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You are The Empress

Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.

The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents,
beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home
decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.

The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.

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So... Apparently I am offensive, abrasive, and entirely too open for anyone's good. How was I supposed to know that?

In between a boat load of IT problems today, I got an email from someone who I used to be acquainted with. This person told me in no uncertain terms that my last several LJ posts have been "offensive, negative and abrasive" and that I would be well-advised to "stop being open to a fault" and giving my "so-called readers" more than they "bargained for".

To this end, I have written the following response:

Dear Concerned Nuisance,

I'm sorry to hear that you feel disatisfied with the recent entries into my personal journal. I had not realized that I was breaking some rule as to how to express myself. I'm terribly disappointed to hear that you find what I had always believed to be open, honest candor to be otherwise, and in fact to be offensive. I clearly was mistaken in thinking that I had the freedom of speech. You clearly have felt that I have alienated you or any other person who should unluckily stumble across my personal musings. Please allow me to extend my deepest apologies to you for giving you too much information about me in what, for all intents and purposes, amounts to little more than my diary. As a form of showing me that you are of sound mind and thinking, I strongly advise you not read this blog any further, and indeed, you shall not see any continuation of my spiraling negativity.

Thank you,
Marisa

Also, I am truly sorry to any of you who actually have felt this way, but have been polite enough not to write me an email and bitch me out about the fact. ^_^

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Well, I never thought I'd actually be sad not to play WoW.... Like, I only started playing it in the first place because Colin wanted to have someone to play with. And the game is fun, but only when I'm playing *with* someone. Namely, Colin.

But I'm stuck in the one zone that he hates, and I'm slow to level, because I'm still not sure what I'm doing with it all... and I get lost easily, so I end up spending loads of time running back and forth in the same area trying to find that one damn tree that has the something-or-other that I need to complete my quest.

And now I hear him and his friends (who *do* know how to level without a freaking tour guide holding their hands the entire time...) say that they're going to start leveling other characters together. Which normally wouldn't bother me, because at least he's having fun... but I know that he doesn't want to have to level through the rest of the Howling Fjord with me... and it makes me a little sad.

So now I'm trying to figure out if I'm just jealous, because he's not opposed to spending time leveling with them, but he is with me... Or is it just the fact that I'm frustrated with myself because I can't play my Priest without my Pally friend? Even when he's playing his Rogue with me, it's just not the same...

I started playing Madeira, my undead priest, with his Paladin, Anaris... and to not have them together just somehow seems wrong... *sigh*

I discovered some very old writing while we were cleaning the house up a few weeks ago. I'm just now getting around to putting everything up!

I got a little caught up in some sad music tonight and I think this will help.

Why Bother?

Fine, whatever, who cares?
It's not like it matters anyway!
You tell me no, to stop talking and just go away...
I didn't want to talk to you anyhow.

Save me the trouble and let me know when you're not listening.
Save me the breath and tell me you don't care, that I'm only wasting air.
Save me the hassle of trying to explain it all, when you don't even really give a damn!

Why should I sit here and talk at you?
Why, when I can go find something better to do?
Where is the sense in that?


Going away?

Well excuse me for breathing, shall I just disappear for a while?
I only asked you a question, I didn't even smile.
Why is it I can't seem but helpless when you snarl that way?
You'd be surprised at what you might learn if you'd only listen to
what I say.

Why do you growl so meanly?
Why are you so unkind?
It's not like I'm rambling
Or even trying to waste your time.
I'd give everything I have to see you smile.
Would it help if I just disappeared for a while?


And then because I promised my brother quite a while ago to send him this: my stereotypical emo poem.

Darkness, Death and Tacos

Life hates me.
My family is all dead to my true feelings! They just don't get me.
I'd be better off lying in the gutter somewhere for all they care.
The dark abyss surrounds me and fills me with pain.
But there is a peace in that pain; a sense of calm in the injury. I feel like I can control it, but it's only an illusion.
I have no power, no say in anything. I am alone, though I be surrounded.
There is no joy here for me and I bear the scars of my attempt at escape.
Why will nobody listen?
Why can't they hear me?
Am I already gone from their minds?
Am I already dead?


Well, as strange as it is, this helped to take my mind off of my late grandfather... He had such an amazing voice... *sad inside*

We miss you Pop-pop <3

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Well, I thought that nothing could possibly top my weekend spent with stargazer60 at Gallifrey One last February...

I was wrong. The only thing that's better than a hotel lobby full of Doctor Who Convention Attendees is GETTING MARRIED! ^_^

Ok, that's probably also not very true, but I have to say, getting married to my Colin was by far and large one of the better experiences in my life.

Of course, I'm sure every new bride feels that way... ANYWAY! ......

( Squee and Pictures Here )

So I'm trying out posting from my new BlackBerry phone. LJ Mobile is pretty nifty... Now if only - could figure out how to change my user pic from here...

For those of you who are waiting for my wedding weekend post, it should be up sometime this weekend... Along with a collection of my homework assignments that I wanted to show off and LOTS of pictures of me and Colin being adorable together.

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Ok... *takes a deep breath* This post is going to be long and rant-filled, and probably not make a whole lot of sense, but I had this nightmare the other night and it's been bothering me for a few days now, and I can't help but write it all out.

Now please keep in mind that I'm not bothering to change any names, because in my opinion, those who would be "changed to protect the innocent" aren't really all that innocent to begin with...

My cousin, Sarah and I have had a lot of problems in the past. Either we're the best of friends, or were mortal enemies. It's ridiculous, because in all reality, my feelings for her rarely change. I don't trust her, but I can at least be polite and cordial when the situations arise that this is a necessity. I'd rather spend time with other people, sure, but I don't completely ignore her presence or act as she doesn't exist. I'm better than that.... at least, I like to think that I am. It's ridiculous to fight with her, because it's not as if anything that I say might have any impact on her. She doesn't like my reason or my logic, and so I'm well quit of her as long as I keep my distance. Most of the time, I don't have to worry about distance, because right now she's very busy hating/ignoring me. Fine. That works for me.

But how do I ignore my subconscious?

( Rant begins here )

Because I can Tweet from my phone, and have them all be archived here on my LJ... Plus, let's face it, I'm a bit of a lazy blogger! =S
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