So, I've been having a wonderful day. So... what did I do? Go and start writing depressing poetry. Anyway, the stuff I'm working on now isn't done yet, but I wrote this beauty a while back, I really like it, and verse 3 rocks your socks.
Standing in the water,
Staring at the stars,
I think of how I came to be,
And who we truly are.
Echoes ring out endlessly
From a cloudless sky,
And in the dream’s sweet respite,
All things begin to sigh.
This is the waking dream,
Though sorrows tear at mind,
I fall into the softness,
Safe, asleep, and blind.
My time here is quick,
A dream that time will not allow,
You may wake me up,
But let me sleep for now.
I feel the coming hour,
All wounds to bleed once more,
And I will drown in sorrow,
Like I did before.
I promise to awake,
But please don’t do it now,
Please let it be gentle,
And I won’t care how.
Let me see the dawn,
As I open up my eyes,
When I leave this place,
Where true peace always lies.
--- By Ash
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
some icons
yeah, so. Long time no type. I thought I'd get back to my wonderful blog (I would've never remembered if whitegrahamcracker hadn't mentioned it today, so thanks).
Anyway. I've been playing around with some graphics, using my own photos and stock to make album covers for one of my favorite albums, AFI's Art of Drowning. I'm planning on making a cover for each song, and I'm doing it in kind of random order and I'm not doing one for the Bonus Track (Battled) or Initiation (it has no lyrics). I'm just experimenting with my imaging program so this is just for fun. Here are the ones I've done so far:
The AFI logo is from afireinside.net and the titles are all in the Beyond Wonderland font from Dafont.com
Enjoy!
Track 2 on the album. This isn't really that great... I may edit it later. I found the sun and planets photo online and the hand is my own photo.
I really really like this one. It's for track 3, The Nephilim (I love that song). The background is one I made and the hand is from a painting I had scanned on my computer.
Track 4, Ever and a Day. I took and edited all the photos in this one... it's alright. I do like the bare tree branch fade... I just took a picture of a dead tree, made it negative and messed around with the hue and stuff.
Track 5, Sacrifice Theory. this one is kinda weird. I got both photos off a stock site of deviantart and used some fading brushes and ripple effects. You can't see the ripples to well, but you'd notice if they were gone. I originally just had the boy jumping and not the fire, a cover for Summer Shudder (AFI, Decemberunderground), but it didn't work.
Days of the Phoenix, track 9 (I think), another great song. This one's a little different in style from the other ones, but I like it. I scanned the feathers, the fire and bird stock are from deviantart and photobucket.
I think this is my favorite one- all the stock is from deviantart. One of my favorite songs off this particular album.
Anyway. I've been playing around with some graphics, using my own photos and stock to make album covers for one of my favorite albums, AFI's Art of Drowning. I'm planning on making a cover for each song, and I'm doing it in kind of random order and I'm not doing one for the Bonus Track (Battled) or Initiation (it has no lyrics). I'm just experimenting with my imaging program so this is just for fun. Here are the ones I've done so far:
The AFI logo is from afireinside.net and the titles are all in the Beyond Wonderland font from Dafont.com
Enjoy!
Track 2 on the album. This isn't really that great... I may edit it later. I found the sun and planets photo online and the hand is my own photo.
I really really like this one. It's for track 3, The Nephilim (I love that song). The background is one I made and the hand is from a painting I had scanned on my computer.
Track 4, Ever and a Day. I took and edited all the photos in this one... it's alright. I do like the bare tree branch fade... I just took a picture of a dead tree, made it negative and messed around with the hue and stuff.
Track 5, Sacrifice Theory. this one is kinda weird. I got both photos off a stock site of deviantart and used some fading brushes and ripple effects. You can't see the ripples to well, but you'd notice if they were gone. I originally just had the boy jumping and not the fire, a cover for Summer Shudder (AFI, Decemberunderground), but it didn't work.
Days of the Phoenix, track 9 (I think), another great song. This one's a little different in style from the other ones, but I like it. I scanned the feathers, the fire and bird stock are from deviantart and photobucket.
I think this is my favorite one- all the stock is from deviantart. One of my favorite songs off this particular album.
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
One Minute Of Prayer Each Night
A good friend of mine emailed this to me today, and I had to put it up. While I don't know whether it's gonna stop a war or not, I do know it holds a very powerful message. I think I understand the power of prayer better than ever after recent experiences, and I think this will produce hope if anything.
