Friday, March 11, 2011

Blue Tide

Blue Tide
In the quiet of the night
And the thunder of the day

My heart shook
My soul Felt a Tsunami
An upheaval of emotions
exploited in the air
A rush flooded the earth

The world woke up
immense sadness
filled the human soul


Wednesday, March 2, 2011

What is art????

Bess, discovered the simple truth that art is a creature full of emotions, and only those who know how to steer those emotions in the soul can seize the masses. EB

Thursday, February 24, 2011

A realization about mistakes

Today I found my self thinking about mistakes people make, and I realized that there are two type of people in this world. The first type keep making mistakes using the first mistake as an excuse and the second type is the kind that do their best not to make the same mistake or similar mistakes because they remember their first mistake. - Bess

Sunday, February 20, 2011

New Orleans Mardi Gras - Carnaval

Elena decided to go to a church activity in Santa Monica California called, New Orleans Mardi Gras - Carnaval. It was interesting for Elena to figure out how an LDS activity was name after a carnival where modesty and good behavior have no room. Elena decided to go because she thought it was going to be fun, but as the night began she understood that it was just another activity; as she came home, she understood one thing. She understood that in this world happiness it is not being in an activity with tons of friends, happiness is being at piece with our own selfs and knowing that we are right with deity.

Saturday, February 19, 2011

A new start

After a long time of not writing I finally decided to begging writing. So I will try hard to at least write an story a week, it might be fiction or none fiction. I don't know. And most of it will be base on personal experience. Let see if I could pool this out and eventually this blog might be the beginning of my book. Which I will title ????? I don't know yet.

Monday, November 10, 2008

A cool day in November

What can I say or write to let my skill flow?
what can I do to let this little hope fly?
I want to write, I need to write , so I can pass my WEP test and Literature class
K Chopin, and other authors I have read, and now I am seeking for my own adventure.
I don't want to be another writer, and want want to be an artist, laying words in a beautiful matter with out fragments or grammar errors. And inside my wishful heart I feel that that will need a miracle. I believe in miracles. And I hope to keep hoping for the magic of writing never to go away. Words are beautiful.