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blog post It's Not About You, It's About Me...
Posted in Passion, Dreamz on Apr 25, 2009 at 7:43 PM
Current Mood: wicked
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Slowly I rise from the once comfortable bed, on which I was lying. I cannot feel my legs, yet I manage to stumble to the dressing table. I glance up and look into the mirror, “who are you?,” I cautiously ask the figure staring back at me. She seems to be so tired, broken and depressed. I wonder if she has always been this way or if something only recently upset her..? I have seen her before, the last time I saw her she seemed so happy and carefree, and yet look at her now…. I see it in her eyes that the world is caving in around her, she is trying to be strong, she is trying to hold it up, but to no avail. She is shaking tremendously and I can see that she fears she is going to fail.

As I stand gazing at her, I see the little droplets fill her eyes. She tries to hold them back, but the emotion overwhelms her completely. Suddenly, I realize that I can feel the droplets that are running down her face, I am feeling her pain and her heartache. This fear is overwhelming, why do I feel what she feels? Who is the girl staring back at me as she cries..?

My legs soon give way, and I sink into an uncomfortable position on the floor. My legs are tucked beneath me, my head is resting on the cold, hard floor and I still feel those droplets running down my face. “Stop this!,” I scream aloud, yet I don’t stop. I begin to shake uncontrollably. “Please stop…?!,” I plead with myself, as the tears flow, this cannot be right. “You have not been so soft in an eternity, what has come over you suddenly?!”

The emotions soon swallow me whole, as I realize that the figure, the one who stares at me, the girl consumed by so much pain and fear, she is really me. My eyes feel puffy and my body feels old and tired. Slowly my eyes begin to close, and the world turns black…

Here I stand at the edge of a cliff, with the wind blowing all around me, and the waves angrily breaking on the rocks below. I feel so overwhelmed by this unknown emotion, and my eyes soon fill with hundreds of tiny droplets…


As the sky turns a dark shade of blue-black, the wind begins to blow vigorously… I can feel the wind nudging me, whispering to me, telling me “jump and it will all be over.” I stand on the ledge, close my eyes and spread my arms as if to fly, when suddenly a huge gust of wind comes up from behind and pushes me off of the ledge… I open my eyes and realize that I am falling! The speed at which I am hurtling towards the ocean is tremendous, yet it feels as if I am falling in slow motion. Slowly but surely the ocean is closing in on me, and the rocks are getting closer and closer. I am just about to hit the sharp, jagged rocks when everything around me turns black… “What just happened…?!” I wonder to myself. Strange as it may seem, I am still falling at a rate of knots, and I cannot see an end to this darkness through which I fall

It feels as though I am being shaken, even as I fall. At first the shaking is quite gentle, but soon it becomes violent and vigorous… Suddenly I open my eyes, I’m still on the floor where I collapsed earlier, and oh no… it’s him, he’s here, he is the reason I am shaking so violently… My body is now aching. Why must this happen to me?! Soon I am again completely consumed by numbness, my only true friend… Slowly the world begins to turns black around me once more..

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She reaches for
Her trusty pen
Oh words, dear words
Bring forth poem's end

Of love, of loss
These all be true
But please I beg
Bring them clear through

My mind is twisted, clouded
Confused
My God
I ask

For you to choose
Words that "speak"
More than define
Words that "say"
As much as rhyme

Bring forth that mystic
Muse of devotion
Bring forth true
My heart's emotion

So that these words may
Be released
From my soul
Into poetic breeze

And if perhaps
They touch but one
Then I shall know
Thy Will be done.


~Lil Wing~

Added this footnote ... I want to add that I am writer., maybe a wannabee writer but nevertheless have been keepin notes, journals since high school. Most that I have shared is not about anyone but my own feelings and thoughts on life's experiences.. Some is from past notes that written and few is unfinished and when a certain occasion arises and reminded me to write a letter like or story and helps me to let go and close that part of dark chapters . Writings that I can only really express myself in order too keep my insane thoughts from progressing and release those unhealthly feelings instead of running too quit fixes of self destruction mobile aye lol. It is really a tool to help repair some holes in your heart and soul and release those negs vibes and fill it up with positive spirits and learn from it and to let go. Everyone, is different but all same meaning as writers to write down and you can visionalize where you been what you done about it and where you go from there, am I write or right aye lol, please feel free to give me some feedback oki? Don't be afraid for I won't bite unlesssss, im kidding. Oki so last thing I like to say is I respect all writers and when you can read in between lines and reply back wow we are doing oki. God Bless us and you...Mare


blog post Make Yourself....
Posted in Passion, Dreamz on Mar 21, 2009 at 8:06 PM
Current Mood: mellow
In your element, you can be

as fierce and as fast as your will can see.
You

can
push your heart to burst,

endure keen pain, ignore plain thirst,
surge through trials,

and sweat through hills,
embracing heat,

imbibing chills
To make yourself

As diamond-hard

As any king

On any card.
This is your hand--

Why would you play

Like other winners of today?

If they are special,

So are you-

If special all,

Is any true?
The only way that you should sleep

Is knowing that your talent’s deep,

And deeply-worked

And longly-saught

And carved in ways

Others are not.
The greatest thing that you can do

is carve a unique, fiercesome you.

