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Monday, 22 June 2009

  • 2 paths

    i know that their is a purpose in my life and i know iam going to reach it one way or another but it seems like the is a cross road that is in my way both seem promising with seeds that have become exotic fruits that look soo beautiful to the eye but one looks more appealing. but i find my feet still planted in the ground wondering why i haven't moved?because if i choose the wrong path all i will see,smell and taste will be bitter like the ones that chose that path before me.so i must hope faith guides me faith has shined on me two of the fruits fell from the tree one the color red for warmth and comfort and one was a light pink small bodied but pretty to look at as i gazed into the body of the fruit i saw my reflection and since i was confused i only did the logical thing i took a bite and i wanted to try the red one so as i took a bite the necter of the fruit was as sweet as caramel it just made u want more and more to the point of an addiction this cant be right i thought to myself so i dropped that fruit
    and now its time for the pink one i gazed at it and thought its probably taste as sorry as it looks but that first bite and its soft sweet taste like that of honey let me know that although i underestimated her she was still ready to show me that was where i should be soo i was off into the sunset walking the path of this odd fruit never to look back on the beautiful red fruit ever again
  • a fallen angel

    what makes us move on
    it seems like in every battle in life we either lose or if we win their is a greater one for us. i have seen the path of an angel and the path of a beast and tried to stay lukewarm because they say the good die young and the evil live on but what happened to the man in the middle? the one that tries to fight his lusts for this world the one that was soo different than every one? his wings were plucked off feather by feather piece by piece bone by bone! because he wouldn't listen.
    once stranded and left for dead the man then tries to reach for help. and when he finds it he forgets what he was meant to do. he got comfortable with being meiotic and decided to hold on to his pain. his purity slowly faded away and the missions left incomplete and he was being made obese by those that took him in what is left for him but to act as those that are lost his faith is gone and he remember all that happened to him with a grudge has no ambition to move on with his life and those that wanted to make amends with him he casted aside. he yelled "i need no one!" but yet he did becoming older and his heart became colder he was still a hopeless case. so did he ever change? will he ever change ? will he go back to the front lines , or will he just be that waste of life like soo many others? only he can descide that.





  • i no longer fear death

    i have stared in to deaths cold black eyes
    and spat in his face. the fool!
    for i have lived in hell for a season of my life and i just wanted him to take me away from it all
    i have given into many sins and although i have been forgiven for them some still haunt me to this day
    i became a beast myself i became like those that tormented me for soo long
    these hands were not clean
    i have lived in purgatory and nearly lost my mind.
    only able to hear my own thoughts can be tragic
    in those around me for what fruit i saw they produced was rotten to say the best. many of time have i witnessed heart break that is why i can be so heartless! you may try your hardest to hurt me but i will laugh and call you a fool!you must understand i am truly unique i felt pain for many days of my life during that walk and you could call me a veteran of insanity! that is why i dont fear death because i already died once,and this is the new me that stands here but i will tell you i plan to live along time
  • the meaning of orphious

    Orpheus (Greek: Ὀρφεύς; pronounced /ˈɔrfiəs/ or /ˈɔrfjuːs/ in English) was the son of the god Apollo and a legendary figure, probably from Thracian origin,[1][2] venerated by the Greeks and Thracians[3] of the Classical age as a chief among poets and musicians, and the perfector of the lyre invented by Hermes. Poets like Simonides of Ceos said that, with his music and singing, he could charm birds, fish and wild beasts, coax the trees and rocks into dance,[4] and even divert the course of rivers. He was one of the handful of Greek heroes[5] to visit the Underworld and return; even in Hades his song and lyre did not lose their power.

    As one of the pioneers of civilization, he is said at various times to have taught humanity the arts of medicine, writing (in one unusual instance,[6] where he substitutes for the usual candidate, Cadmus) and agriculture, where he assumes the Eleusinian role of Triptolemus. More consistently and more closely connected with religious life, Orpheus was an augur and seer; practised magical arts, especially astrology; founded or rendered accessible many important cults, such as those of Apollo and the Greek god Dionysus;[7] instituted mystic rites both public and private; and prescribed initiatory and purificatory rituals, which his community of followers treasured in Orphic texts. In addition, Pindar and Apollonius of Rhodes[8] place Orpheus as the harpist and companion of Jason and the Argonauts.

    Several etymologies for the name Orpheus have been proposed. A probable suggestion is that it is derived from a hypothetical PIE verb *orbhao-, "to be deprived", from PIE *orbh-, "to put asunder, separate". Cognates would include Greek orphe, "darkness", and Greek orphanos, "fatherless, orphan", from which comes English "orphan" by way of Latin. Orpheus would therefore be semantically close to goao, "to lament, sing wildly, cast a spell", uniting his seemingly disparate roles as disappointed lover, transgressive musician and mystery-priest into a single lexical whole. The word "orphic" is defined as mystic, fascinating and entrancing, and, probably, because of the oracle of Orpheus, "orphic" can also signify "oracular".

  • quotes from orphious

    1) If not careful you can become something you fear and if too careful one will hate themselves
    2) The old sayings that you can never teach an old dog new tricks and you can never turn a prostitute into a house wife only work because people dont have patience
    3) What are values but the mere lessons we were either thought in life or not
    4) A person of great courage and ambition is up and moving around shaking this up like a lion on a retarded wildabeast rawr!!! bring it on punks!!!!
    5) You say that you are full of love but I will give you only one lifetime to prove

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  • a creative soul , I am a student of modern day philosophy on might say. I love to write , I think and ponder what the world is becoming. on my spare time i make techno music and i pratice martial arts. I love technology , women , i love to cook and i have a degree in information technology. this blog will be a gate way into the mind of orphious

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