Letters to Heaven . . .

Goodbye pain
I’ll wipe my face
I’ll smile now
‘Cause you’re in a better place.

And all those things I didn’t say
Will have to reach you another way.

I’ll send my letters to Heaven
To you, from me.
Reads: Missing you,
Signed, Lonely.
– original poetry


Top: ::Una :: – Mehra @ The Seasons Story { Opens April 7th }
Pants: Blueberry – Melanie – Sky

Pose: Le Poppycock *Stay Fly* Mens Only Hunt 9 Pose & Prop Gift

-Garden- by anc Ltd.  “spray” wild flower{blue} h
Mushilu. – My Gears @ We ❤ RP

-& | The Metal Men . . .

The food rations were about to run out. With the limited food, the people in the camp were growing hungrier. Everything had been burned or destroyed when the Metal Men appeared almost a year ago. They brought with them death, destruction, and the end modern civilization.

Scouts went out in teams.  Each time they brought back what supplies they could. Soon not only did the supplies start to dwindle, but the people started disappearing too. The ones who made it back told stories of the Metal Men attacking and taking away those who didn’t escape.  No one knew what had happened to them, as they were never seen again. Some people believed that they were used to create more Metal Men.

Last week a scout made it back to the camp – haggard and badly injured. He brought news a warehouse 20 miles to the West that may contain food. The only problem was that the area was guarded by Metal Men. He said that they looked old and rusty, maybe they were even nonfunctioning. It was decided that in a few days the scout would take a group with him and they would make their way to the warehouse.

However, one particular young lady, who had been listening, decided to go out and see it for herself.


Skin: :[Plastik]:- Carvera Skin (Femme):// Latitae  @ Skin Fair 2017
Hair: .:EMO-tions..  *SUN* -BLACK/WHITE @ We
Top: Yasum  *Xena Coat*Earth
Pants: Yasum *Xena Leathers*Earth

Pose: Del May  – Nothing to see here [male]

Mushilu.- Robot In stones Silver @ We
Mushilu.- Robot Ruins Copper @ We
Razor Bird – Broken gate, Posts and side fencing


My battle . . .

Thought my battles were done ,
but another one needs to be won.

All the lessons that I’ve learned,
get me ready for another turn.

Shadows of the past
caught up to me at last.

Life’s wanting me to give in,
it’s time to rise up and take another win.

  • Original poetry


Outfit: Mushliu – FairyBones Gacha  @ Fantasy Gatcha Carnival {Until Mar. 7th}
Hair: Yasum*MESH*Cyber Dreads*headpiece (old Gatcha)
Accessories: C L A Vv. Feather Tribal Ear Cuff (Natural)
Arte – War Paint – 6 Colours
Izzie’s – Face & Body Blood & Wounds

pose: *F*ckin Ningas* Mandragora Pose + Katana

{Roawenwood} Red Leafed Maple
{Roawenwood} Dungeon Entrance Ruins – Treasure Chest Feb. Exclusive
[MedievalFantasy] cranepile1

I see this world . . .

“If we are willing to kill in order to save this world, then the world is not worth saving….”

I heard this saying a long time ago when I was younger. I can’t remember where I saw it and, not matter how “ great” the internet is, I can’t find it anywhere. Though that doesn’t matter.

I’ve never understood the mentality people have when they think that they can make things better by bringing other people down. How does that help anyone? Sure, it may help you for the moment because you suddenly have the “ high ground”, but you’re not guaranteed to stay there. Just as you knocked someone down, the same will be returned.

Not everyone is going to be a winner, and not everyone is going to succeed. There will be people who stand in your way and people that you don’t like, but that doesn’t give you the right to treat them badly.

Many people talk about making things better, but is it better if you have to hurt people to do it?

Dress: Una – Shansa Short @ We ❤ RP { Opening Feb. 4 }
Hair: *ARGRACE* KOHAKU – Whites
Boots: ALEGRIA Minerva Boots Light Silver (old Gatcha / store closed )

*May’s Soul* Africa necklace gold
#2 Blueberry – Angelberry – RARE – Wings – Pure @ The Epiphany { Until Feb. 15th }

Set: Mushilu. MoosMonolite @ We ❤ RP { Opening Feb. 4 }

Pose: an lar [poses] – The Flutter Series @ SaNaRae {Until Feb. 18 }


When you open your eyes . . .