So carve, my friend, and I’ll stand by,

encourage with a loving eye…

And you can know, behind the scenes,

I’m loving carving unique-me.


~Dare2Speak~



Dare 2 speak

And I ensure

That others content

2 endure

The dim of dismal timid more

Will secret-silently implore

For yet a sparkling waves-worth more

Of the vibrant starlit shore

That is your radiant spirit,

That does 4ever soar!


Lady of Fantasy
~Innocence 4 Wisdom~



Hawks in her arteries,

Eagles in her eyes…

All her life

They’ve stretched their wings

And lead to swift surprise.



And though they’ve done this boldy,

Catching others’ sight,

They’ve not yet

Done it wildly,

Nor flown aggressive flight.



But now their pulse is quickened.

Their blood beats colder, too.

They’ve learned to soar

With shielded hearts;

Winds changed in knowing you.


Lady of Fantasy
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~Primitive Elegant~



Primitive-elegant.

Exists such a glow?

One wild as wolf tracks,

One gentle as snow…



Can the same swift steps that race ‘neath the moon

Waltz, graceful-light, to the violin’s tune?

Does snow-pearl skin, unaccustomed to earth

Blaze like skin bronzed after riverside mirth?



And how do they join,

Fair-mannered & fierce?

Can such distinct spirits

Share one gorgeous sphere?...



So that when coalesced,

They’d sing songs of merge,

With lines painting Venice,

but still praising birds.



On pine-lined paths I forge crystal dreams;

My pulse pushes fast at silk-sand-woven seams.

I’ll race you, bear-lightning.

I’ll pace you, harp-song.

Primitve elegant?

It’s here lived,

all along

Light anyone? aye
~Lil Wing~ Mare


blog post Lil Wing.....
Posted in Passion, Dreamz on Mar 10, 2009 at 10:20 AM
Current Mood: fabulous
Rainbow Wings 2 :] Pictures, Images and Photos

Fly, fly lil wing
Fly beyond imagining
The softest cloud, the whitest dove
Upon the wind of heaven's love
Past the planets and the stars
Leave this lonely world of ours
Escape the sorrow and the pain
And fly again

Fly, fly precious one
Your endless journey has begun
Take your gentle happiness
Far too beautiful for this
Cross over to the other shore
There is peace forevermore
But hold this mem'ry bittersweet
Until we meet

Fly, fly do not fear
Don't waste a breath, don't shed a tear
Your heart is pure, your soul is free
Be on your way, don't wait for me
Above the universe you'll climb
On beyond the hands of time
The moon will rise, the sun will set
But I won't forget

Fly, fly lil wing
Fly where only angels sing
Fly away, the time is right
Go now, find the light



Well she’s walking through the clouds
With a circus mind that’s running round
Butterflies and zebras
And moonbeams and fairy tales
That’s all she ever thinks about
Riding with the wind.

When I’m sad, she comes to me
With a thousand smiles, she gives to me free
It’s alright she says it’s alright
Take anything you want from me, anything
Anything.

Fly on little wing,
Yeah yeah, yeah, little wing



Hugs N Snugs from ~Lil Wing~ Mia

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blog post Pain....
Posted in Life on Jan 20, 2009 at 6:56 PM
Current Mood: sick
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What is the definition of Pain?

Pain is when you have staples in your head

Pain is when you have stitches in your legs more than once.

Pain is when a cat claws you until you bleed.

What is the definition of Pain?

Pain is when you see all of your belongings turn to ash before your eyes.

Pain is seeing your mother crying because you have no shoes to wear to
school tomorrow

Pain is getting something you can’t reach even though it’s a few inches
from your reach.

Pain is getting something from underneath something and falling down on
you breaking you.

Pain is getting up in the morning knowing you will be persecuted by your
peers at school.

Pain is seeing your flesh and blood move because they cannot live with
you anymore

What is the definition of Pain?

Pain is breaking your arm and you can’t afford to go to the doctor

Pain is starving yourself to death so that your children may live to see
another day

Pain is seeing your father starve himself to that his children can get
married and continue the family line

Pain is see other people suffering while you sit on a soft cushion on the
couch watching T.V. eating junk food

Pain is seeing your parents die right in front of you by a person who
only wants a little money to see another day

Pain is knowing you did nothing to stop the murderer who murdered your
parent’s right in front of you

Pain is countless millions of people suffering because they have no food
to eat or something to drink to quench their parched throats

Pain is having a tree fall on you and you can’t lift it by yourself
without help from another person who is not there to help you

What is the definition of Pain?

Pain is seeing your house burn down right before your eyes knowing you
cannot save any of the things you cherish most

Pain is attacking someone out of desperation to get away because they had
done the unspeakable

Pain is seeing people die in your arms after you told them everything is
going to be all right when you know the person is going to die

Pain is seeing your siblings cry for something you have done

Pain is knowing that you will die and never to see another sun rise,
sunset, or the moon rise up in the sky

Pain is dying a slow terrible death alone in the desert with no one
around to comfort you

Pain is crying yourself to sleep knowing this is the only way for you to
sleep at night (like me)

What is the definition of Pain?

