Friday, January 9
now im coming alive, body and soul

-feeling my world start to turn

freak out level has reached critical zone.
my sister, the one who has never ever complimented my english,
actually praised me, well sort of at least.
reading the blog,
she found it had to believe that i came up with the stuff i am writing
she actually thought i stole all my descriptive/expressive words from some poem.
she said i am good expressing my feelings into words,
she was probably more shocked than any other emotion,
why i am making this a big deal is because my sister is into the poetic field,
and she said some of my expressive phrases were were well used.
she never knew i could blend my mind and heart to form these stuff.
she never knew i was so emotional, well thats no longer in the dark is it?
its really a huge morale booster for me,

awaking from his slumber, he sees the Angel,
slowly as he gains consciousness,
though one body, to say it was one Angel had became nonsensical,

several different persons in one body of the Angel,
each with a different perspective whereas all could help him at different times,
as worries change hands, another comes in place
but he knew that he was in the light rather then searching for it,
his perception of life changes,
hope is something which is overflowing from him.
just as he was ready to go forth without his face hidden,
he realises that he has the exact wings of the Angel,
and the Angel that showed him the light was now gone,
vanished into thin air, confusion strikes him,
in the blink of an eye, he is no longer where he was,
a mirror that was covered by a cloak,
removing the cloak, he breaks down,
looking in the mirror, he saw all that he saw in the Angel,
the voice that lingered in his head returns,
" This is what you've been looking for, you've always been searching for something, and now i tell you, that what you've been searching is yourself."
Without much understanding of the occurring events,
he falls to the ground,
is he an Angel, was he an Angel all along?
in another blink of an eye, again he is moved from where he was to somewhere different.
a door stands tall in front of him,
confused, not knowing anything that is going on,
but ready for whats to come,
he is spurred on by his burning desire to know why this is happening,
opening the door, bright lights, greater than a million stars, blinds him,
vanishing into the light, not knowing where he is being taken to,
his life flashes through his eyes,
with tears pouring out, he cries aloud
"why me?"
remaining unanswered he is left to just wait.

ClarissonChristopherDavid, 4:08 AM

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Hello, I am ClarissonChristopherDavid.

Born on 08/08/92, confirmed as David on 14/12/08, Associated with Junior Cats and Church of Saint Anthonys socially stable, emotionally not. I am just a normal guy who brings laughter. Doesn't seem that way, well nothing ever does, does it? i am not emo nor am i attention seeking, this blog is a place where i release all of my feelings, where i pour out my heart. find me annoying, well there should be a way for you to close the page, right? Don't even know why I am writing.

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