Today The Travelers Face Was Hidden, But Some Would See A Black Eye, A Wound From A Friend

Quote Of The Day: "So nigh to grandeur is our dust, so near to God is man; When Duty whispers, low thou must, the youth replies I can." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Where have all good girls gone
And where are all the gods?
Where’s the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?

Isn’t there a gorgeous Amazon upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream of what I need

I Need A Hero......

Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There’s someone reaching back for me

Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It’s gonna take a superwoman to sweep me off my feet

(Chorus)
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero till the end of the night
She’s gotta be strong
And she’s gotta be fast
And she’s gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I’m holding out for a hero till the morning light
She’s gotta be sure
And it’s gotta be soon
And she’s gotta be larger than life

Up Where the mountains meet the heavens above
Out where the lightning splits the sea
I would swear that there’s someone somewhere
Watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
I can feel her approach
Like a fire in my blood

(Chorus)x2

I Need A Hero

Indeed sometimes we all need a hero, or in some cases, a heroine. But much like the ideal hero, the ideal heroine does not exist in our world. The sad fact of the matter is friends that in our age women, decent women, have become increasingly more and more rare. Not to mention that love, or at least the old ways of love, are slowly becoming extinct, and a new form of love is rising. This new love is hollow and full of pomp and levels of dishonesty. Definitions of cheating are becoming relevant in relationships, where in the past cheating was once defined as the a man or woman giving intimate affection to another person. *Sarcastic Laugh* Now its filled with so many holes that you can see straight through this 'love'. Now, a woman cheating on her boyfriend with another woman isnt cheating at all, a man who has cyber sex with another woman other than his wife isnt cheating, a woman who kisses other men while on a 'temporary' cease of dating with her boyfriend isnt betraying him at all. If this is what love is then im afraid I have lost faith in love. What do we have to place faith in when we treat is so cavalier? Love exists in the world, just not in us. That is what I mean by a 'broken hallelujah'. I am just as guilty as anyone else, I have had more than my fair share of chances that I ignored when fate pushed me towards them. What brings this on tonight though? Where did I find this inspiration for all of this? I saw Spider Man 2 tonight with Mr. Happy and Ms. Quiet and it was full of romance and such along with action but at the end of the movie as we exited the theatre it was their I found inspiration. I saw Sunshine with her boyfriend, happy and hand in hand, it was then I realized that fate had tried to make that my hand in hers but I stubbornly refused what was offered. Instead I looked towards my eastern horizon with faith of the fallen, hoping for the impossible and wanting what couldnt be. So a fallen faith in the west and a fallen faith in the east, no one to blaim but myself and nowhere else to look. Whats a guy to do? Well it seems to me that if you cant help yourself then help others. And thats what I've decided to do. I signed up for the Peace Corps. and specified id prefer an African Assignment. When I finally get an assignment ill be there for about 2 years and 2 months. I considered military service instead but I want to HELP not hurt. True, military does pay better but the rewards of this are deeper and far better for the soul.

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The Traveller Felt Reflective Tonight As He Gaxed Up At The Falling Stars, Funny Thing Those Firery Stars Those Star Fires

Quote Of The Day: "I've seen your flag On the marble arch Love is not a victory march, It's a cold and It's a broken Hallelujah" -Rufus Wainwright (from the song "Hallelujah")

"Love is not a victory march...." Hmmm, how very true. I suppose that, at first, we all presuppose that love is some sort of triumph and that we celebrate its capture with some sort of massive parade of our victory fleet and from there on all things will be good. But how quickly we learn. "....It's a cold and It's a broken Hallelujah...." A broken halellujah? The dictionary tells us that Halellujah is "a shout or song of praise to God", well if thats true then perhaps love is a broken hallelujah. People will often tell you that love is the greatest of all powers, perhaps even rivaling that of the christian God's. But I agree with this song, Love is a broken hallelujah, meaning that love is so strong, so mighty that it breaks past and beyond any praise to god. While many people question the belief of God or "believe" he exists, we all KNOW that love exists and that its power is never ending and undying. However, as with all great powers, man chooses to worship something he doesnt understand and gives it far too high a position. Sadness and pain, life without love, are all things that are just as powerful and tangible as love. Why praise love when we can simply praise lust? Or perhaps pain, either physical, mental, or emotional? Because it feels good? If we used that excuse then we would hold high the marijuana plant as a god or morphine, even prozac. No, we choose love because it does more than simply make us feel good about ourselves, it binds us, all, in a very unique and very human way. Beneath the benevolence of love we are inexiplicably tied. The mistake we often make is that we go seeking or questing after it, the problem with that is Love cannot be caught or won, it is a lifeforce all its own and chooses its own time to come to you, providing it does at all. Sometimes love can even come to us more than once when we lose the one we love. No dear friends I havent lost anybody, but I thought that was worth saying. Actually I wish there were some things I could admit to tonight, but..............I just cant, not yet, maybe as a final action to something ending but not yet. Hallelujah. It is midnight and I need sleep but lately I have been feeling very very restless. Perhaps ill return tomorrow night to speak with you all more. Starfyre, if your listening...... accept some semblance of an apology? Jealousy breeds the darkest of monsters but sometimes we have no control of them, our want for the unatainable can be greater that our want not to hurt those we care for simply because we cannot attain them in the way we would ocassionally like.

