#inmymindseye

[addictiveissues]

Don’t feel sorry for me.

I deserve the misery I feel.

For all the times I betrayed. Lied. On purpose. Destroyed character. Ran you over.

When. All. You. Did. Was. Love. Me.

I caught you ONE TIME.

With a character in a game.

I don’t even know who the character was.

But it didn’t matter.

It was the same thing happening to me. All over again.

The paranoia.

The projecting.

The lying to go get that bag.

The ending stories.

Some real.

Some not.

So don’t feel sorry for me. I don’t deserve it.

#SoHowDoYouHeal #sheSays

#TheBurning

#WithLove #HeSays

#butHow #IdontDeserveIt

#HeKnowsIt #HeGivesItAnyway #Freely #Fully #NoHoldingBack #FullSend

#shehugsMe

#Iembraceher and #cry

I can’t forgive myself for it isn’t right. But I must. So how.

And Therin lies the answer.

I cannot. So I must RECEIVE IT - #TheGivingIsInTheReceiving

So as we hug , I tell myself , I know that I cannot. It I know that He can. I know ow that You do, Lord. I know that I am forgiven IN YOU. I cannot be in mine own. But I am in YOU, Lord.

And I #BreatheItIn while I am hugging and #suddenly we are becoming #equal #becomingOne and we move as in a circle , oblong , triangular , and we are one. The Burned One , The Shiny One , The Little One , now grown , and the Grown One , all within the #LightOfChrist

#Imagry

I can’t explain it. But I know it’s real.

#InMyMindsEye #Meditation #MyMuse #NoW #NewOpportunitiesForWomen #MaricopaCounty #SherrifJoe #ASU #Learning #ReWilding #WildWomanSisterhood #GrowingAtestimony #InTheKnowing

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13201092/25/

Dragonborn!" A woman joins us, probably in her early 50's, wrapped in many yards of fabric that make me inwardly wince at the thought of trying to go up or down the stairs. "You must be so honoured to be in the accompaniment of such a noble and upstanding man like our Paladin here." The way she smiled through her gushing words nearly make me roll my eyes. I knew when I saw or heard hollow complements. Even if they were dressed up.

"That's certainly one way of saying things." I say as I politely and watch as she takes a goblet from someone who is carrying a silver tray full of them.

"When I heard that he was bringing someone who is being called 'the Dragonborn', I must say, I was intrigued and looked into you."

"You must've had to work fast since he asked me only hours before." I supply and watch a coy smile grace her lips.

"I have many contacts that can work fast, but not many could come back to me with many details about you, specifically. Just tales of old, really."

"Is that so?" I frown a little. "I find that odd."

"How so?" She inquires, her head tilting slightly.

"I was in village a few days ago and there was a bard who had heard of my exploits and had started writing songs about it."

"And what are you saying, Dragonborn?" She snipped after taking a long drink of her own goblet. I kept my face passive as I tilted my head side to side in contemplation.

"I just can't help but think that perhaps you need better contacts."

"I see." She tsked, looking around to the other guests who had been occasionally looking in on our little snippet. "I feel horrible for not knowing anything that you have accomplished to raise a toast to you then." She dramatically sighed.

"Shame." She didn't seem to like the fact that I wasn't rising to her bait much. Her eyes flickered with a new light before a smile spread her dark painted lips.

"How about you make a toast then, in return for the honour to be his companion for the night and to be in the presence of all nobility in Skyrim?" She gestured to Casavir. "Surely that must be the most memorable things you have done in Skyrim so far."

"I don't think-"

"Everyone!" She called, looking around getting conversations to slow to a stop as she looked back to me, her hand upraised. "The lovely Dragonborn would like to say a few words for us." They didn't clap, no one cheered, hell, some didn't even bother to look our way, but many looked on and I resisted the urge to click my tongue at her.

"Thank you.." I look from Casavir, to the crowd around us and give my best smile I could manage. It wasn't until I caught that woman's smug face that had me straightening and putting my shoulder back. If she wanted a show.. I'll give her one. "Well, as a testament to our Paladin Casavir here's character and judge of thereof… He has chosen me to be his accompaniment for tonight's festivities. To say I am honoured.." I paused and momentarily struggled with what to say next, but with a small exhale, I met their gazes once more. "To say I am honoured would be an understatement of my own achievements and accomplishments, being past or present, so I will just simply say; you're welcome." I finish, my eyes not leaving that woman's gaze as she glares back to me. "Enjoy the festivities, everyone." I bow my head a little and pull on Casavir's arm. "Excuse me." I say and he lets me go.