ONE MINUTE EACH NIGHT
In WWII, there was an advisor to Churchill who organized a group of
people who dropped what they were doing every night at a prescribed
hour for one minute to collectively pray for the safety of England,
its people and peace. This had an amazing effect as bombing stopped.
There is now a group of people organizing the same thing here in
America.
If you would like to participate: each evening at 9:00 PM
Eastern Time (8:00 PM Central, 7:00 PM Mountain, 6:00 PM Pacific),
stop whatever you are doing and spend one minute praying for the
safety of the United States, our troops, our citizens and for peace
in the world.
If you know anyone who would like to participate, please
pass this along. Someone said if people really understood the full
extent of the power we have available through prayer, we might be
speechless.
Our prayers are the most powerful asset we have.
Thank You
May God Bless you!
ONE MINUTE EACH NIGHT
In WWII, there was an advisor to Churchill who organized a group of
people who dropped what they were doing every night at a prescribed
hour for one minute to collectively pray for the safety of England,
its people and peace. This had an amazing effect as bombing stopped.
There is now a group of people organizing the same thing here in
America.
If you would like to participate: each evening at 9:00 PM
Eastern Time (8:00 PM Central, 7:00 PM Mountain, 6:00 PM Pacific),
stop whatever you are doing and spend one minute praying for the
safety of the United States, our troops, our citizens and for peace
in the world.
If you know anyone who would like to participate, please
pass this along. Someone said if people really understood the full
extent of the power we have available through prayer, we might be
speechless.
Our prayers are the most powerful asset we have.
Thank You
May God Bless you!
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Bob.
Ah…. Today is one of those slow days, where I’m too tired to really do anything, so I’m sitting here, listening to Boulevard of Broken Dreams (this is probably my all-time favorite song), and looking through old files.
Today I happened upon my collection of Bobs. That probably sounded really dumb, but ‘bob’ is my buddy. ‘He’ is simply an animated stick figure who can dance and do all kinds of stuff. Bob rocks. What else can I say? I made my first Bob back in February, when I first learned to animate. I drew each slide individually in Microsoft paint, and it took me 3 hours to get all 50 slides just right.
I think I’ll post some Bob’s on here… maybe later. I’m trying to decide which one is best, I have several of him dancing… the one of his guitar solo is cute too… I think I’ll upload the guitar one.
(click here to see the animation)
This is the bob guitar solo... not the best, but it's ok. I know absolutely nothing about playing the guitar, and I'm pretty sure he's holding his guitar wrong. Sorry about that... deal with it.
Today I happened upon my collection of Bobs. That probably sounded really dumb, but ‘bob’ is my buddy. ‘He’ is simply an animated stick figure who can dance and do all kinds of stuff. Bob rocks. What else can I say? I made my first Bob back in February, when I first learned to animate. I drew each slide individually in Microsoft paint, and it took me 3 hours to get all 50 slides just right.
I think I’ll post some Bob’s on here… maybe later. I’m trying to decide which one is best, I have several of him dancing… the one of his guitar solo is cute too… I think I’ll upload the guitar one.
(click here to see the animation)
This is the bob guitar solo... not the best, but it's ok. I know absolutely nothing about playing the guitar, and I'm pretty sure he's holding his guitar wrong. Sorry about that... deal with it.
Friday, June 1, 2007
Woot. I Almost Died AGAIN!
72 hours of Pain and Pandomonium:
This has been the most painful, exciting and chaotic 48 hours in my life. I just had emergency surgery, about 24 hours ago, so la-di-da. Here I am, back at la blog (don’t ask why I said ‘la blog’, I just did. Blame it on these darn pain medications).
So anyhoo. Last Wednesday, May 23, I started having moderate abdominal pain- nothing serious, nothing too horrible, I just took Advil, and was fine. Around May 26, I started having to do more, because that was the day of my dance show (that show was a mixed bag, it was ok, I may post about that later). On Monday night, I went to bed around 11:45 pm, and couldn’t sleep because the pain was so bad. Around midnight, I started throwing up. I puked up everything that I had eaten that day until there was nothing left. I threw up about 3 times between midnight and 3 am, then I couldn’t sleep so I went down and watched Jay Leno for the next few hours. The pain kind of eased off, but never went away.
Tuesday was ok, but that night, it got HORRIBLE! The thing about this pain was that it was throbbing, and one second, I would be laughing and joking, then I would be doubled over crying. I got drugged up on NyQuil and managed a great nights sleep. Wednesday morning it was bad again, so I went to the doctor. They checked me up… lalala… normal stuff, and gave me something for intestinal blockage. I didn’t think that was the problem, and I was right. But anyway, I went home, drank that whole stinking bottle of whatever it was, and there was no effect. By that time, the pain had eased off.