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The Traveler Seemed Rather Annoyed By The Sounds Of The Village Below So He Ignored It And Found A Path Around It

Quote Of The Day- "Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never."
-Charles Caleb Colton

A ridiculous quote if ever there was one. Such sentiment is utter nonsense. Maybe im just a bitter young writer but it seems to me that friendship ends up in love or anything of the kind because no decent friendship has enough strength to survive if it has to be moved into love, its too hard on the participants and anybody who tells you different just hasnt hit the edge yet, give em time cause they will. Certainly starting off as lovers and hoping to grow into love is nonsense because thats starting off with false pretenses. So what is the conclusion we make from this then? Love is a state of intoxicated mind, not alsohol intoxication neccessairly but intoxication none the less. Love is not really real, its more like a dream you have at night, it may seem real and it may seem like you truly experience it but thats simply not true, its a deception. And before three or four of you decide to get all grumbly and start arguing with me sit yourself back down and shut up, think about it with an open mind first or ill not listen to your prattle. Yeah im cranky and bitter tonight and I have every reason to be.

Lets talk about something else that's been buggin me lately. I have friends on both sides of this issue so I like to stay in the middle. Anyway, Gay and Lesbian rights.....yeah I know its contraversial. I cant stand these conservatives who say its sick and shouldnt be allowed....yadda yadda yadda wela ll know that song and dance. However I can stand these Gay and Lesbian cololitions that think by marching down a street anouncing their sexual preference is very intelligent either. We all know the arguments and defences for both but why is it no one looks at this practically? To the conservatives I say, ignore it and leave them be because its none of your business anyway. But to those of you that are now standing up and saying "yeah, its none of their business what we do in the privacy" sit your dumb ass back down. I give the conservatives all the right in the world to complain until you quit having stupid parades, special gay awarness months, special scholarship funding, and insist in anouncing to everyone that youre gay, cause I just dont care. Fuck whatever you want but do so in quiet. Now since this is my own journal and I am allowed to speak my thoughts freely I shall giv eyou my personal opinion on the issue. I lean with the conservatives in saying that its not 'natural' and it goes against every rule in nature, that the very nature and design of humanity is being pushed against by it, but so long as I do not have to participate in it I dont give a flying squirell what the hell you people do I just dont wanna be apart of it and Im not going to go to a parade and wear purple or put a little multi-colored triangle in my car to support you. I will, however, support your right to do what you wish in PRIVACY of your own homes. Like any straight person its fine and acceptable to makeout and/or kiss in public but stop annoucing it verbally and with special parades. As to the matter of marriage? Well so long as you pay taxes I think its perfectly acceptable.

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Leaving Behind Him A particularly Nasty Part Of The Path The Traveler Took A Seat Beside The Road And Caught His Breath Before DOntinuing Up The Mount

Quote Of The Day: ...Stay with me and hold me tight and dance, like its the last night of the world.... -('The Last Night Of The World') Miss Saigon

Ya know, I would really really love to see Miss Saigon (its a musical play) because im sitting here listening to a few of the songs from it and it kills me I've never seen it, id also love to see Rent (also a musical) someday. I bought the soundtrack to Rent, and I can piece together most of the story and its so awesome that now I really really wanna see it. Speaking of plays though, the Acting and Directing finals were friday night. And while it could easily have gone bad and a lot of things could have gone wrong, it seemed to go off without a hitch. I had a few line problems but all in all I think it came out well and no one, besides Mr. Happy and Dalamar really noticed the line problems. Well them and the professor whom we shall refer to as Snape, yep you guessed it its a Harry Potter cop off. The acting proffessor just really really reminds me of the Snape character from the Harry Potter series. Anyway, the piece I directed looked great and my actors, Mr. Happy and Lips, both did a splendid job. Horse Boy said he loved the piece I acted in and said Mr. Happy did a great job at directing us. I think were all a little less than happy with how the grading will no doubt go. The Rescue Pig and here female cohorts will all recieve great praise and Dalamar, Mr. Happy, myself, and the other older gentlemen who is also in the class will recieve moderate praise and be told about the specific problems with our shows. Yours truly will recieve some sort of knock off of points because I didnt stay to help the other directors put up thier props, even though thats more their duty then it is anybody elses. If thats the case I may go argue it with Snape and take up the fact that a class mate of mine took up some of my actors time on stage, she shall be reffered to as Mary Tyler Moore (or MTM for short). Dalamars show was great, one of his actors was the most confident and best I've ever seen him, to tell the truth I wasnt sure he'd be able to handle the line load but he did and he also created a great character. Now I just have to finish my directors notebook, my play analysis, and take a History test this next week and im done for the year.

