Alex (An Ideal)

Dear Alex,

Candid Corvid Productions

“As I have noted, this category has been about an ideal.

I chose this name to reference the concept of Alexander The Great because much like my emboldened spirit, he took his passion to the world and conquered – asserted his beliefs against societal resistances.

However, in a fashion, I am also a peace keeper.

And to maintain ‘greatness,’ one is often engaged in a war of attrition.

I do not need banners waving along a sea of conquests in the usual way.

I need them behind the scenes where love means everything and conquers fears in quieter, more enduring ways.

I want to share love with the world, not dominate.

I want love to rule because it’s the obvious choice and solution that people choose for their selves and for each other.”

A Woman's Plight, Male Bonding

Lady Blue

Candid Corvid Productions

She had spent the day rallying and cleaning, putting things in place a bit better as she had wanted to.

In the evening, like every evening, she subtly kept an eye out for him, trying to not feel like a fool – because what guarantee was there that he would appear?

And there was the balance of timing and not looking at every single person, because frankly, to do so would be exhausting.

A Return To Innocence, Reclamation, Society

The Bible Tale Of Job And Current Affairs

Candid Corvid Productions

“This story was another illustration to me of the concept of the Devil and God making wagers at human expense.

Then how are we not all just puppets on a string?

And if we are being manipulated, then we do not truly have ‘free will’ – which is what humans were supposedly given upon our ”creation by God.’

Being ‘good’ is necessary for humanity’s productive, flourishing continuance because ‘being good’ propagates cooperation and gentle utilization of our resources to ensure our own sustainability.

Just sayin’ for those looking at ‘the bottom line’ – the current trends going on now with excess consumption and large scale purely destructive behavior in humanity has no plan for longevity capabilities as everyone and everything is getting burned down in this abhorantly negligent process of ‘evil.’

I prefer to not worry about whether I am being f-ed with by other forces in my decision to be ‘good.’

I am just going to be ‘good’ despite any of these forces because to not be ‘good’ amounts to pure tantamount selfishness.”

Where Demons Tread

Darling,

Candid Corvid Productions

It’s kind of cute and funny (don’t you think?) that we seem to be having this effect upon each other.

Near tragic if we don’t do something soon to overcone it, but I think that it’s a very solid indicator that we are truly in love.

And this can be exhilarating if we create solid foundation and then let the feelings carry us  – thereby placing us into the next phrasing category of “head over heals in love!”

Where Demons Tread

My Love,

Candid Corvid Productions

I am excited to know you.

I am sorry that I have such difficulty crossing the barrier to you.

My closest people could verify that I am usually not like this.

I can usually switch easily between intro- to brief extroversion in various situations.

I think that the issue for me is that you mean so much to me.

And when I get close to you, the overwhelming sensations inside of me compete for priority.

I guess this is what they mean by the phrase, ‘You sweep me off of my feet!'”

A Woman's Plight, Stream of Thought

And Then The Flood Came

Candid Corvid Productions

She had found him, sang from back stage at the end of his set to lend support to him, they were able to kiss on cheeks then lips briefly – and then she was sent off on a wild goose chase away from him as he had to ready for departure and she had thought that she was joining him at a diner.

After a long bus ride that ended up dropping everyone else off at different venues except her and her guide, the two were finally let off at a park, and as they walked along a path, she asked to be connected with him by phone.

After her guide called him, she could hear him asking her guide questions about her, so she asked to speak with him directly.

Yet, his responses by phone with her once he was outside of his costume were filled with suspicious aloofness in his tones as he questioned the validity of her caring for him, stating how could he believe it – and what proofs could she provide of her affection?

She then opened up her heart to him and told him that she wanted to travel the circuit with him to get to know him and support him, that she couldn’t do distance relationships anymore because they were unhealthy for her, and that maybe she could work along the way to help with her travel expenses.

She didn’t have any money right now, but she was willing and open to innovating.

But he still resisted believing her because for too long he had survived by guarded indifference.

So she pleaded that he tell his other half how much she adored and loved him, and that even though she didn’t well know this side of him on the phone, she knew that she was certain that she also loved him, too.

She was crying as her voice kept getting softer, and she struggled to convey the depths of her feelings while sobbing gulps made it harder and harder for her to breathe as she tried to keep speaking.

When she at last finished, he said nothing.

“Hello, are you there..?

I love you…

Are you there..?”

Straining to hear any response from him, her emotions became so overpowering that she found herself waking from what revealed itself to be a dream, and heavy tears emerged in reality as she found herself still calling out quietly to him, “Are you there?”

Hyde's Bride

AckNowLedgement

Candid Corvid Productions

They had not been so corrupted when she had known them, thus she had not been naive to believe in their good aspects.

It was just extremely shocking to realise later how much the matriarch’s and her support in love had kept them on track.

And when the matriarch had passed, they all chose to absolve any adherence, and instead embraced anarchy’s tyranny and cast about blame for their grief and losses.

Hyde's Bride

A Spell’s Unbinding

Candid Corvid Productions

In her mind, the arrow tip’s shard at last began working its way to the surface, extruding from imbedment in her heart.

She could not yet feel any relief, for so long had her tissues been frozen in shock and fear’s caution to carefully contain its position and keep it from tearing her apart.

She then buried it at their once matriarch’s grave, the place where she had tearfully and wretchedly prayed for guidance when all had turned insane and then, soon after, the truth behind lies had revealed itself to her.

The matriarch could cleanse the shard, seal it, and neutralize that negative energy, blessing the woman by their once mutual alliance to carry on with her own story, no longer bound to that family’s tragedies.