Wednesday night, I tried to sleep, but it got worse than it had ever before. So, at midnight, my dad and I hopped into the truck (For me it was more of a limping whining mess) and drove down to Trident Hospital’s emergency room. I got seen relatively quickly, they took all those stupid samples they need, and that was that. We waited and waited and waited and waited… we waited all night for something, and in the morning, around 6:30, they decided I ought to have an ultrasound, to look for appendicitis. I did that, and they didn’t see anything! I was shaking with pain (I kept shaking before I got the crying bad pain) so they were still concerned.
They decided to put me through a CT Scan (aka ‘cat’ scan) and so I began preparing for that. You have to drink half a cup of stuff every twenty minutes for two hours before a CT, and I started at 7:30, it was fine until about 8:10, when I started getting nauseous and the pain was beginning to return. They gave me an injection through my IV thingy and that made me feel worse. As they wheeled me to the CT room, I was crying and shaking and moaning, and it just wasn’t pretty.
During the scan, I had trouble lying still, but I managed. I got wheeled back to my room, still in pain. It wasn’t too long before I felt better, and then it wasn’t a horribly long time before I got the CT scan results. According to the pics they got, I had a rather large cyst (5 cm, 100 times larger than the normal cyst- no wonder I was in pain!!). They discharged me from the hospital and told me to go see a specialist.
We went to a doctor who gave me two options. Have a minor emergency surgery that day and live with the pain for a few days, or take medicine to ease the pain off slowly for two weeks, risking further infection. DEFINITELY SURGERY!
We drove back to the hospital, and sat around until I got a room. I went in, got hooked up to the IV… la-di-da… got injected with stuff that made me feel drunk, and was rolled into the OR. The last thing I heard before I went to sleep was “You’ll be asleep in about 30 seconds” I don’t think it even took that long because by then I hadn’t really slept too well for 72 hours.
They had trouble waking me back up because I was so tired. The first thing I had to do was drink water, then eat some graham crackers so I could take the pain medicine.
I came home, threw up a bit, and then slept until 1:15 pm today. My mom talked to the doctor this morning, and he said that if I hadn’t had the surgery, the cyst would’ve imploded and actually killed me. Thank the Lord I didn’t do that!!!!
I think this whole ordeal has been a sign from God or something, but I haven’t really learned anything from it… and also, I’ve had as much divine intervention as I can take!! (that was just a sarcastic remark, I hope God never stops being in my life, he’s given me a great life to live!)
This has been the most painful, exciting and chaotic 48 hours in my life. I just had emergency surgery, about 24 hours ago, so la-di-da. Here I am, back at la blog (don’t ask why I said ‘la blog’, I just did. Blame it on these darn pain medications).
So anyhoo. Last Wednesday, May 23, I started having moderate abdominal pain- nothing serious, nothing too horrible, I just took Advil, and was fine. Around May 26, I started having to do more, because that was the day of my dance show (that show was a mixed bag, it was ok, I may post about that later). On Monday night, I went to bed around 11:45 pm, and couldn’t sleep because the pain was so bad. Around midnight, I started throwing up. I puked up everything that I had eaten that day until there was nothing left. I threw up about 3 times between midnight and 3 am, then I couldn’t sleep so I went down and watched Jay Leno for the next few hours. The pain kind of eased off, but never went away.
Tuesday was ok, but that night, it got HORRIBLE! The thing about this pain was that it was throbbing, and one second, I would be laughing and joking, then I would be doubled over crying. I got drugged up on NyQuil and managed a great nights sleep. Wednesday morning it was bad again, so I went to the doctor. They checked me up… lalala… normal stuff, and gave me something for intestinal blockage. I didn’t think that was the problem, and I was right. But anyway, I went home, drank that whole stinking bottle of whatever it was, and there was no effect. By that time, the pain had eased off.
Wednesday night, I tried to sleep, but it got worse than it had ever before. So, at midnight, my dad and I hopped into the truck (For me it was more of a limping whining mess) and drove down to Trident Hospital’s emergency room. I got seen relatively quickly, they took all those stupid samples they need, and that was that. We waited and waited and waited and waited… we waited all night for something, and in the morning, around 6:30, they decided I ought to have an ultrasound, to look for appendicitis. I did that, and they didn’t see anything! I was shaking with pain (I kept shaking before I got the crying bad pain) so they were still concerned.