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Effortlessly, The Traveler Strode The Path. Objects Ahead Dared Not Interfere With His Righteous And Divine Steps

Quote Of The Day: “When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums there is a light about to start when tomorrow comes.” –Les Miserables, Victor Hugo.

Good evening dearest readers, tonight I shall endeavor to bring you deeper into my mind so that you might see as I do. Tonight our post is about love, devotion, freedom, prosperity, divinity, corruption, the heavens above, the hells below, friends, family, and all things in between.

We shall start by examining the more important persons in the world around me. I will carefully examine and explain the importance of each person and how they fit into my life and how they came to be there. Not one amongst these people are without their flaws but neither are they without shining attributes that make them precious to the world.

I thought a long time about who to address first, because the first person is the one who will probably gain the most praise and most judgment from me. While many people come to mind none burn so passionately among my thoughts as Starfire. Aptly nicknamed because of her fiery position on all arguments and opinions I have known her for over 8 long years but only truly gotten to known her in the last 4. In the vast archive of my memory I can still recall the first time I saw her. It must have either been seventh or eighth grade and she was standing on a stage. At the time she caught my eye but I hadn’t any clue why, sometimes some people simply catch ones gaze for no reason in particular. She seemed tall at the time, had the reddest hair I’d seen till then, was wearing a white t-shirt that said something about redheads. While I am close to several other friends I have never felt a closer connection to them the way I feel a connection to her. We fight, its true, but no matter how terrible the words thrown or the passion of anger she inspires in me that anger never lasts and soon gives way to sorrow of having caused her distress. As someone who intimately studies himself and all other people I find this ability to never stay angry at her truly curious, I don’t mind it but I do find it fascinating. I can no longer count the number of arguments and disagreements I’ve had with her but it is those differences that we thrive in, though we view this relationship differently. From my side I see a bond of intimate friendship that often needs no words, but on her side she see’s someone whom she can argue with occasionally and always return to as if nothing happened even if its months and months later. She is an obvious liberal who defends her position passionately and has high hopes for humanity, a true opposite to my self serving conservative views of the disease that is humanity. But she has sown me that not all humanity is as terrible as it sometimes acts, that beauty and love still exists in the darkest of situations. While all of that is true and I appreciate ever moment of it, both the good and the bad, I still cannot help but wonder what might have been had these paths of life not diverged into differing parts of the wood and there been more than a voice in the air.

Though my thoughts and eyes may stray to the eastern horizon much of the time there has been a strong local presence that remained at my side the entire time. Each time my anger flared at Starfire or I felt as if I had been personally hurt Angel remained there to provide comfort of a friendly kind. Many a time it was when Angel told me that this other friend wasn’t deserving of my anger or thought, that it was better to forget and turn towards other people. I may never have listened but her words were just as important all the same. It’s highly debatable as to whether or not I should have listened better but sometimes just hearing the words from a friend is all that matters. If anyone person, besides myself, can be said to be significantly responsible for my large ego it would most certainly be Angel. Over the years she has given me more praise and made the appearance of looking up to my intelligence than any other person. Some of my more fond memories have been of sitting with her beneath a canopy of green leaves telling each other of our problems and her always telling me how intelligent and bright I was. Such is the nature of a friend. But even Angel and I have had our share of differences in life. In fact sometimes two people fight and one occasionally wounds the other so deep that a permanent scar is left behind. This is true for fights with both Angel and Starfire, however I wear my scars with pride, they are remembrances that for true friendship one must fight.

I have had romantic affection for both of the afore mentioned women in the past, perhaps something that creates these stronger bonds of friendship. Who would fault me though? To those who know them as well as I do they know each of them to be women of integrity and intelligence, though in different ways. Both are inspirations for characters in my ever growing story, and both continue to inspire me to this day. Many women will come and go in the future but these two will live forever in my memory as the two who ushered in my trust and respect of women.

But enough for now. I will post more in the next few days. Right now I must be off to memorize lines for Mr. Happy.