[i-am-theseeker]

"Top'o The Afternoon to Yas!" [Artist 🎨 Unknown] #afternoon #topoftheafternoon #afternoons · #mindtravelling #mindtravel #inmymindinmyhead · · #itsabeautifulday · · · #inmymindseye · · · #thirdeye #thirdeyeopen · · #inmyfeelings #thingsithinktoday · (at Salt River Township, Audrain County, Missouri) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVi1nkiL9hg/?utm_medium=tumblr

[supercat97]

Haven't posted in a while so here is some ambiguous vent art :D It's about stuff #life #art #illustration #sketch #doodle #mind #inmymindseye #vent #ventart

[niliaangel]

#stillpracticing #art #differentart #myownart #ArtRebel #ILoveMyArt #ImWorkingOnMyCraft #outofthenorm #sketch #sketching #sketchBook #doingsomethingwhiledoingnothing #artMaterials #artIsInMyBlood #breakingalltherules #beautyisintheeyeofthebeholder #beauty #beautiful #pens #Pencil #Colors #paint #painting #artgallery #artIsFree #inmymindseye #YouDontSeeWhatISee #whatdoyousee #artist #AilinLizeth

[wyldwon]

The field #inmymindseye #meditation #meontheotherside

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13902480/3/

Wait… I blink hard and watch it drift up and disperse.

Huh?

I frown.

I take another breath, shorter and watch as it too rises, but not as strong as the one before.

I lean back a little and take a moment to gauge the overall temperature around me and yet everywhere, I felt warmth. I took stock in that and drew it in.

This was, after all, Atlanta. As in, Atlanta, Georgia. We didn't get weather that gave you vapor breath. Warm and sweltering except on rare occasions that were then added to the city's history books. Like that freak cold snap from- I shake the thought from my head and look around, and yet, each exhale I watched it rise from me and disappear into the night sky.

And yet, here I was on my balcony and seeing my breath, coming in thicker and thicker puffs of mist. I stood there, watching my breaths rise as the feeling of cold began to creep in. Subtle. Like if you blinked or moved you would have missed it. Closing my eyes, I squeeze them hard.

I must be having some type of delusion.

This week had been rough.

Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me.

Although… My thoughts drifted back to when I had been resting in my hospital room and caught the scent of saltwater and pine. I had been feeling conflicted but calm when that had happened. Drifting somewhere in between states of mind. Maybe.. If I focused on it?

No harm in trying, I supposed.

Focusing on the elusive bouts of the cold, I took long deep breaths in, letting the feeling of becoming centered but chilled, wash over me, through me, until the feeling that had been scraping on the inside of my skull parted slightly. Like reaching a hand into a brush's space free of thorns and continuing to reach outward until I felt something connect and tug and for a second, felt a slight pinch in my head, like the beginnings of a brain freeze. I focused harder and with a feeling of being dragged through those thorns, I wince when I feel a sensation, like I had tripped and began falling forward hits me and instinctually open my eyes and brace my hands on the railing in front of me.

I stare, dumbfounded at the sight.

I was still standing on a balcony, but this time, it wasn't the one at my apartment.

My body felt strange, out of place. Looking around I see high walls of white stone that climbed into the skyline beside me from where I stood. The architecture wasn't one I recognized and not one I had ever encountered before in life or books. My eyes moved around before looking downward, my vision blurred on the peripherals of my sight but in the center was the clearest.

I was looking down into, what seemed to be a courtyard, a metallic gazebo stood high in the center, the top of the structure of it covered in a thin layer of snow. I could just barely manage to see what could have been a statue of some sort resting inside at the center of it. The foliage that I could see that bordered around the courtyard seemed to thrive despite the cold chill. My fingers dug into something solid and wider than my balconies bars. Looking down, my sight moving slowly, I see that my hands resting on a wide stone barrier that came to my waist, my fingers leaving imprints over its curved snow-covered edge.. My fingertips were red from the cold and vaguely I feel myself now beginning to shiver at the cold winds. It began to hurt to breathe, each breath stinging my lips, my teeth, my throat. My eyes water at the bitter winds as flakes of snow hit my face.

