the last judgement..

poetic disarray...

i don not know how to handle this feeling.l..
here i am tonight,
sitting,
cryi8ng at the corner of my room..
all i'm facing now is the floor..
i can only see the dusts,
the blackness,
nothing more..
i feel sad and empty about what's happening..
i wish that someday someone will be proud of me..
tell the world how gorgeous, loving, and intelligent i am..
but then,
i know that it will happen after a long period of time...
after i'm gone..
lying cold in my coffin..
six feet below the ground...

politics..

the world of politics is really dirty..
i do not understand these politicians..
why do they have to kill each one of them?
is it because of power? fame? fortune?
well, for whatever reason they have,
i know that they are wrong..

in the first place,
they are at their position because of the people..
they are at the government to serve the people who voted for them..
they supposed to be the one whose working for us..
not us working for them..

i do understand that unity is a big factor for a country to be progressive..
but of course, the government and the people placed there are a big factor..

the Philippines..
the officials are corrupt..
the people just always comment..
no unity..
no progression..

but i do know that somewhere and somehow,
there are a lot of people here who makes a difference
and will be a big part for this contry's progression..

raindrops...

the busy drops of the rain,
it made me feel uncomfortable..
i wonder if someone could hear me
scream, moan, and cry..
my very intense weeping goes with the rain..
so busy,
so cold,
so harsh..
please, let everyone hear me!!
i'm dying!
dying in darkness!
dying in silence..

my poem..

just when i thought that i could sleep when i close my eyes,
suddenly my heart beated fast.
it made me feel heavy from within.
the heaviness it brings
the anger it feels
and the coldness it gives
made my tears ran down to my cheeks.
it watered my dry lips.
the saltiness of my tears
a proof of the bitterness within me.



i could not see myself
i'm all alone...
i do not know how to handle this feeling
but i know i could get over it.
a special hug could only warm my heart
to make me feel fully alive again
my love...

Witchcraft History

Infused with mystery, fear, unbelievable and grim facts and records, Witchcraft History can be traced back to centuries.

The word ‘Witchcraft’ has been derived from the word ‘Wicca’ which means ‘the wise one’. Witchcraft has been seen as a magical phenomenon, a pagan worship or religion, sorcery, and others, at different periods in Witchcraft History.

The earliest records of the concept and practice of witchcraft can be traced to the early days of humankind when witchcraft was seen as magical a phenomenon that was invoked for magical rites which ensured good luck, protection against diseases, and other reasons.


However, it was not until 1000 AD that the practice of Witchcraft and witches invoked the wrath of priests, Christianity, and members of the society. Witchcraft, seen as a religion of the ancient and traditional pagan religion which worships the feminine, earthly, and masculine aspects of God, was considered as anti-Christian and a heresy.

Held to be against the declarations and beliefs of the Church, witches were considered as evil, making pacts and connections with the Devil. It was even believed that witches engaged in practices such as flying, invisibility, killing, taming black wolves and cats to spy on people, and others.

The belief in the existence of witches was strengthened particularly after Pope Innocent VIII issued a declaration in the 1498 confirming their existence in society, and inquisition increased, although in 1200, killing of witches had already become authorised by Pope Gregory IX.



The Inquisition thus began after 1200 on orders of the Church to discover the witches or heretics who were believed to be evil and against the Church. Full-fledged killing of witches was, however, recorded in the 1500s and 1600s.

The first crusade against witches was held in 1022 AD when a witch was burned to death. Witchcraft History echoes the terrible campaign against Witchcraft in Salem in 1692 in which 150 people were tried as suspects of practicing witchcraft.




People suspected as witches were usually burned at stakes, and those pleading their innocence were either stoned to death or even sometimes thrown in water to prove their innocence. Witches usually faced severe and painful deaths or punishments.


A juxtaposition of good as well as evil views, Witchcraft History is, thus, a stock of shocking, yet hypnotising incidents of humankind and their crusade against the practice of Witchcraft.

www.witchcraft.com

Witchcraft and Christianity

The earliest Christian document to examine witch craft was the Canon Episcopi, which appeared in round year 906, even though it may have been written centuries earlier. The canon was intended as a guide for the use of bishops in carrying out their duties.

Year 1324 in Ireland, in one of the most bizarre cases in the history of witch craft, this barrier collapsed as sorcery and rising religious concepts of the devil became inextricably entwined. The victim, Ireland’s first major witch, was neither helpless nor an aging crone, and desire for her property and power was certainly a significant motivation behind her trial. For lady Alice Kyteler was the wealthiest woman in Kilkenny when she was accused of being a witch. Her accuser, Bishop Richard de Ledrede, a Franciscan trained in France, was at the time less powerful than Lady Alice.