Pain is seeing the person you love everyday then seeing the person you
love die before your eyes never getting a chance to say good-bye or to say that you love them

Pain is seeing people poison the land that you live on knowing that you
did nothing to stop it

Pain is forcing yourself to get out of bed just to go to school or work
knowing that you are going to have a bad day

Pain is stabbing yourself in the heart or slitting your wrists trying to
stop the pain that your friends have caused you

What is the definition of Pain?

Pain is seeing someone you care about die in a hospital never telling
them that you love them knowing that it is too late to say it

Pain is writing your heart and soul into something that it will not be
read by other people’s eyes

Pain is not seeking help from other people even though it will benefit
you

Pain is making a decision that it may cost several people their lives
knowing that your hand cost them their lives

Pain is getting betrayed by someone you loved and trusted knowing that
you have to see them tomorrow

Pain is one word that can send you to crying your eyes out

Pain is people hurting other people because they are different from you

Why is Pain in this World? Who creates more meaning of Pain? Man is the
source of Pain. Once Man is gone so shall the Pain be gone as well

Pain is an unwanted expression in people’s lives. Everyone has it.

Everyone tries to run from it. Some even try to face it. While others
try to out run it. Everyone pretends it is just a word and nothing more.

Even the people who are running know it is pointless to run from it. It
will catch them in the end

Why does Pain exist?

It is the balance of Life. Without Pain there is no Fear without Fear
there is no Control without Control there is no Obedience without
Obedience there is Nothing but stray lost dogs in a strange town in very
strange big world

Some people cannot cope with pain. While others live and breathe by it as
they live their life

The only way to get rid of Pain is to die never to think of Pain again

What is the definition of Pain?


Please you readers tell me what your great definition of Pain?? ~Lil Wing~


[My mood has been pain because of recent fall on ice last week n now my tailbone is feeling the effects and doctor did warned me that you think you feel alright just because on first or second day you don't feel no pain but you do after few days and wowz feeling the pinchs n bruise lol. Sometimes I write to match my mood whether its pain, happy, curious etc etc. I love writing and love this site too aye I get such inspired being here or there even aye lol. I know I am so far behind in views/comments but will catch up. I also appreciate your sharing with me your comments and RATING too for most of us me including forget to 'rate it' we all wanted to be rated...I be okay I heal bit faster but with this brrr cold cold icey weather here the healing part tends to be bit slow and difficult to cope:) but I got help..if it isn't vikes (vicodins) helping or hot tub soaking while listening to music, writing surely is next best healing medicine hmmm??? smiles. Thank you again and have wonderful week..love N hugs ~Mare~




blog post Chaaa Yesh I Am Ass, Tell Meeee What Are You;)....
Posted in Life on Oct 27, 2008 at 6:07 AM
Current Mood: mellow
LOOK UP YOUR BIRTHDAY AND SEE WHAT YOU ARE. FORWARD ON TO PEOPLE THAT YOU THINK THAT WOULD GET A KICK OUT OF THIS... INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO YOU. PUT YOUR BIRTHDAY ANIMAL IN THE SUBJECT LINE AND PASS IT ON.
Don't forget to scroll down to see what it says about you.

January 01 - 09 ~ Ass
January 10 - 24 ~Slug
January 25 - 31 ~Cockroach
February 01 - 05 ~ Parasite
February 06 - 14 ~Bullfrog
February 15 - 21 ~Skunk
February 22 - 28 ~ Snake
March 01 - 12 ~ Ape
March 13 - 15 ~ Cockroach
March 16 - 23 ~ Slug
March 24 - 31 ~ Parasite

April 01 - 03 ~ Ass
April 04 - 14 ~ Snake
April 15 - 26 ~ Slug
April 27 - 30 ~ Skunk
May 01 - 13 ~ Slug
May 14 - 21 ~ Bullfrog
May 22 - 31 ~ Cockroach
June 01 - 03 ~ Slug
June 04 - 14 ~ Skunk
June 15 - 20 ~ Ass
June 21 - 24 ~ Ape
June 25 - 30 ~ Parasite

July 01 - 09 ~ Slug
July 10 - 15 ~ Ass
July 16 - 26 ~ Bullfrog
July 27 - 31 ~ Parasite
August 01 - 15 ~ Ape
August 16 - 25 ~ Slug
August 26 - 31 ~ Skunk
September 01 - 14 ~ Bullfrog
September 15 - 27 ~ Parasite
September 28 - 30 ~ Ass

October 01 - 15 ~ Ape
October 16 - 27 ~ Skunk
October 28 - 31 ~ Snake
November 01 - 16 ~Cockroach
November 17 - 30 ~Parasite
December 01 - 16 ~ Ass
December 17 - 25 ~ Ape
December 26 - 31 ~ Bullfrog

If you are an Ass : A very loyal and sweet person. Your loyalty can never be doubted. You are quite honest and sincere when it comes to your attitude towards working. You are a very simple person, indeed. Absolutely hassle free, humble, and down-to-earth!! That explains the reason why your friends cling on to you! You have a good taste for clothes. If your wardrobe is not updated with what is trendy, you sure are depressed. Popular and easy-going. You have a little group of dignified friends, a! ll of them being quality-personified.

