And
it was Mind’s fault for this war. The strategist with the broken right arm. He
had seen a better way to LOVE. A way that appealed to two of The Four minus the
one slight addendum… Mind would have to take charge of the situation. The
territory of the Mind would have to be the leading state over those ruled by
Soul, Body, Heart and Spirit. Soul and Body understood the path but they were
not prone to be led by a statistician. Spirit’s pontification was a rebellion
of itself but it was Heart who pushed furthest from Mind’s plan. Not because of
his rigidity but because She felt, no, she knew
that she would be relegated to a vagabond. Heart would have none of that. Mind
realized that Heart would be the key. He knew that as much as they all resented
it, Heart always found a way to get them to listen. Some of the time. He could
not risk THIS being one of those times. So being the strategist he was, he went
about his plans to get rid of Heart. He could not send anyone else. They would
not count the variables. But Mind would. Mind knew of her quiet moments, when
Heart sought counsel with sister Soul or from The Unknown Source. And sure
enough, he found her sitting there in quiet meditation, with her back towards
the open window that overlooked the cliff. Mind had never seen her in this
stance. For all the time he had spent in her bed, he had never seen this side
of her for Heart remained private. “Interesting”,
he thought. Still, unperturbed, he, having climbed into her room, withdrew the
dagger for an easy kill. One that would usher a change in dominion (not that
any of them truly possessed the continent). But Heart would not be easily
killed, for Heart was strong. But the wound was deep and the betrayer was her
own. And there was war.
90's boy love - Joey n Chandler.... a moment of randomness between Catharsis videos There are boys I love . And they love me. And we’re open about it. Just last Saturday I got a text message from one of those boys who said “I love you too man” in response to something I said. My boys are artists, artistes, atheists, and agirl (who is in fact one of the boys so hence the addition to the category) fathers, brothers and high school musicals (Jed and Umar will get that one – lol). We share ideas, music, random nothingness and Brent Worthington . We approve, reprove and listen to each other. I think the girl that I end up with must in fact be like the boys I love. Good looks aside… please… have some substance. One of my boys is appalled that I watched Gossip Girl (if you’re going to bash it… know what it is first) and has for this [and other minor reasons] jokingly labeled me a homosexual. But he who looks like Miley Cyrus with rainbow bandanas should not talk [chuckles]. I love my
Nice. Waiting for the exciting continuation.
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