Among the charges brought against Lady Alice were that she denied Church allegiances, parodied religious ceremony, sacrificed animals, using the words ‘fi, fi, fi, amen’, creating powders and ointments containing worms, herbs, parts of dead men and unborn baby, and engaged in intimacies with a man who appeared as a cat and a black dog.

Even though she certainly was involved in practice of some sort of ritual magick, Lady Alice fought the charges repeatedly before finally seeking refuge in England. Unfortunately she left her maid Petronilla behind, and Petronilla was tortured until she admitted that her mistress was a sorceress of extraordinary talents and a participant in lavish nocturnal orgies.

www.witchcraft.com

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want to try my music?

aw!!!! this is my celebrity crush! weEEEEE! he's really cute!

Bible verses to let you out of darkness..

Joh 8:12
Then spake Jesus again unto
them, saying, I am the light of
the world: he that followeth me
shall not walk in darkness, but
shall have the light of life

Mt 6:23
But if thine eye be evil, thy
whole body shall be full of
darkness. If therefore the light
that is in thee be darkness,
how great is that darkness!

John 1:5
And the light shineth in
darkness; and the darkness
comprehended it not.

Job 33:29
Lo, all these things worketh
God oftentimes with man,
Job 33:30
To bring back his soul from
the pit, to be enlightened with
the light of the living.

John 1:6
There was a man sent from
God, whose name was John.

John 1:7
The same came for a witness,
to bear witness of the Light,
that all men through him might
believe.

2Corinthians 4:3
But if our gospel be hid, it is
hid to them that are lost:
2Co 4:4
In whom the god of this world
hath blinded the minds of
them which believe not, lest
the light of the glorious gospel
of Christ, who is the image of
God, should shine unto them.

Grasslands...

don't you ever want to lie down at this kind of place?



to relax and look at the stars at night?




it's nice to know that our world has a place like this.
Grasslands that makes us feel very peaceful and free.
I do want to go to one of these grasslands one day,
and relax and feel free from all the stress that life's
giving.

Pick Pockets (based on a true story... sort of.)

Classes are already dismissed. We made our way out of school. This day was very exhausting but fun. Me and my bestfriend decided to go home early for us to get some sleep when we arrive home. We made our walk from school to the highway and then ride on a jeepney.

When we sat on the seat of the jeepney with relief on our faces. At last, we can sit down now after the long walk that we did. My bestfriend and I started to talk on things like the latest gossips that has been around in school. Jeepneys stop on every place that there are passengers waiting for a ride, there the driver got 3 men passengers. One of the men sat beside my besfriend and the two of them sat infront of us at the opposite seat. Me and my bestfriend chat happily while the jeep is running smoothly on the road. No one could tell that there are troubles along the way. The ride was quite too smooth to think about accidents.

Our ride on the jeep was about to end because we are near on our destination. As we made our chat, my bestfriend felt that there is something moving on her pocket. She tried to ignore it at first, but then can't stand it so she take a look on what's moving on her pocket. She was so furious to find out that the man beside her was holding her wallet from her pocket. Shocked, she grabbed her wallet from the man's hand, but the man was too strong, so she struggled to get her wallet back. The man didn't want to return the wallet and with a strong tug my bestfriend flung to the jeep's floor. I was shocked at the event. Everyone else in the jeep was shocked even the driver. I cleared my mind from the shock that i felt, as the man made his way out of the jeep, i grabbed his shirt to stop him. But he was too strong for me. The man made his way out but my bestfriend followed him and still struggled to get the wallet. I helped her, but without any warnings, one of the man's company came close to my bestfriend and stabbed her at the back.




Everything seems to be in a slow motion. I screamed as i saw my bestfriend crying falling to the floor with a knife at her back. Blood has been drained out of her. A pool was made out of her blood. I run to my bestfriend not minding the men, with my bestfriend's wallet with them who stabbed her, running away from us as fast as they could. I cried. Cried so hard to know that my bestfriend is lying at the floor dead. Yes, she is dead. My bestfriend is already dead. I don't know what to think. I don't know what to say. I just screamed and cried in agony. My bestfriend died because of those pick pockets who has lame reasons for stealing my bestfriend's wallet.

It's been a year now since my bestfriend death. I still can't forget what had happened. It's all still fresh on my mind. I hope that who ever made that to my bestfriend, may God forgive them.

