but hopefully some tweaking and a good colour will bring it out of that stage, I hope...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115686319689750318?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115686319689750318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115686319689750318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115686319689750318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115686319689750318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/rashakae-re-invented.html' title='Rashakae - Re-invented'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115686042443665427</id><published>2006-08-29T14:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/A%20Call%20In%20The%20Middle%20Of%20Battle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/A%20Call%20In%20The%20Middle%20Of%20Battle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, once again, here is a random sketch (above) It was pretty bad at first, but, hey, I try... And, well it turned out like this, the girl, by the way, is calling to her dog (not shown on picture)... And, if you look carefully you will notice that there is a dude in the background (behind the girl) who is shooting a laser, (using a laser connon). The pillar to the right on the picture is also quite ruined, it has a hole in it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Sketchbook%20-%20Girl%20with%20a%20message%20for%20the%20messenger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, on to this one, well this is some really random thing, well, yeah, the letter, now that's top secret, so, you know, just hope when/if I draw the background in, that the right man grabs it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115686042443665427?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115686042443665427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115686042443665427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115686042443665427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115686042443665427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-once-again-here-is-random-sketch.html' title=''/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115671563738851063</id><published>2006-08-27T22:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Comic Cover - Coloured, and Character Scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Zhen%20-%20Comic%20Cover%20-%20Coloured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Zhen%20-%20Comic%20Cover%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, this is the comic cover, finally coloured, (minus the background, I still need a cold grey for that, as for the background gunge yellow, that's thanks to the scanner)...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Show%20Time%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is my sketch of an on stage thing... (It's slightly random, I suppose)... Still needs colour...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115671563738851063?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115671563738851063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115671563738851063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115671563738851063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115671563738851063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/comic-cover-coloured-and-character.html' title='Comic Cover - Coloured, and Character Scene'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115662624400828260</id><published>2006-08-26T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Comic Strip - Coloured</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/A4%20Sheet%20Sizing%20-%20Comic%20Strip%20-%20Zhen%20-%201%20%20%204%20-%20Words%20-%20Scanned%20in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/A4%20Sheet%20Sizing%20-%20Comic%20Strip%20-%20Zhen%20-%201%20%20%204%20-%20Words%20-%20Scanned%20in.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The comic is copy writed to me, A.R.C, as usual...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well here it is, coloured, although, my scanner is still on 'non-speaking' terms with me, and so has 'kindly' given me this yellow background. Next I shall colour the comic cover.... Just need to sort out the margin dimensions first.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115662624400828260?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115662624400828260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115662624400828260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115662624400828260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115662624400828260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/comic-strip-coloured.html' title='Comic Strip - Coloured'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115661408468592625</id><published>2006-08-26T18:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Comic Strip Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;why yes, it's true! I finally decided to begin writing/drawing a comic strip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, anyway, it's called 'Zhen Mod'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So anyway, I've completed the cover: (below. Will be colouring this soon).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Zhen%20-%20Comic%20Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As for the first comic strip, that's here: (Below, no words here, but my print out version has them... It just needs colour.).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/A4%20Sheet%20Sizing%20-%20Comic%20Strip%20-%20Zhen%20-%201%20%20%204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115661408468592625?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115661408468592625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115661408468592625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115661408468592625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115661408468592625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/comic-strip-idea.html' title='Comic Strip Idea'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115654142022810744</id><published>2006-08-25T22:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Guild Roleplay Character: Aqua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Aqua%20-%20Where%20have%20the%20pixie%20wings%20flown%20to%20-%20Coloured.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Aqua%20-%20Where%20have%20the%20pixie%20wings%20flown%20to%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, there we have it, Aqua! She is supposed to be a pixie, but I rather like this sketch, even without wings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She was also supposed to be blue in colour, but, I felt like throwing that idea in the waste paper bin, and colouring her as I wanted to, but, still, she could have always been this colour before Rashakae ended up with possesion of this flying pixie, back in the good old days when Mozzin took care of many a flying fellow, sometimes even pixies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115654142022810744?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115654142022810744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115654142022810744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115654142022810744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115654142022810744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/guild-roleplay-character-aqua.html' title='Guild Roleplay Character: Aqua'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115653651870930670</id><published>2006-08-25T20:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Guild Roleplay Character: Rashakae</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This isn't actually a perfect sketch of Rashakae, but it does look quite cool in the copic sketch marker colours: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Rashakae%20-%20A%20different%20Light%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Have become fond of strange yellow-ish backgrounds)...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115653651870930670?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115653651870930670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115653651870930670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115653651870930670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115653651870930670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/guild-roleplay-character-rashakae.html' title='Guild Roleplay Character: Rashakae'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115653370448289083</id><published>2006-08-25T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Copic Markers</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday I managed to buy some copic markers (12 Copic Ciao 'Skin Tone Colours', 4 sketch primary colours a Copic Marker Pad, and a muti-liner, with a nib width of 0.5 mm). All of which totaled to a grand price of Â£45.00. (Expensive, no?