#nonoe

A commissioned artwork of one of my OCs; Nonoe, the demon magician wielding the mysterious power of The Void!

In response...

As much as anyone might disagree, no person really wants to lose...

I'm on the opposite spectrum, my life is all about the somethings, not about the nothings. I am the nothing, where everything around me is the something. What I relate and see if always beautiful to be, even every feeling that I get to experience. Anger, pain, sadness, happiness, joy, suffering, I thank those moments because my heart is changing in that space and time. I'm attached, I feel everything, and I know that every piece I lose, gain, or touch was never mine to begin with. That makes it more beautiful to be, and my heart whispers a thank you to every object in every moment. I must be aware of where I am now, and learn about what I see and what it means to be. My life is about caring and how much can I feel? What does this mean, and how is does it become real?

My story is different, I've always felt the music, always. I never notice how all music touches me and plays with me consciously, and it does. I remember its notes later on in the sing-song of my quiets mind echoing up through the halls of my spine, in the membrane that vibrates, mine. In this way, every experience is unique in my own so I pay attention, not to lose any part of the moment and to experience it all to better understand my vessel: my first home.

I realize that I am scattered, and my selves are vast, changing with every relationship that I open , create, and nurture. I can never find myself, not truly, not ever, because I am the creator of my own wake that sends out signals on this vast ocean of movement. I can understand the proximity to others in this sea by riding their vibrations to better find me. I discover myself by my experiences and people are more important because without a WE there was never an us. Two people had to come together out of the most love for me, and then I was born, the sum total of both realities.

The silence does not please me, it reminds me that I have my duties to search and explore to adventure and wonder about everything all the more. Wat is around me is important and I seek what is to come, by uncovering what already has been done. I walk the line, of future and past, reminded that each is dissolving and coming together at a rate so fast that the present is a breaking point that was never meant to last. Yet we are time. We make our joys "mine" and we sing our songs, to log the wrongs and string along the sense of "be-longing" that ties of to this self that is in two parts, something and nothing.

I refuse to be blind to what is in relation to my senses, and I will not choose mindful sacrifice of who my will demands to be for the sake of not suffering. Every challenge is increasing in its difficult, yet I refer to shy away, I will accept my scars and bruises and get up again and again to understand what burdens my brothers and sisters. I cannot get away from myself, I cannot get away from my care, and we are FAR from a place that allows us to make mindless decisions. I am a fighter, and I will fight the good fight.

Determination rattles my bones. Preservation is rooted in my veins. I am a fierce lover, with a rough textured touch, and a gentle pressure to remind those around me that they are protected, defended and loved.

I am easily riled, and quick to cover my bark. I stare at the reflection of who I am to cast away the parts, too small and tight for my skin and I'll add more adjustments to fine tune this body to win.

I reject to be dejected over the things I cannot change, and yet my sorrows are my own when I have wronged those around me so.

I carry weight, but I am not alone. I have friends with swords to reflect the light inside me, family with shields to cover me from rain.

I grew up by assimilating knowledge and gaining more purpose, more puzzles to solve and more work to be done. I am not deaf, not blind, or dumb to my size. I feel enough to engulf mountains, and I am constant, like a volcano, trudging between rest and periods of overwhelming commotion.

Who am I?

Exciting. Regal. Wrong. Right. Quiet at times. Dejected at others.

I am a rabbit hearted girl with a will, all the colors of the wind.

xmen-krystal replied to your post: 5.

so tsun soomi, so tsun

xmen--yoona replied to your post: 5.

soom soom, you’re the tsunnest tsun to ever tsun ok

god im not that tsun okay = A=

xmen-joowon replied to your post: 5.

ooc: lol it’s ok i don’t like steak that much either. in regards to korean meat though… can’t say the same LOL especially with the meat party that i attended where i almost ate my weight in last night :’D

korean meat is the love of my life /weeps

no, you can’t claim it, because it’s mine

no it's min you ecan't have it