@sophiacamille

What can be simultaneously multidimensional and known as one word?
Equally dangerous as it is soothing?
How can it be so universally known and signify a story of its own?
What force makes all emotions sewn in a kaleidoscope of passion?
What is an experiences un-unique to all?
What glistens with humility?
What are the strongest means of communication to express my emotions
They are able to say what my words can never tell
Sink the heart to its depths of affection
And bring the mind to the climax of the respective sensations...



…Tears
 
 
I am not afraid to cry. When I cry, my heart and mind are liberated. Tears have been apart of our lives from the time we took our very first breath out of the womb. So why be ashamed?  I dont apprieciate people telling others not to cry about their emotions... especially when it is the most naturally humanistic way of doing so...
 
That's like telling someone not to live.
 
 
Tune in and vibe out
 
 
 

This blog entry was supposed to be this grand "tell it all" of everything that has been on my mind this week. I began to write it and had a bout of "deja vu", so I paced back some entrys and saw that everything that I am feeling wierd about now, I somewhat went through previously between September and December. And I am not trying to be repetitive. I mean, they are not entirley the same situations, in fact, some far from it. However, that nawing sense of uncertainty that plauged my attidude on life is back.

I have a problem for taking things as they are. I like to ensure sucess with things by surrounding situations with all the postive reinforcement I can. I realized, somethings are inevitable. Alot of situations are blossoming, while others are somewhat crashing (thats a light description), and its hard to say what the outcome will be. I feel like I cant handle any more dissappointment, but there is really no way of preventing whatever way these situations fall.

Im finding my tolerance intolerable. Im getting pretty tired of compensating the things I need for the things others want.

so before this becomes a rant

peace

another poetic freestyle of the mind and soul inspired by...






I once sat down when the sun was bright and the sky was blue
and I told myself should write a poem about you.

I was having trouble describing the beauty of your eyes to its deserved perfection
with the intensity of lighting that proceeds the deepest of thunders
How they say everything without you saying a word
How one look seems to spark all my nerves
and unwind my thoughts to end me sailing to cloud 9
with one wink

Writing a poem like this is not as easy as one may think
I had difficulty describing your lips
which are soft like velvet
smooth like silk
and when they touch mine

I melt
while the substance of me glides into your indescribable hands
who's feel has housed arousing travels into distant lands of
twin mountain peeks
a wet abyss
and rained a raging fire
and if I were to travel higher
I would find a marvelous tower
that deserves a poem of its own

But really your hands...
fit so perfectly along each and every one of my curves
Im not so sure if its a blessing of a curse for your feel to feel this great
for my yearnings and desires to be ignited with such passion with one gentle stroke across my cheek
leaving me motionless and unable to speak

I love your laugh...
and to contextually paint its picture
it would take a lifetime and a half to illustrate the happiness that protrudes through its every rise and fall
the bliss of your laugh
kisses my ears and brings the kind of joy that makes angels sing.
Yes your laugh is a glimpse of heaven.

And when the gates open
I am acquainted by your kiss
there is nothing more deservedly indescribable as this
your kiss makes all still
I forget about the past
unaware of the present
and I mentally glide through the anticipation of each second your mouth dances with mine in the future
I cant think of a phrase to give light to the way your kiss lifts my heart to a state of tranquil ease as it
lays soundly in the comforts of your soul

yes...,

I want to write the most beautiful poem for you
but I only know there are only three words that will do and have timelessly stood true

I love you.

I’m content with the way things are


Im not satisfied with the way things are going

I feel trapped in between hate and love

And im not sure how to get out of this thicket of annoyingness



I’m stressed by the what could have beens

And motivated by what could be

But why keep moving on

When there may not be a purpose of continuality



I lack the courage to let go

But the thoughts consumes my mind

I could always go the easy way

And wait for you to walk away

But really at the end of the day

I cant stand being alone



I’m content with crying

But I’m not satisfied if you’re not here to wipe the tears

Like a moth to a flame

And cant escape the obvious blame



We have tried so many times

Things all result in just the same

I have kept my mind open

But my heart closed shut

Probably the resaon why were stuck in this rut



I’m content with who I am

Not satisfied in “we”

I have to break up with you

You and I can never be.

Sophia Camille = Perfect Wisdom
This is the translation of my name. Sophia means wisdom. Camille means perfect.

I don't by any means feel like I have or ever will meet this level of insight, however,I do always strive to observe things for its higher meaning.

The translations of these names are traditional interpretations, but its kind of interesting to think about how society has adapted their own meanings different names over time and they all become more and more relative.

So what better source to reference than urbandictionary.com

Here are the results


Sophia : Click here
Camille: Click here

Now some of these are really great and flattering, while others are well... clever.

Its bit  interesting to see what qualities and descriptions people came up with. I wonder what inspired them... And for the EXTREME results, what made them take it THAT far...
you should try it!

enjoy.
that femme fatale. with intelligence and beauty with the eyes of angels

:)

I grew up as the Supreme Nerd Girl. I still am pretty nerdy. I was drum major in the band, apart of three academic groups, always on honor roll, and looked like the geek I was. I would provide pictures but I don't want to put you through that agonizing expirience.

So, I grew up. Things about me changed. I went from the girl being generally unnoticed, to actually wanting to date me. I wanted to be noticed so badly. It finally happend, and now, I'm kinda sick of it.

I realy don't want another guy to think that calling me pretty, showering me with any type of similar compliment excessivley will get any type of footage towards a relationship with me. Now, I am not saying I dont apprieciate the occasional compliment, however, attempting to adrorn me with typical banter and pickup lines that someother girl prolly heard just a few days ago.... not gunna work.  I just feel like if the only nice things a guy can say to me are on a physical basis then that means he probably doesn't care about much else anyways.

Compliment my mind. Talk to me. I like good converstation. I really apprieciate the guys that take the time to understand me and not just treat me as a lady should be treated, treat me like I (Sophia) should be treated. It makes such a huge difference.

I am working on the my ultimate love poem. This will be fore the man that will hold my heart. I don't know who he is yet, but I can't wait to find out.

I want him to make me feel like  this.......

This is a first. i have never written a poem directly in my blog. I normally write it in a personal journal and after a few days of editing, if i decide, to share it, it comes here.  Here is my unedited attempt to poetically respond to the story of this song with a little help of past personal expiriences. this is as raw as it gets. enjoy.

I have had enough.
 I'm tired of the tears.
I'm tired of the anger.
 I'm tired of being belittled and having my emotions tried
and my heart tied in a knot.
 as if I have forgot all the painful lies and sleepless nights where i cried way to a williowing clutter of confusion. 

We lack fusion and depth of a relationship is a far distant illusion.
We parted and never found a solution
 so were are just a solute with undissolved tension
I approach the next step with apprehension
I approach the next move with tactful words
because I know what hurt they bring
I know the magnitude of its power
as the fury rolls on


You say feelings are unjustifiable means of proof
but what happens when my feelings are true
When they're all about you and nothing makes more sense than the way I do and do not feel about you
I am in no means confuzed
In no way unsure
I've never been one to ever give up so this will be a first....


I'll move on to were all the worries are gone and I can live free in the comfort of a bright future.
where my soul can be housed in the hands of the deserving.
 with this I bid you adieu, but before I conclude
 i want to wish you all the best 
dont you forget
 I will always love you.