#voice in my head

[lookbeyondyoureyegate-poems]

Mirror mirror on the wall I’m guessing that it’s time for you to fall The times you reflect are true after all Who can change your projection on an eyeball Who can change it for us all

A silly notion considering time changes us all Craziest notion is, has much even changed at all I suppose that’ll make you consider it all

It’s funny how you reflect often & still forget it all I guess a reflection don’t make a man after all

Mirrors in the world walk & talk to us all Afraid they can’t see what they reflect to us all Some reflect wisdom while others shatter & fall Experience is the only teacher of the vanity in it all

The idea of becoming doll in order to remain real I tell you no lie adaptation becomes a real skill Who better to learn from then The Potter of will

Without will power you develop a power that’s ill How can a reflection tell a mirror to have ill will I see it’s about attitude that affects your own will Hold on to what is good and neglect what is ill

Self reflection is to first master the skill Just do your part & the parts that matter will heal Let nothing pour into you but what adds & can fill Reflection isn’t about appearance but the power of Will

Who are you still

J.Rashid.H

[siremasterlawrence]

I was waiting but here is the official last story for this blog at least for now.

The Tactical Revision Part 1

It is ridiculous for me to get a phone call at 4 pm my time, finally picking it up to hear him once again even though I did not want to do so and I his voice so soft but books up a bit into my ears.

He coos telling me he is across the street on the side of my house because he wants to meet me finally and I sigh getting dressed to head out side to meet him as I walk down the stairs.

I exit my apartment a building door heading down two side walk as I head to the side of the building and I pass my building on to the next two blocks and that is where I see him in his glory.

My goodness six foot four, muscle bound and in a two hounded and fifty pounds I am utterly amazed and licking my lips in a fit of glory and I stand still checking him fork head to toe.

He waves at me this muscle is actually shy in both his voice, tone and especially his facial expression and he winks at me in utter excitement as I wait for the car to pass and then run over.

Opening his arms he wraps them over my shoulders yanking me in to his body as I pat his back and he knows that I am in charge as he refuses to let me go but I push him away.

He stops cold staring down at me as I am pointing toward the car seat as he plops it the side for me as I enter and he joins me on the driver seat side as he waits for me to instruct him.

I command him to turn on the ignition as he was ordered driving off to the hotel I tell him to get a room at and he walks through the door to the elevator and stepping on to it before he zooms up.

The text rings on my cellphone as I follow to the room going up to the fourth floor with a smile as the door cracks to the side and we are soon all alone as he kisses me slowly his lips stir.

I shove him off to the side pinning him on to the door with my body pressing on to his massive muscular body and I can see him checking me out from head to toe his heart is up.

It races after a quicker speed beating up of it all, his hands go crazy continuously move throughout and he knows it is over for him no matters what and calming him down once more.

My lips match his mash our lips together as we make out a bit feeling him up as he is squirming a bit and he juts under my body knowing he wants me he begs me to fuck him.

Rolling my eyes I brush past him walking to the window avoiding his face but staring out of the glass and he makes his move grabbing my shoulders facing me so he can force me.

His eyes bare down in to mine bleeding even more all I know is had to have him using my foot to kick him in to a chair and lift my leg sitting on his lap and begin to kiss him at steady pace.

His body melts onto the chair as he cannot resist me barely holding on, his eyes follow me as I lift my hand in to the air as I snap it and he his head falls to his chin with eyes rolling to he is clothes.

Clapping my hands in excitement I rise to my feet standing up towards the sky look down at him and with a creepy smile I begin to undo his shirt throwing it in to the air I am absolute in all.

On my instructions he sit up ready obey all I say to him he, his eyes pop open a he stares at me mindlessly and I take aim beginning to construct his downfall by setting his mind up to fail.

His eyes lite up then grow dim following my voice as he walks to a door in a white room taking the knob and opening it up he walks in and begins to descend the staircase in to his oblivion.

“It’s ok Ben! Relax”

“Keep counting”

“Don’t bother with anything else “

“No one else matters “

“I am all you hear and know “

“Imagine time rolling back”

“Your skin begins to peel”

“Pulling back “

“Unleashing skin”

“Time comes back “

“Till the shell it gone”

“You are at your core “

“Yes at my core “

“Listen to me carefully “

“YES!”

“You trust only me”

“Only you “

“I am always right”

“Put out your right hand”

“My hand touches yours”

“Grip it tightly “

“I am imprinting on you “

“You can’t escape me”

“Mmmm…I can’t…escape you “

“Jay you need to let go “

“You need to release “

“You succumb to me”

“My words are intoxicating “

“I won’t hurt you “

“I won’t lead your wrong “

“Let’s spin back in to time”

“When I kiss you your whole world will change “

“YES!”

“My lips will set you on fire and free”

“Kiss me”

“You will completely erase”

“Erase?”

“YES!”

“Oooohhhh…MY…GOD”

“Kiss me please “

“Master! I beg you “

“Shut up!”

“Mmmmmmm”

“Fuck!”

“Fucking Fuckity fuck”

“Yyyyuuuummmm”

“Oh Master!”

“I love you “

“Who are you ?”

“Whoever! You want me to be”

“Good boi”

“Who am I?”

“My slave Jay”

“Oh yeah!”