Once upon a time, my eyes were closed.  I stayed in my own world and was at peace. Then one day I opened my eyes and took a step outside. The things that I saw, the things that I heard, made me wonder if i was still living in the same world.

Things look different once you decide to open up your eyes. Is it better, or worse? To answer that, I propose another question: Would you rather live inside your own world, or experience something new?


Skin: :[Plastik]:- Acquus Skin:// Female @ The Secret Affair { Until Jan. 29th }
Top: .Una. Coral Silver @ The Secret Affair { Until Jan. 29th }
Skirt: .::Dead Dollz::. Arcadia Gown – White
.ARISE. Blind Eyes / Aqua
=Kio= Sirens Ear – Sea Horse

Hair: /Wasabi Pills/ Marissa Mesh Hair

Set: Mushilu – My Lily @ The Secret Affair { Until Jan. 29th }
-Garden- by {anc}  “secret garden” ROSE

Pose: L y r i u m-  Portrait Poses



Somewhere out there . . .

Somewhere out there, lies a whole world of opportunity that is waiting for you.

Somewhere out there, are things you only thought possible in your imagination.

Somewhere out there, opposition that you’ll have to face.

Somewhere out there, life is waiting for you.

Life is about living.  Good things, bad things, and everything in between is all a part of life. Don’t hold back from trying something because you’re afraid of failure. Don’t ignore something you want to do simply because it doesn’t fall into “socially acceptable norms.”  It’s your life; you’re the one who has to live it.

Don’t know where you’re going? Are you feeling lost in life? That’s okay too. No one has everything together all the time. Life throws us curve balls and monkey wrenches, and all we can do it handle them the best we can.

Such is life and all the vicissitudes therein.

The world is waiting for you, somewhere out there.


Outfit  ::Una:: – Spacewoman @ The Epiphany  {Until Feb 15th }
[ Suit, Neck 2, Boots, Hands, Oxygen Bottle RARE, Helmet ]

Set: Una & Mushilu – Spacecraft @ The Epiphany  {Until Feb 15th }

Picture #1: Serendipity: despondency . . . @ 2nd Level  { Until Jan. 30th }
Picture #2: Serendipity: eccentric. . . @ 2nd Level  { Until Jan. 30th }

On a mission . . .

Out of all the other Druids in her village who sought after the honor of seeking the mysterious Shan’zi relic, Kibou was chosen. Whether it was due to her tenacity or stubborn aggression, when her name was chosen many were left with more than a bit of doubt. She wasn’t known to be the best at anything, but had now been given this impossible quest.

The relic was known to be hidden in the ruins of the old monastery, on an isle across the South Sea. Legend spoke of dangers that confronted any who sought the relic. Only one person had ever returned, but their mind was gone.

Her travels were laid out for her, but even without it Kibou would have known the way. With every day that passed, she felt a pull at her spirit and knew it was the relic calling out to her. This feeling worked as its own directional compass and it grew stronger the closer she got to the destination.

After many days she finally saw the ruins in the distance. The pull was so strong that her body wanted to move on it’s own, but she took a deep breath and closed her eyes.  Maybe this is what happened to all who had come before her?  They fell victim to the pull. Kibou focused her mind and her long elven ears twitched as she listened to the nature all around her.  Allowing herself to open to the environment. The air around began to stir and in her minds eye she traveled the rest of the way to the ruins. Buried deep in the heart of it, next to a bed of orchids, was the Shan’zi. Said to be a gift from the gods, the Shan’zi was able to influence fate.

She saw now apparent dangers, but the air felt placid.  Kibou opened her eyes and knelt down besides a collection of rocks and studied the ruins. She felt hesitant, but the pull was still there, begging and pleading for her to come.

I will bring the Shan’zi to my village, Kibou resolved to herself. She was going to do it. She was going to influence her own fate.


Skin: : [The.Plastik] – Chaotic Neutral Skins:// Female  @ 11:11
Outfit: Mushilu – Fiora (Collar, arms, belt, Green dress/jacket) @ The Fantasy Gatcha Carnival { Until Dec. 7 }
Shoes: fri. – Charity.Boots (Tombstone)
Accessories: [The.Plastik] – The Verys Halos @ 11 : 11

An lar [poses]  The Opal Series  @ The Liaison Collaborative { Until Nov. 30 }
Black Cats poses – Katana female