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

Stepping outside I can't see much due to a thick fog that covered most of the ground around me. On one last inhale, I catch the faint scent of saltwater, the pain from my ribs ebbing away as I take a tentative step in a vague direction of the room where I had woken up. I faintly see a tree trunk amidst the fog but the silhouette of something dark moving overhead in the boughs is what drew me closer. Something about it was almost beckoning.

Almost reaching where the roots meet the dirt, I hear the distinct caw before I see a crow of perfect black inky wings when it settles upon a nearby branch before moving to a nest. I watch as it moves around before its head turns and looks directly at me. Its beak opens, a few more caws ring out but it isn't shrill to my ears. It almost sounds comforting. Like it somehow beckoned me closer. It's hard to comprehend, let alone describe as the sounds of the dark feathered bird began to sound like words...

'Caw... Cawwm… Cawme.'

Come.

I take a step, and another as if in a trance, my right hand lifting towards the large bird slowly, palm up in offering. It leans forward a little and for a second, I fear it will fly up and away before it moved from the branch it rested on, to one that was closer to me, its head tilting side to side, its yellow eyes pining me to the spot as it observed me.

It must've been as curious about me as I was about it. It seemed so close; I could almost touch it if I moved a little closer. I leaned forward-

Time stopped again.

I blinked once, twice as something in the air changed around me. Like an electric charge filled the air. I just manage to notice the hair on my outstretched arm standing up before an electric current surged through my body from my forearm that was resting by my side, making my muscles tense and I feel myself almost being jerked backwards, away from the tree, away from the large crow that had risen my curiosity.

The sensation hasn't been painful really. It left me feeling dizzy more than anything before the crow's beak opened once again, the shrill of its call ringing in my ears but sounding different than before, frantic as its wings flapped, seemingly angry at the broken trance like connection between us.

I look downward to look at my left arm and for a split second, thought there must've been some trick in the light. For there, resting upon my forearm was an imprint. Much like when someone is smacked, the skin was uplifting, reddening, but the image was unmistakable. A large hand had left a mark, my skin tingling as I stared at it. The palm covered most of my forearm, the fingers stretching wide, the thumb riding along the curve, the smallest finger within an inch from my wrist. I look behind me, in the direction I had been pulled towards and saw no one, but the charge in the air returned once again, this time, it surrounded me.

I barely had time to brace for it.

Another jolt, this time, starting from my lower right ribs and cut diagonally across my torso ending near the top of my shoulder, my body bending inwards as air burst from my lungs, this time the shock burning with a passion that left me staggering.

No.

I don't want more pain.

Not again.

My eyes burned as my sight blurs as I look back to the crow and I try to reach once again, wishing for that peace filled trance, that blissful nothingness. Electricity shoots through my chest like before, my mouth opening but no air coming in or out. No sound.

Caw.

Caw!

The raven drops from its perch and begins to fly down to me, its dark wings flapping against the fog filled air.

CAW!

"CLEAR!"

With one last jolt, I am ripped from that image, my eyes slamming shut as it tears through me and I open my eyes once again as air aggressively fills my lungs. I choke on it, like I was drowning and my body was struggling against itself.

It all comes back in at once.

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13902480/2/

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

I was certainly capable of anything I put my whole mind to despite being called... Plain... So what if I was plain? I thought with a frown and push my glasses up. I was damn good at my job. #fanfiction #inmymindseye #glasses #residentevilvillage #slowburnromance #heisenbergxoc #maincharacter #linkinbio https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ7eI4tMrnJ/?utm_medium=tumblr

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

Chapter 2 peek at Bindings To The Past. #fanfiction #inmymindseye #residentevilvillage #chapter2 #pain #silentscream https://www.instagram.com/p/CR9W-EEHhQK/?utm_medium=tumblr

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

"Forgive me, Miss Buchanan, this," Littz gestured to the tall man who stood in the corner who I now took a good look at. "Albert Wesker." #fanfiction #inmymindseye #romance #residentevilvillage #firstchapter #albertwesker #firstchapter #heisenbergxoc https://www.instagram.com/p/CQ7cOPNMTmt/?utm_medium=tumblr

[meforeaday]

Summer's end brings more time for the studio! Reorganizing and prepping my inspiration station for the next season of making art in this awesome space! I just quit a part time job that I have had this year and damn it feels good to be home creating more! I have a great idea for a new series that I am starting! Stay tuned this winter to see me #fly #high #inmymindseye https://ift.tt/2nOcRrt