Month: April 2019
I come to you all today with some news. Not sure if it’s bad or good, to be honest. I can say this though, I’m pretty bummed and I’ve been this way for a few days now. I think I have come to a crossroads of if I want to carry on with this blog. I know it was not more than a few posts ago that I was mentioning how motivated that I was and how I have big plans for the future, but something recently has tainted my lust for blogging.
My annual renewal for my site comes up on the 28th of this month, and I have a few days to digest all this so I will use that time to determine the future of Earth to Ash.
Just wanted to thank you for being so loyal and I’ll be back soon with my intentions one way or the other. I appreciate every one of you as followers and as friends too. It’s a very tough time, I hope it all works out.
Journal Entry # 144 – Someday, It’ll be Too Late
If suddenly you forget me, do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. – Pablo Neruda
Journal Entry # 143 – Another Trip Around the Sun!
In youth, we learn. In age, we understand. – Marie Von Ebner-Eschenbach
Journal Entry # 142 – Hey look…it’s Poppy!!!
Happiness is a warm puppy – Charle Shultz
Where were the tears that day?
Our loss must have voided my heart.
Each time I taunted with emotion,
my soul would squeeze even tighter.
Then, past a wet wind’s gale.
I saw your empty face.
It was the key that finally broke me.
So…I ran to the salty sea.
Broke free from this ransom.
Until my sorrows let.
Forever with the ocean my secret.
Journal Entry # 141 – We Must Believe!
Life is not easy for any of us. But what of that? We must have perseverance and above all confidence in ourselves. We must believe that we are gifted for something, and that this thing, at whatever cost, must be attained. – Marie Curie
My throne upon wet stones.
Waves crashing making me get lost.
Howls of violence outside stop me dead in almost silence.
No one would follow me to where I could go.
Time, I banished.
Seconds…minutes…hours, the same to me.
Still, it fought back with the tides.
Afraid the ocean will swallow.
Strangle and take.
I struggle to leave, for this is the real I’ve felt til now.
Even if death is where I’ll be alive.
Last Call From Beyond