If you are a Slug : Always up to some sort of a mischief! The mischievous gleam in your eyes is what makes you so cute and attractive to everyone. You are an extremely fun-to-be-with kind of person. No wonder people seek your company and look forward to include you for all get-together's. However, you are sensitive which is a drawback. People need to select their words while talking to you. If someone tries to fiddle around and play with words while dealing with you, it is enough to invite your wrath. God bless the person then!

If you are a Cockroach : Quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person. You best try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight. An outdoor person, you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration. You are a born leader, and have it in you how to tactfully derive work fro m p eople. You love being loved and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all theirs!!!! Well, well... Hence some people could even take an advantage, flatter you to the maximum and get their work done. So be careful.....

If you are a Parasite : An extremely lovable, adorable person, sometimes shy, with a passion for quick wit. At times, you prefer quietness. You love exploring various things and going into depth of each thing. Under normal circumstances you're cool but when given a reason to, you are like a volcano waiting to erupt. You're a fashion bird. People look forward to you as an icon associated with fashion.. Basically, you mingle along freely but don't like talking much to strangers. People feel very easy in your company. You observe care in choosing your friends.

If you are a Skunk : You are near to perfect and nice at heart. The examples of your kindness are always circulated in groups of people. You, too, love peace. You wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong. You are loved due to this. You do not wish to talk behind one's back. People love the way you always treat them. You can give, give, and give love, and the best part is that you do not expect it back in return. You are generous enough. Seeing things in a practical light is what remains the best trait of you guys.

If you are a Bullfrog: You symbolize a very happy-go-lucky approach in life. Whatever the surroundings may be, grim or cheerful, you remain unaffected. In fact, you spread cheer wherever you go. You are the leader of your group of friends and good at consoling people in their times of need. You dislike hypocrisy and tend to shirk away from hypocrites. They can never be in your good books, no matter what. You are very methodical and organized in your work. No amount of mess, hence, can ever encompass you. Beware, it is easy for you to fall in love....

If you are a Snake : You are mysterious. You are someone who can handle pressure with ease, and can handle any atmosphere without going berserk. You can be mean at times, and love to gossip with your selected group. Very prim and proper. You like all situations and things to be in the way you desire, which, sometimes is not possible. As a result, you may lose out in some relationships. But otherwise, you love to help people out from difficult and tight spots when they really need you.

If you are an Ape : Very impatient and hyper!!! You want things to be done as quick as possible. At heart, you are quite simple and love if you are the center of attraction. That way, you people are unique.. You would like to keep yourself safe from all the angles. Shall your name be dragged or featured in any sort of a controversy, you then go all panicky. Therefore, you take your precautions from the very beginning. When you foresee anything wrong, your sixth sense is what saves you from falling in traps. Quite a money minded bunch you people are!!

~Lil Wing~


blog post The Sky-Girl
Posted in Tales and Legends on Sep 30, 2008 at 8:28 AM
Current Mood: mellow

An Algonquin Legend
Algon was a great hunter who found a strange circle cut in the prairie grass. Hiding in the bushes nearby, he watched to see what might have caused it. Finally, a great willow basket descended from the sky bearing twelve beautiful maidens.
The maidens got out of the basket and began singing celestial songs and doing circle dances. All of the girls were beautiful, but the most beautiful of all was the youngest, with whom Algon was immediately smitten.
He ran toward the circle in the hope of stealing her away, but just as he arrived, the girls were alarmed and left in the basket, which flew high into the sky. This happened again three more times, but Algon's resolve only grew. Then he devised a strategy.
He placed a hollow tree trunk near the circle. Inside the tree trunk lived a family of mice. He took some charms out of his medicine bag and transformed himself into a mouse. When the girls in the basket next arrived, he and the other mice ran among the girls. The girls stomped on the mice killing all of them but Algon, who then resumed his human form and carried off his beloved.
He took her to his village and in time she fell in love with him. They had a son and the three lived very happily for a time. But as the years passed, the sky- girl grew very homesick. She spent the entire day gazing up at the sky, thinking of her sisters and parents. This homesickness continued until she could no longer bear it. So she built a magic willow basket, placed her son and some gifts for her people in it, climbed in, and headed for the sky. She remained there for years.
In her absence, Algon pined for his wife and son. Every day he went to sit in the magic circle, in the hope that they would return. He was now growing old.
Meanwhile, in the far-off sky-country, his son was growing into manhood. The lad asked questions about his father, which made the sky-girl miss Algon. She and her son spoke to her father, the chief of the sky-people. He told them to go back to the Earth, but ordered them to return with Algon and the identifying feature of each of the Earth animals.
Then the sky-girl and the son returned to Earth. Algon was overjoyed to see them and was eager to gather the gifts the sky-chief wanted. From the bear, he took a claw; from the eagle, hawk, and falcon, a feather; from the raccoon, its teeth; and from the deer, its horns and hide. He placed all of these gifts in a special medicine bag, and ascended with his wife and son to the sky- country in their willow basket. His father-in-law divided the tokens among his people, offering tokens to Algon and the sky-girl; and they chose the falcon feather. The chief said that they should always be free to travel between the sky-country and the Earth, and so Algon and his wife became falcons. Their descendants still fly high and swoop down over the forests and prairies.