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started work on some of my sketches straight away, and, amazingly they have turned out quite well! I think I might post some of the sketches with and without colour, for your enjoyment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Fan%20Art%20-%20Sakura%20-%20Uncoloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncoloured Sakura (from Naruto) fan-Art drawing, yes I did draw this myself. The hair doesn't look to much like hers, but, it does improve with colour. &lt;strong&gt;(Above)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Fan%20Art%20-%20Sakura%20-%20Coloured.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Above is the finished drawing, well, almost finished, (I need a greeny-blue for the eyes...).... Anyway, I added a strangebackgroundy colour, (Because my scanner hates me) Oh, and the A.R.C, well, there my initials... But, lets not get into whether or not my first name is Angel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115653370448289083?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115653370448289083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115653370448289083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115653370448289083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115653370448289083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/copic-markers.html' title='Copic Markers'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115619523936634982</id><published>2006-08-21T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Sketch: Assasin in The Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Random%20Sketch%20-%20Assasin%20from%20the%20Wind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Random%20Sketch%20-%20Assasin%20from%20the%20Wind.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; A super random sketch, the face is terribly scribbled, but, luckily it doesn't show up too scribled when in this size... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115619523936634982?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115619523936634982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115619523936634982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115619523936634982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115619523936634982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/sketch-assasin-in-rain.html' title='Sketch: Assasin in The Rain'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115611039650223986</id><published>2006-08-20T22:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.209+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Sketches: Pixie and Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Pixie%20Captor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Pixie%20Captor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a sketch of a 'Pixie Captor' as I call them, well, it's interesting, oh, the little creature in the glass is a pixie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/The%20Islanders%20are%20here.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/The%20Islanders%20are%20here.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was randomly sketching today, and managed to get this. Luckily my scanner was acting, slightly, more friendly, so it came out in a fairly good style. Still, the hand shape could be improved, I better get on with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115611039650223986?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115611039650223986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115611039650223986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115611039650223986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115611039650223986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/sketches-pixie-and-island.html' title='Sketches: Pixie and Island'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115609462852643812</id><published>2006-08-20T18:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:32:31.620+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Heaven Hearts'</title><content type='html'>Just because the islands dead,&lt;br /&gt;And the children are not fed.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't mean the world must save them,&lt;br /&gt;They can save themselves,&lt;br /&gt;With no fear from treason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volcanoes going haywire,&lt;br /&gt;And natives eating bread,&lt;br /&gt;It all looks pretty peaceful,&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsunamies to the right,&lt;br /&gt;With earthquakes to the left,&lt;br /&gt;And still they pray to heaven,&lt;br /&gt;For a descent nights rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if they didn't know it,&lt;br /&gt;They're guarded in the eve,&lt;br /&gt;By creatures unlike you and I,&lt;br /&gt;Have ever seen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large claws on every tentacle,&lt;br /&gt;Fish breath in the air,&lt;br /&gt;And four large opal wings,&lt;br /&gt;Soft as an angel's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While people sleep so soundly,&lt;br /&gt;These creatures fill the sky,&lt;br /&gt;Watching over every hut,&lt;br /&gt;Right until they die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volcanoes going haywire,&lt;br /&gt;And natives eating bread,&lt;br /&gt;It all looks pretty peaceful,&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watch out for those creatures,&lt;br /&gt;Flying, over head,&lt;br /&gt;Though later on that evening,&lt;br /&gt;You'll wake up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's another poem, feel free to comment, oh there should be a picture of these creatures posted here soon, so look out for that)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115609462852643812?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115609462852643812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115609462852643812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115609462852643812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115609462852643812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/heaven-hearts.html' title='Heaven Hearts&apos;'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115608209969485109</id><published>2006-08-20T14:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:29:05.209+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manga'/><title type='text'>Manga Sketch - Opal Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/1600/Opal%20Tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7262/3623/320/Opal%20Tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my recent sketches, it's not a terrbily good sketch (it looks better in real life). I've really got to practice drawing hands... Ray thinks it's alright, though I don't think 'alright' particularly what I was going for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115608209969485109?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115608209969485109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115608209969485109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115608209969485109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115608209969485109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/manga-sketch-opal-tiger.html' title='Manga Sketch - Opal Tiger'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33052249.post-115608026832955385</id><published>2006-08-20T14:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:30:18.277+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Patterns on The Floor</title><content type='html'>I feel there are so many things I'd like to say to you,&lt;br /&gt;Though saying them would kill me, would kill me,&lt;br /&gt;And everything you worked for now would die.&lt;br /&gt;The land I touch is braking, and just like coal upon the fire,&lt;br /&gt;It burns thy's soul while underfoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short fury at thou's empty truth,&lt;br /&gt;fiery beginnings always end in ash.&lt;br /&gt;Ash to the kitten flames to the Raven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't walk away from me, as I have done before,&lt;br /&gt;I left this world to crash and fall,&lt;br /&gt;And yet I feel I'm still a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;My lowly shadow making patterns on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;Patterns, from now undying, broken patterns most gallore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, that was one of my poems, yeah, it's alright, I suppose, feel free to comment...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33052249-115608026832955385?l=amarynthous.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/feeds/115608026832955385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33052249&amp;postID=115608026832955385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115608026832955385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33052249/posts/default/115608026832955385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarynthous.blogspot.com/2006/08/patterns-on-floor.html' title='Patterns on The Floor'/><author><name>Amarynthous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125909285832712423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_drz2y7DPf_4/R9LnLkLG23I/AAAAAAAAABg/nalBfO3gTSY/S220/Ho+ho,+he+he-1.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