Pain Of The Night (by Sweett)

Watch as this tear falls into empty space
See it fall into life's nameless place
Can you see the sparkle as it catches the light
That sparkle once was happiness that is no longer in sight
As it falls watch it, its color has changed
From blue to bright red, it has a wide range

There it goes all alone, it continues to fall
With it, it takes the emotion, the emotion of all
Wait, can you hear it? A sob has broke free
Has shook the lungs cold, but yet it continues to be
Here it comes, a force has been built between the eye
A wall of shear water, it's now time to cry

A shudder, a scream, darkness envelops your soul
The darkness of the night has taken its toll

Faith in God..

I do not know why some people are faithless to God. It's quite amusing to know that someone is very faithful to god, yet it is also quite amusing and intriguing as well to know that someone doesn't even want to pray. What's wrong with them?



Here goes a friend of mine who (i guess)doesn't even kknow how to pray. Whenever i text him good night and pray before you sleep", he always tells me, "do i have to do that? Can you please just do that for me, i think he will listen more when other people do the praying for you". It really bothers me, that's why I always asks him why he is faithless to God, and i always got zero replies.

As a born again christian, it is already stamped in my heart to put God as the center of my lige. Being a born again Christian is not just a religion, it is, in general, Christians who came back to Christ, accept himand live with him as a center of his life. A born again spirit. I do admit that there came a time that i hated Christ because of unhappy happenings in my life. I was such a mess then. But then, when I attended a worship service of a church, i realized that i am such a sinner. I was so wicked and evil to do such things. With those realizations, i prayed to God to help my spirit get back to him and be reborn. And as expected, my prayers has been answered. I already have a new spirit. New perspective. New life. A life full of love with God.

So why be faithless? Is it because you can't have the miracle that you want in life? Is it because you do not go to mass? For what ever reason there is, it is not fair to be faithless. While in fact, you need to hold on tighter to God.

my wanderings through the stars..

i always wanted to be with the stars..
always wanted to reach for them..
i always wander to the world through this stars.
it relaxes me and gave me a peaceful mind.
if only the world is still beautiful enough
i'm sure that there is a place where we could lie down
and look for our star..

lying beneath a gun..

two shots of hate from a mouth as loud as a gun,
like an assasin ... who does it for fun.

two deafening blows in a war that has just begun,
life gone away...i'm done.

two red roses sitting on my coffin, the wind blows, leaving only one
the world i know disappears...like the setting sun.

So I Thought... (Flyleaf)

All your twisted thoughts free flow
To everlasting memories
Show soul
Kiss the stars with me
And dread the wait for
Stupid calls returning us to life
We say to those who are in love
It can't be true 'cause we're too young
I know that's true because
so long I was
So in love with you
So I thought

A year goes by
And I can't talk about it

On my knees
Dim lighted room
Thoughts free flow try to consume
Myself in this
I'm not faithless
Just paranoid of getting lost or that I might lose
Ignorance is bliss cherish it
Pretty neighborhoods
You learn to much to hold
Believe it not
And fight the tears
With pretty smiles and lies
About the times

A year goes by
And I can't talk about it

The times weren't right
And I couldn't talk about it

Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last, between
Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last, between

And I'm praying that we will see
Something there in between
Then and there that exceeds all we can dream
So we can talk about it

[guitar solo]

Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last, between
Chorus Romance says goodnight
Close your eyes and I'll close mine
Remember you, remember me
Hurt the first, the last, healing

And I'm praying that we will see
Something there in between
Then and there that exceeds all we can dream

And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus there in between
And all these twisted thoughts I see
Jesus there in between

You can't break a girl who is already broken...

I know what you like in a girl, and I try to be it. I know I can't be, but I never give it. I know I could do it, change just for you. I know you'll surely notice me, but something might through.

I know I will not be happy, if I hide the real me. Trying the best to be the other side of me, I know I must face the truth, I'm not the girl you're looking for; the girl that you want to be and the girl of your fantasy.

I know i should kill myself if I stop worrying about you. I know I have to stop loving you, but I still prayed that someday you'll notice me, suring the best of me, hoping that you would like and admire me.

the rain is here again..

The rain is here again. I do not know if God send it for me to have company for my loneliness. Last night, i'm quite irritated to my bestfriend's girlfriend. She actually got jealous when she knew that me and my bestfriend calls each other "bhe" (short for baby)! What about that?! I started to get furious about it, there's nothing to worry about that closeness and besides what's the sense of getting jealous! I got lonely because my bestfriend is such an idiot to get crazy over this kind of girl. Everytime he texted me, he is always lonely that sometimes he wanted to cry just because of his girlfriend. I do not know why people became so inlove with the wrong person. I wonder why it is love is so complicated.

I know how it is to love so deep, and yet i still don't get it. If people are so inlove, why do they have to hurt the other one? Many questions came into my mind that made me so weak. I think this is all nonsense but it keeps on bothering me.