Things We Do - Indigenous


INDIAN LOVE POEM

How then can I tell you of my love?
Strong as Eagle, soft as dove, ,
patient as pine tree, that stands in the sun,
and whispers to the wind, "You are the one"?

Thank you ever so much for your view and comments and hopefully rating too??? I have noticed on many blogs I have visited that lots people's blog been viewed and comment but no ratings and that is sad because many works hard on their blogs, hmm might be my next topic aye lol. Have wonderful week. Hugs, Mary. xox


blog post FEELING VERY HUMBLED.....
Posted in Life on Sep 26, 2008 at 3:39 AM
Current Mood: thankful

Yesh I have done many different blog topics since around june 2006 was very wow like comin to Yahoo. I have been writer/singer/drummer prolly since I can stand haha. I have been such blessed today and even though half of my growin up years was of mixture of emotions, twirlin up and downs of love and loss. It is unfortunate that my real daddy died at young age tragically and the love thing is my mother's father took me and taken care of me so tenderly and lovinly that I really just overlooked at the 'dark things' happened to me and adapted to it even when it was not wanted. I think adaptin is my key word in survival to life. I read on one of my dear friend's blog about his experiences as witness to young child being mistreated in public view and his heart went out to that child.


I, am at times put myself through difficult times because it seems that was a only way to function ya know? Yesh, I have written abut child abuse because I care about children and their life. A child is helpless if there is no love in home and very dyfunctional. Has to put up with people's rages and anger when growin up is very hard to deal with sometimes, don't know what to dew to make it better. You want to fix everyone's feelings of dispair and unhappiness not because you feelin so givable, its a matter of survival., so you will not get hit, whipped or slapped. We as child is helpless, whenever either a parent or guardian takes its frustrations out on by smacking him or her and telling them to be quiet and hush. And especially when or if parent is tryin to stay sober and tryin to keep family together., no matter what. I been protector as far as I can remember to my brothers and sisters too and lil cousins. Even in school the kids would come and get me if they needed protection or jus someone to stand by so the bullies will leave them alone. You know, I don't like bullies and how they can stand themselves after hurtin people jus because it makes them feel big and powerful? Yup, its a jungle out there for our children. Anywhere in world kids are being used to serve and be slaves even tryin to earn a measley meal to eat. Sorry if im ramblin on today its jus I dew feel a bit of humble because there was angels around me and protecting me for I jus didn't know it then like I dew know. Some angels are real like grandparents or aunts or uncles, big cousins etc who tries they best to help you but the thing is you got to dew it sneakily. Otherwise you get beat up lol, oh I know its not funny, I been beaten when youngster with black eyes, hurt nose from smack or ears ringin from hitting my ears. Few scars you try to hide from hits, whips, sticks, belts, smacks, willow sticks, even a scratch from barb wire when trying to run away and then get caught again. Hated time for report cards time because they got to pass or else you hear all night the cries of your brothers getting whipped for havin U for unsatisfactory or F for fail. You don't know if you might get it too or not and you lay in bed shakin and prayin for the quietness instead of screaming and cussing at kids. One of my protectors a brother of mine tried to take all our problems because he was the favorite son of the family so he was my knight and shinin armour and did his best while same time he was also usin me too in sick way. For if there was something good happen then you got to reward whether you want to or not. Its like a payoff for not gettin physically abused u know but still at times sexual abuse is something cannot be avoided. My brothers use to get it all the time and then us later when we get bit older too, yup things have changed lots and thank god we survived it to get this far today. I yesh still have few issues to deal with and its something you jus dont do in few months i think it is a lifetime thing. Lots of kids I grew up with in same pidicaments oops typo will make it or break it. For me? Well, took me long time to not be so shellshocked the vets goes thru when they was in jungle war. Also on guard and protect yourself by tryin not to feel. I was jumpy always because never know where the hands comes from if or when a parent is in bad mad mood. I use to flinch lots and that use to get the perps really upset more and I tried not to show but couldn't help it. I would today get over dramatic as hell and raise hell aye lmao but I then realize why I am that way. I took lots of different kinds of abuse ever even from few school bullies when in first or second grade but I jus laughed at them when they try to make fun of me and made me cry. I ssshhh never told this but I use to stutter a few like I can't get pronounce word right and i started to stutter when I was very young, it was very embarrassin and finally overcame with a good girlfriend who was bit older than me took the time to have me read certain books aye lol thank you.


I tend to over react to lots and still learnin to curb those especially to ones who cares for me and trys to help me thru. I hardly went to church at all jus couple times when my beloved grandfather takes me i was five or six then. I say still today that if it wasn't for my happy beloved grandfather who was my first 'daddy' who loved me unconditionally and never raised his voice or cussed me down or even hollared at hehe for he spoiled me lots and gave and made up good love times for me to remember otherwise dammits today I would be really such mean, bittered and hateful cat who snarls and growls aye. Yesh, I am blessed lots. I know this much, if ever a child is in my care, it will be all loved and protected!!!!! I am happy with life and so grateful today because other days i might feel otherwise lol. Gez, this is prolly one of my bad blogs huh lmaooo owell I got to admit I cannot be perfeck either and don't want to be I jus want to be me, Mary.


