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Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Moon Saga-Fantastic Travel 2

''When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,

And he will make the face of Heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.''
 — William Shakespeare (Romeo and Juliet) 


We have always lived our competitions,because we have them written in our genetic codes,being marvelously harmonized with serenity of nature to stir,and fed on our difference and originality.To fully understand ourselves,we need to adjust our views of the outer world to inner flow of spiritual energy longing to merge itself with the finest,ambrosial substance from which the whole universe has sprung and grown its dreams.To think different and be original is deeply seeded in us,and seemingly, the way we compensate for our weakness as we live secluded from the outer space;it appears that everything worth admiration is only a dream left by those who raised their eyes to the sky,..and yet, some of the past unforgettable stories and poems,or a masterpiece of art are remarkable reminiscences.....

--It is very nice observation,my dear lonely girl,,..i look at all your MIRACLES with respect and adoration...there are wonderful achievements to surpass all natural beauties i see around,and i see more than you...-said my heavenly friend.

My naughty nature responded again-but you are not jealous,and you don't feel must be because you are the only one here,and you never learned what having rivalry looks like.

-Your pride is not surprising...having been far away from you for a long time,i expect now to know more about your weird nature.Your loneliness and loveliness are subtle afterglow of your distinct nature;as you gradually begin to know yourself,you grow your mind's capabilities,absorbing spherical,pure and lifting energy,to crown your life with overall areal fluctuation,feeling the flush of seductiveness to spread across the vastness during magnificent,starry nights;the quietness makes your way as you use all your talents and gifts bestowed on you,..

-I know that words preceded everything,both good and bad,however,everyone should be cautious,..if the words were spoken too early or too late,they could be fatal,for it requires the right time to be recognized by someone; sometimes,we wait the whole life to get such a recognition...and again,i forget that earthly life is not valued properly, seen from above,all we have is an eternal craving for the stars,...-then a bliss in my voice followed-
Now i know,as i know myself,that every girl longs for a magical treat..and knowing them,i can't resist taking advantage of a chance to get something unique..for a GIFT is everlasting expectation from the heavens.

-Unless you want to stay with me,what can i offer you?Wouldn't you like to show your greatness while descending into earthly sobriety and hardness?-then,he added:
I have learned this long time ago:besides humans to occupy the earth,this world is haunted by another humanoid species,named Myrtles,..these hooded shadows remain concealed unless a fantastic love disturbs the realms of our universe and lovers feel stunned by mighty emotions,whereas every man knows a difference between light and darkness;he is in a hurry when the first crowing permeates heaven at the break of dawn, but as soon as alarming and diluted dusk falls,he thinks slower and changes the rhythm of his steps.
Then,as the visible world disappears,everyone becomes mystic and believes in unnatural things.Hence,a whir at midnight calls on the caution,for it becomes easy to mistake a shy step for a horrific and ghostly appearance, a knock on the door for a savage visitor,,...only,it is love to grow stronger,for her felicity and virgin appeal,correspond to such a nocturne atmosphere,coated with sublime,cobalt blue expectations,along with natural lanterns to change our attitudes,as we feel that we are not alone.And people still don't know the secret of eternal life,they are mortal and live in hope to reach their dreams.-he said with a quaint sigh of regret.
But death alone is not salvation,it is a solitary dreamer,seeking for familiarity,just like you;out of our sights and being energized steadily inside of you,there is an everlasting youth,complying with your inner nature.As you brought refreshing melancholy into my life,i shall do something very unusual and magnificent,.. that is why i decided to turn drops of sadness into wonderful gems for you...isn't it something an earthly girl expects along with natural gifts to make her a beauty?
And it is not undeserved,for your body is graced with strange and finest refinement,while your mind is able to feel overall sensation,making you self contained,, belong to cosmic realms more than earthly world and people.

Thankfully,i cited-From a story to repeat itself since the primeval times i learned that a gift is heavenly invention sent on the earth to teach people about act of gracefulness and gratefulness;if all that they desire were fulfilled at once,they would forget how to rejoice,to live with loving heart and hope forever,,
i shall pass the knowledge on my friends.Misunderstanding is a common issue between us and our angelic and ethereal ancestors,as they sway to the light when darkness falls upon us,and in-between we have so little to say each other,we forget fast and hardly forgive one another.
I knew it was just a consolation to us while neglecting our beautiful spherical side of nature-to shine from inside and long for the likeness in everyone and everything around;however i embraced the offer,for i didn't want to show how pompous i became all of a sudden.
-I can't leave my relatives on earth so humiliated and in ignorance,, pain after another and they will find themselves;i accept that not everyone is born with the same talents,that suffering is different as well as our ability to feel happy;while you dream of love,someone else's hate plots against you,and so,everything begins anew,and you look for new love,while old pictures rest in mystique of the years to rush past. 

Human intelligence and intellectual giftedness will secure our existence,in any form and regardless of cosmic turbulent and mighty nature;we are both hallowed and hellish composite after all!

A long time ago a spear changed one man's primal visions,and during the three hours of agony,his soreness broke the silence of the air,nevertheless,he stayed faithful to us and accepted his fate,..such a gentleness and affection i felt while being covered with a wondrous dress,puffy and sheer,made of foamy and radiant fabric,tailored in silky,soft,and capricious surrounding;then,i politely added a pinch of starry brilliance, for i trained myself to steadily consume all the luxury of a splendid space.

And an inborn vanity and arrogance followed me on my way,along with bleary dreams,confirming that expectations and visions are not in dissonance with everlasting nature to inspire and call on miracles.

The Poems
Emily Dickinson
—“A word is dead.”
'A word is dead when it is said, some say, I say it just begins to live that day. '
Emily Dickinson

the quotation
Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet

To be continued
A Notice

I republish the second sequel to Moon Saga and i will do the same to the others,while a few of them will look quite different.Thank you for constant interest in my writing and sharing your impressions with everyone who feels a bit happier after reading and leaving this blog.It is all about preparing my manuscript for publishing, both e-book and print book.
Thank you for understanding!

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