A nights kiss clouding my eyes.. it was a mere dream.
A nights kiss clouding my eyes.. it was a mere dream.
Sunday, March 28th, 2004.
12:05 Am
The air was crisp, though.. not cold. It carried a warm feeling through your body as you lifted your nose to take in the clean, invigorating atmosphere. My eyes traveled upon the slopes of a great mountain, brushed softly with patches of mossy grass, a few small misplaced tree's, and rocks of many shades and sizes. Beautiful was not the word that came to mind.. because the mere vision seemed to have just swept you from your feet.. you could neither think.. or move. Traveling this mountain.. came to be a girl, standing at the smooth, flat tip, looking over the sky. She adorned a type of matted material cloth skirt, woven and sage. Adjacent to this had been a similar woven top, of the same material and color, crossing over her front, and half the mid, barring no sleeves. Heavy, light tan boots lined with a type of animal fur stood firmly in their place, and she held a long staff, molded from long, twisting sticks laced with vines. Mid length blond hair pulled in to tight dread locks, pulled back in to a joined tie. This woman, stood, waiting.. at the crown of this mountain.. the time, had continued, years on end. Nothing moved.. or changed, and she continued, standing there.. showing no signs of anticipation.. no signs.. of anything. She knew, only one thing, that she was meant to be here, until something came to her. An answer. It would seem eternity passed.. when one day.. someone climbed that mountain, and he moved to her, looking down in to her. The strangers stood next to one another, staring out in to the horizon together. A mutual feeling of placement occurred, a sense of belonging.
This is the story of my tattoo, for those who might have not heard or seen it before. In my mind, I felt like I conquered something, that it had been a closing chapter in my life. It represents the closing chapter of my depression. Even though things didn't happen the way they " Should have " I learned how to love, and how to be happy for myself, not every one else. I no longer felt completely alone. " Godsmack sun, with ' I stand alone . ' beneath it " Lower small of the back.
Sunday, March 28th, 2004.
12:05 Am
The air was crisp, though.. not cold. It carried a warm feeling through your body as you lifted your nose to take in the clean, invigorating atmosphere. My eyes traveled upon the slopes of a great mountain, brushed softly with patches of mossy grass, a few small misplaced tree's, and rocks of many shades and sizes. Beautiful was not the word that came to mind.. because the mere vision seemed to have just swept you from your feet.. you could neither think.. or move. Traveling this mountain.. came to be a girl, standing at the smooth, flat tip, looking over the sky. She adorned a type of matted material cloth skirt, woven and sage. Adjacent to this had been a similar woven top, of the same material and color, crossing over her front, and half the mid, barring no sleeves. Heavy, light tan boots lined with a type of animal fur stood firmly in their place, and she held a long staff, molded from long, twisting sticks laced with vines. Mid length blond hair pulled in to tight dread locks, pulled back in to a joined tie. This woman, stood, waiting.. at the crown of this mountain.. the time, had continued, years on end. Nothing moved.. or changed, and she continued, standing there.. showing no signs of anticipation.. no signs.. of anything. She knew, only one thing, that she was meant to be here, until something came to her. An answer. It would seem eternity passed.. when one day.. someone climbed that mountain, and he moved to her, looking down in to her. The strangers stood next to one another, staring out in to the horizon together. A mutual feeling of placement occurred, a sense of belonging.
This is the story of my tattoo, for those who might have not heard or seen it before. In my mind, I felt like I conquered something, that it had been a closing chapter in my life. It represents the closing chapter of my depression. Even though things didn't happen the way they " Should have " I learned how to love, and how to be happy for myself, not every one else. I no longer felt completely alone. " Godsmack sun, with ' I stand alone . ' beneath it " Lower small of the back.