Hugs N love from Lil Wing ~Mare


God Bless the Child

BILLY HOLIDAY


Them that's got shall get

Them that's not shall lose

So the Bible said and it still is news

Mama may have, Papa may have

But God bless the child that's got his own

That's got his own


Yes, the strong gets more

While the weak ones fade

Empty pockets don't ever make the grade

Mama may have, Papa may have

But God bless the child that's got his own

That's got his own


Money, you've got lots of friends

Crowding round the door

When you're gone, spending ends

They don't come no more

Rich relations give

Crust of bread and such

You can help yourself

But don't take too much

Mama may have, Papa may have

But God bless the child that's got his own

That's got his own


Mama may have, Papa may have

But God bless the child that's got his own

That's got his own

He just worry 'bout nothin'

Cause he's got his own


Lil Wing


blog post Killing Me Softly With His Song
Posted in Erotic (thoughts) on Sep 05, 2008 at 10:19 PM
Current Mood: mellow
Love this song and lyrics, I know it is not much but to me it does.

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
To listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

[Break]

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me

He was strumming my pain
Yeah, he was singing my life
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly
With his song

Thank You for your view and comments.
~Mary~


blog post NDN Fun & Humour
Posted in Tales and Legends on Aug 27, 2008 at 4:54 PM
Current Mood: thankful
The Lone Ranger and Tonto went camping in the desert. After they got their tent set up, both men fell sound asleep. Some hours later, Tonto wakes the Lone Ranger and says,Kemo Sabe, look towards sky, what you see? The Lone Ranger replies, I see millions of stars. What that tell you? , asked Tonto.The Lone Ranger ponders for a moment then says,Astronomically speaking,it tells me there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo. Time wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three in the morning. Theologically , the Lone Ranger continued, The Lord is all powerful and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What does it tell you, Tonto? To which Tonto replied,You dumber than buffalo shit, Kemo Sabe. It means that someone stole our fooking tent! ******

Say that again...

A white woman was driving down a lonely road through the Cherokee rez when she saw a Cherokee woman walking along the roadside. She pulled over and offered her a lift. The Cherokee woman nodded and got in the passenger side. They rode in silence for a few miles when the white woman noticed the Cherokee woman slipping glances to a bottle of whiskey on the seat beside them. Not wanting her to get the wrong idea, the white woman says, "Oh, I got that for my husband." The Cherokee woman nods, looks back to the road and quietly says, "Good Trade"

Don't Mess With Indian Women

A Kiowa man has six beautiful children, and is very proud of his achievement. He is so proud of himself that he starts calling his wife "Mother of Six" which she hated, but, in spite of her objections he continued. One night they went to a party. The man decides that it's time to go home, and wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. So he shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go home my little mother of six?" His wife irritated by her husbands lack of discretion, shouts back "Anytime you're ready, father of four!"********

Three Indian guyz......

Three Indian guys were sitting at a bar having a few drinks. One was a Kiowa, one was an Apache and the other was a Sioux. During the course of conversation they began talking about the problems with their wives. The Kiowa said "I told my wife in no uncertain terms that from now on she would have to do her own cooking." Well, the first day after I told her, I saw nothing, the second say I saw noting again. But, on the third day when I came home from work, the table was set, an a wonderful dinner was prepared with wine and even dessert." Then the Apache spoke up: "I sat my wife down and told her, that from now on she would have to do her own shopping, and also do the cleaning." The first day I saw nothing. The second day I saw nothing. But, on the third day when I came home, the whole house was spotless, and the pantry shelves were filled with groceries." The Sioux sat straight on the bar stool, pushed out his chest and said: "I gave my wife a stern look and told her, that from now on she would have to do the cooking, shopping and house cleaning." Well, the first day I saw nothing. The second say I still saw nothing. But, on the third day, I could see just a little bit out of my left eye********