They decided to put me through a CT Scan (aka ‘cat’ scan) and so I began preparing for that. You have to drink half a cup of stuff every twenty minutes for two hours before a CT, and I started at 7:30, it was fine until about 8:10, when I started getting nauseous and the pain was beginning to return. They gave me an injection through my IV thingy and that made me feel worse. As they wheeled me to the CT room, I was crying and shaking and moaning, and it just wasn’t pretty.
During the scan, I had trouble lying still, but I managed. I got wheeled back to my room, still in pain. It wasn’t too long before I felt better, and then it wasn’t a horribly long time before I got the CT scan results. According to the pics they got, I had a rather large cyst (5 cm, 100 times larger than the normal cyst- no wonder I was in pain!!). They discharged me from the hospital and told me to go see a specialist.
We went to a doctor who gave me two options. Have a minor emergency surgery that day and live with the pain for a few days, or take medicine to ease the pain off slowly for two weeks, risking further infection. DEFINITELY SURGERY!
We drove back to the hospital, and sat around until I got a room. I went in, got hooked up to the IV… la-di-da… got injected with stuff that made me feel drunk, and was rolled into the OR. The last thing I heard before I went to sleep was “You’ll be asleep in about 30 seconds” I don’t think it even took that long because by then I hadn’t really slept too well for 72 hours.
They had trouble waking me back up because I was so tired. The first thing I had to do was drink water, then eat some graham crackers so I could take the pain medicine.
I came home, threw up a bit, and then slept until 1:15 pm today. My mom talked to the doctor this morning, and he said that if I hadn’t had the surgery, the cyst would’ve imploded and actually killed me. Thank the Lord I didn’t do that!!!!
I think this whole ordeal has been a sign from God or something, but I haven’t really learned anything from it… and also, I’ve had as much divine intervention as I can take!! (that was just a sarcastic remark, I hope God never stops being in my life, he’s given me a great life to live!)
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Happy Birthday to me!
Happy b-day day Ash... yep- another day older. Today's been weird, I finished my spanish work for two semesters (I started two weeks ago), I did my CATs, and a lot of stuff broke. The washer stopped working, my mom's glasses got oil-based paint on them (ugh, she loves those glasses more than me- I swear), the Air conditioning, ARGH.
Anyhoo... I did rediscover why I used to like Linkin Park (sp??)... I was listening to something and that song 'Numb' came on. I don't like the lyrics as much as the music, but whatever. I was also listening to 'Break the Habit', and that so should've been my theme song in 5th grade, whenever I stopped liking pop music and replaced it with Greenday and AFI... *sigh* Memories... the beginning of becoming who I am, (or my downward spiral from pink and glitter to black and poetry- depends on who you are).
I just realized I went a whole month without a blonde joke. Haha- you wouldn't believe how many of those sterotypical wastes of time get tossed at me. You'd think that my SAT scores and resume would shut people up, but still, my hair color always catches up with me.
Yeah, so anyway, I'm gonna go update my profile... see ya,
Ash
(oh, yeah, I finally put my fictionpress account back up, go to http://www.fictionpress.com/~ashoflynne to check out my profile, there's only two poems on there, but whatever)
Anyhoo... I did rediscover why I used to like Linkin Park (sp??)... I was listening to something and that song 'Numb' came on. I don't like the lyrics as much as the music, but whatever. I was also listening to 'Break the Habit', and that so should've been my theme song in 5th grade, whenever I stopped liking pop music and replaced it with Greenday and AFI... *sigh* Memories... the beginning of becoming who I am, (or my downward spiral from pink and glitter to black and poetry- depends on who you are).
I just realized I went a whole month without a blonde joke. Haha- you wouldn't believe how many of those sterotypical wastes of time get tossed at me. You'd think that my SAT scores and resume would shut people up, but still, my hair color always catches up with me.
Yeah, so anyway, I'm gonna go update my profile... see ya,
Ash
(oh, yeah, I finally put my fictionpress account back up, go to http://www.fictionpress.com/~ashoflynne to check out my profile, there's only two poems on there, but whatever)
Friday, May 4, 2007
My website
I've been plugging a few keys, and finally decided to get my own website... it's called Pure-Ash, mostly because I was bored. I have two pages up... cute graphics... all by me, kinda sticking with a dragon theme (I kinda like dragons if you hadn't noticed)... anyway, check it out. Two webpages won't kill you. No go... shoo. Be gone. Are you actually still reading this? *jabs link list to the right* still reading? Man, you need a hobby...
- If you can't tell, I'm bored.
- If you can't tell, I'm bored.
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