- Last Record: 2011-02-22 04:18:36 +0100
- Joined: Aug 20, 2010
Ricktorres picture with my writing bit . . . .
I am . . . . Fire
Swirling in the wind I softly glow brightly in the night, sheltering the cold and lonely. With the aid of light forms the vibrant passion of hope. Smoothly flowing and surrounding the bitterness of the world I bring compassion. I am peaceful. I am calm.
Smiles rise up in circles of friends and stir the heart with mixes of fiery emotion. Bursts of hot flares of the loud beating sound from the chest bring anxious crushes together. Whether I am shared between lovers or friends, I will embrace everyone with my warmth and bind others together in a continuous unshakable force. I am love. I am the heart.
I am a wondrous site to behold but do not mistake me weak for I may spread leagues and destroy many lives when allowed to roll uncontrolled. I may destroy thousands of innocent lives but if controlled I am a force to be reckoned with. I am persistent. I am destructive.
Killing may be part of me but with the right barer I have strength solely for good. I am the large sky high red-orange phoenix with black coal eyes that rises at fallen comrades. Angered by the hatred and killing of evil of my friends, I will burn through the souls of darkness, crushing the chains of darkness restraining me and my team of protagonists. I will press on until the power of light shall prevail. I am only one of the forces of nature to assist the restoration of balance in the lush green world. I am powerful. I am fierce. I am fire.
Irva Mcbriden and her three little children
counted sheep as they lay
then she woke with a hoot
and murdered her loot,
now she has no one to slay.
BURNING dAN brightly embodied that bold beastly bliss sometimes referred to as "the creative spirit." He was my chief collaborator on the foundational incarnations of hitRECord.org over the years ...