DRINKING AND DRIVING

There was this Indian party in the woods and all of a sudden there was a downpour of thunder and rain.These two young Indian braves ran for about 10 minutes in the pouring rain, finally reaching their car just as the rain let up.They jumped in the car, started it up and headed down the road, laughing and, of course, still drinking one beer after the other.All of a sudden an old Indian man's face appeared in the passenger window and tapped lightly on the window! The passenger Indian screamed out, eeeeekkk! Look at my window!!! There's an old Indian guy's face there!(Was this a ghost?!?!?!?) This old Indian man kept knocking, so the driver said, Well open the window a little and ask him what he wants!So the other Indian rolled his window down part way and said, scared out of his wits, What do you want???The old Indian softly replied, You have any tobacco?What do you want??? The old Indian softly replied, You have any tobacco?The passenger Indian, terrified, looked at the driver Indian and said, He wants tobacco! Well offer him a cigarette! HURRY!! the driver replies.So he fumbles around with the pack and hands the old man a cigarette and yells, Step on it!!! rolling up the window in terror.Now going about 80 miles an hour, they calm down and they start laughing again, and the passenger Indian says, What do you think of that?The driver says, I don't know? How could that be? I am going pretty fast?Then all of a sudden AGAIN there is a knock on the window and there is the old Indian man again.Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa, there he is again! the passenger Indian yells. Well see what he wants now! yells back the driver. He rolls down the window a little ways and shakily says, Yes?Do you have a light? the old Indian quietly asks.The driver throws a lighter out the window at him and rolls up the window and yells, STEP ON IT!They are now going about 100 miles an hour and still guzzling beer, trying to forget what they had just seen and heard, when all of a sudden again there is more knocking! Oh my God! HE'S BACK!He rolls down the window and screams out, WHAT DO YOU WANT? in stark fear.The old man gently replies, You want some help getting out of the mud?********

Skindian Test.....
Can you pass this test?

The term "Buzzed-up" refers to:
1. Being let into a second-story building by having the door buzzed open.
2. Being called on the telephone.
3. Becoming suddenly ready to sing at the drum during a "49".

The term "Snag" refers to:
1. A pull in your clothes from getting them caught on something.
2. A piece of wood in a creek that puts a hole in your canoe.
3. A one-night stand.

The term "49" refers to:
1. A position like "69".
2. A latitudinal meridian of North America.
3. A party.

The term Squeeze refers to:
1. What you do to a sponge.
2. Extorting money from someone
3. The current object of your affections

The critical thing to know before a "49" is:
1. Location
2. Who has the drum.
3. The location of the nearest all-night convenience store to the "49".

The critical thing to know immediately after a "49" is:
1. Who has your car keys.
2. Who has your car.
3. Where you are.

The refrain of every "49" song is:
1. "(number) of bottles of beer on the wall"
2. "There's a tear in my beer"
3. "Heyaya heyaya yo hey!"

The term "Commodities" refers to:
1. Items on the stock exchange
2. A contraction of the term "come-oddities"
3. The wonderful, delicious assortment of dried, greasy, canned foods on the rez.

The term "Indian Car" refers to:
1. The latest model of the Jeep Cherokee.
2. A government car that has "Bureau of Indian Affairs" on the doors.
3. Anything on four wheels that will take you and your relatives to town

The term "Indian Time" refers to:
1. Being on time.
2. Being 25 minutes early.
3. Being 30 minutes to 1 hr late.

The term "Fancy Dance Contest" refers to:
1. Doing the macarena, competitively, at a high school prom.
2. A black-tie evening competitive-tango gala
3. Something only someone under the age of 20 - in good physical shape and still hyperactive - attempts at a pow-wow.

The term "Traditional dance contest" refers to:
1. A Square Dance Competition
2. A sedate Waltz Competition.
3. Something only someone over the age of 20 - who knows better and is no longer hyperactive - attempts at a pow wow.
********
You thought you were slow

One Summer day there were two lakota Women sitting on the porch beading, out from the house comes a Cherokee women heading stright for the mail box, she checks it and no mail, she goes back in and a few min later she comes back out and checks the mail box again, this time she grunts and looks puzzled.. she heads back into the house.. the lakota women look at each other, puzzled but continue beading... Then a few minutes pass and again the Cherokee women comes out and looks in the mail box this time she's stomping her feet and just really upset..as she heads toward the front door one of the lakota women stops her and asks "why do you go to the mail box?" Well the Cherokee women explains I'm on the computer and it keeps telling me "I've got Mail".

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Many thanks for viewing my blog and comments. Have wonderful week. Hugs ~Lil Wing~ aka Mia
p.s. My most favorite funny is last paragraph lol because reminds me of that I love the movie with Tom Hanks 'You Got Mail' aye. . Cheers! ipe ipe ipe ow


blog post TAKE A SPIN ON THIS AND DREAM.....
Posted in Passion, Dreamz on Aug 07, 2008 at 7:57 AM
Current Mood: fabulous
Winter's Roads

I cannot speak for all who stem
'Long roads less traveled as their way,
Nor question choices made by them
In days long past or nights long dim
by words they spoke and did not say.

Each road is long, though short it seems,
And credence gives each road a name
Of fantasies sun-drenched in beams
Or choices turned to darkened dreams,
To where each road wends just the same.

From North to South, then back again,
I followed birds like all the rest
Escaping nature's snowy den
On roads I've seen and places been,
Forsaking roads that traveled West.

This journey grows now to its end,
As road reflections lined in chrome
Give way to roads with greater bend
And empty signs that still pretend
They point the way to home sweet home.

But all roads lead to where we go
And where we go is where we've been,
So home is just a word we know,
That space in time most apropos
For where we want to be again.

For even home, it seems to me,
Is still a choice we all must face
From day to day and endlessly,
To choose if home is going to be
Another road - or just a place.


Dream Of Me

"Dream of me", she said as she hung up the phone
"Dream only of me my love, and me alone"
And later that night, when his body hit the bed,
Visions of her beauty danced through his head

His first dream of her was in Paris, along the Champs Elyesses
Dancing with the night, playing hide-and-seek with the day
The beauty of her face reflected in his eyes
Never before had he felt so happy, never before had he felt so alive

His next dream of her was paradise, it looked like Belize
There they drank Pina Coladas and lived a life of ease
The beauty of her body reflected in the sun
It was then that he knew in his heart that she was the only one

His last dream of her was the best of the three
It was a vision of the one thing that he hoped someday would be
The warmth of her body next to him, reflected in candlelight
He longed for it to be like this, each and every night

He rose from his dream in the middle of the night
Stretching out his arms and rubbing the sleep from his sight
And as he moved slowly from his bed
He stopped, and noticed on his chest, her head
The Depths Of My Love

Rivers of my love run deep,
Into the valleys of your heart,

Neither height, nor depth,
Nor mountains too wide,

Could show you,
The depths of my Love,

Way beyond the seas,
Throughout all eternity,

Could never show you,
The depths of my love,

Into the sun,
Far beyond the sky,

A thousand tears,
That I have cried,

Could never show you,
The depths of my love,

Forgiveness beyond measure,
Memories to treasure,

Love written as a lullaby,
Enchanted dreams of you and I,

Could never show you,
The depths of my love,

Miles and time,
Song and rhyme,

Money or gain,
life or pain,

Could never show you,
The depths of my love,

Loving me, embracing me,
Eternally,

Will show you the depths of my love.


Passion With No Limit

Teasing lips and tantalizing eyes
The sweetest face but a mind of lies
You pull me close and kiss me sweet
And speak of love as our eyes meet
Is this a true love, one that's real?
You touch me and my heart you steal
My body aches for you to be close
So you pull me near you as a toast
As our souls do become as one with each other
Our hearts start a fire that never will smother
A passion hotter than the hottest flame
A fire out of control with just us to blame


When He Plays

He puts down his cigarette, picks up his guitar
Grins at the drunken crowd collecting bottles at the bar
He doesn't really expect to make it rich this way
He just needs to feel that high he gets when someone hears him play
Does he know he makes me feel things
I've never felt before
Does he know that when I hear him play
I only want him more
What I wouldn't give, what I wouldn't say or do
To be the woman who inspires the next song deep inside of you
Love Is...

More beautiful than roses
Much deeper than the seas
Stronger than a hurricane
But timid like a breeze

Real as in a picture
But yet it can’t be seen
More beautiful than anything
As vivid as a dream

Precious as rare jewels
A bond between two hearts
A symphony of feelings
When time is spent apart

Sharing common interests
Working through all fears
Looking at yourself
As if two were in the mirror

Finding common ground
On issues not agreed
Giving into arguments
Tending all your needs

Being there for always
Is all I want to do
Holding you forever
Because our love is true

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I HAVE MOVED FROM CITY TO COUNTRY AND BEEN SO BUSY WITH PACKING, STACKING ALL MY RATPACK AYE THAT I JUST HATE ALL THE WORK. BUT HAD NO CHOICE AND THE MOVE WAS ACTUALLY BLESSING IN DIGUISE TO ME. THE SMELL OF FRESH AIR, TREES, AND MOST OF ALL THE SILENCE IS A TREASURE. NO MORE SMELL OF SOME BEEF PLANT OR SEWER PLANT PEW AYE LOL. ALREADY I SPOTTED A FAT PLUMB PHEASANT IN MY FRONT YARD LOL. THE SOUND OF COYOTES IS AWESOME. I AM LIVING NEAR MOUNTAINS WHICH I GREW UP AND SPENT HALF OF MY LIFE UP HERE. I WAS WITHOUT INTERNET AND CABLE DUE TO RELOCATING AND NOW I GOT IT ALL HOOK UP AGAIN SO SORRY MY FRIENDS I AM WAAAAY BEHIND ON VIEWING YOUR PAGE, MUSIC, BLOGS ETC ETC. I ALSO GOT LOTS INVITES AND WELCOME TO MY NEWBIES;)...SO PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH ME FOR OOOO HATE TO SAY THIS BUT I HAVE 4500 SHARES/MESSAGES TO TEND TOO SOOOO HOPEFULLY I GET TO THEM ALL OKI???

IT IS GOOD TO BE BACK AGAIN. MY PLACE IS ABOUT HALFWAY DONE AND STILL LOTS UNPACKIN' TO DEW. HAVE MISS YOU ALL AND I SEE LOTS OF VISITORS ON MY PAGE WHICH MAKES ME FEELS SO GOOD TO BE LOVED AND MISSED TOO AYE. I STILL TAKE A BIT OF TIME BEFORE I GO TO BED TO WRITE MY POETRY ON MY TABLET AND LOTS SCRIBBLES AYE LOL. HAVE WONDERFUL EVENING AND ENJOY THE NEAR ENDING SUMMER. OH, ONE MORE THING, I DID GET SHOOT THAT PHEASANT AND MAKE ME A NICE ROAST WITH TATORS UHHUH WAS DELISH AND YUMMY HUGS, LOVE AND KISSES
YOUR
~LIL WING~
MARY









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