“You are my property “

“Sir Yes Sir”

“You do as I say”

“No questions asked air”

“Good boi”

“Mmmmmm”

“Fuck!”

“What?”

“I love you sir “

“What is your purpose?”

“To serve you”

“How boi?”

“As you like”

“Mind, body and soul”

“With everything I have”

The end

[sixbucks]

[dandelionsprout42]

Where Stella keeps going during levels

It dawned on me a solid 8 months late why Stella is never shown flying alongside Peach when she's transformed in Peach Showtime, despite her always flying alongside Peach otherwise.

As far as I can now tell, Stella seems to be merging into Peach during transformations. So it's seemingly not just for… show, so to speak, that she seems to fly into the chest(?) of Peach's temporary blue dresses at the start of transformations.

Whether Stella then talks to Peach through her clothes in whichever way, or if Stella has been merged into Peach's mind and head, remains ambiguous to me, however.

Peach seems to take the whole situation pretty calmly, seemingly not startled by someone else in her mind and/or soul talking to her fairly frequently.

(I can only presume this is how Bat-Rani in the Gail Carson Levine Disney Fairies trilogy also worked like, but "Fairy Haven & the Quest for the Wand" was so incomprehensible that it may as well have been Finnegan's Wake as far I am concerned.)

[diary-of-a-girl-with-hope]

I don’t need friends when I have the voice that tells me I’m a disgusting failure ୨୧

[hxc66]

Why is the voice in my head British when I read?? I am from FLORIDA.

[themalharescoven]

🎵Baby, last time calling me baby

Last time calling me crazy, crazy, crazy🎵

[no-why-would-you-do-this231]

The Voice In My Head

*16 Years has passed from the canon au*

Adrian: Ack!, *Gets thrown around like a ragdoll*

Knuck: Hah!, When you said you were an arc I expected better and not THIS! What a disappointment no wonder you don't have a father

Jaune in Adrian's mind: Oh Nah, Let me control you real quick

Adrian: *What are you gonna do?*

Jaune: *Teach a lesson*

Adrian let's his uncle possess him as he closes his eyes

Knuck: Hahahahah!, What a fucking idiot closing your eyes while in combat is dumb!!

As knuck throws a series of quick jabs Adrian dodges it

Knuck: TF?!?!!

Adriaune: Whoa, Hey! Dont punch a student that's gotta be 2 days in detention at least my guy!

As he says this Jaune jumps and kicks his face hurling him across the stadium

Knuck: *unconscious*

Adriaune: That's what you get Dick!

[cursedonanotherlevel]

Grievances (late night thoughts)

I suppose it's never good to hear total silence. But, sometimes that all you want to hear. No music, no sound of cars on distant roads, not the whisper of wind reflected on dancing trees. Not of the bugs drawn to light with ease. But what's the one thing that you can never silence? Your voice, your inner voice that is... A contemptuous thing it is. No, it may not be a physical thing, like the racket of kids talking at lunch, but IT is very real. Sometimes you wish the stupid thing would shut up at night. "Tomorrow YOU need to check in with Mrs.dfsdfdfsdfsfsdaf. Oh, and don't forget to fsdfafasdfsdfsadf. Oh no! YOU forgot to odfoodhfofbaohfodhsafdfoash. Tomorrow YOU should pack your lunch for work." OH tomorrow this, tomorrow that! Be quiet would ya'?! Though sometimes, sometimes you wish it could be louder! To speak YOUR truth, to show the world who YOU are. But no, at that moment it cowers. Goes into the shadows those which it finds comfort in. So with YOUR silence YOU do what's left and listen to others. YOU hear their troubles, their due-dates, activities, memories. As YOUR's hide in the background. So once you get home, finally ready to enjoy the silence YOU shared. YOUR voice creeps out stretching it's internal vocal cords, ready to share. So tired from listening to other's voices YOU neglect YOUR own. So once YOU lie down all YOU want is silence, a sleep to drift into. But first, YOU must listen to YOUR voice's grievances. But where is YOUR voice when you need it to remind YOU of the task at hand? In the darkness, using the silence it stole from... you.

sooo uh yeah, this came to me randomly close to 1 am while I was looking sleeplessly out at the city from my porch, hope it gave ya'll some enjoyment because after the first sentence kinda just went with it. Thanks for reading, sorry for the long post.

[lampangmanunulat]

My Battle

photo credit to md-arts.deviantart.com Running as fast as I could until there’s a place to hide Go to the darkest spot until I can never be found But it is catching up so fast, as if it has a guide Now it’s on me, and I suddenly fell into the ground Helpless, motionless, I don’t have strength, I cannot resist I feel so small, this thing is just towering over me Baseless thoughts and fears, used…

[marune2]

Tzubaki yami chapter 1

Tzubaki live whit he’s parents he love he’s mother but he’s father…….. year he love him but in the same time coming something dark up and it’s brinks them to a uncomfortable situation………..plus tzubaki have voices in he’s head wo not help very mush

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Charlotte whas whit her son tzubaki take care of flowers the boy like to do it whit he’s mother as Sukehiro come

Sukehiro: he ya how is my girl and son

Charlotte: oh Fine

They kissing

Tzubaki:ew (voice: hid him burn it’s were funny to hit him ya he is right no attack him)

Tzubaki ignor the voices in he’s head

Yami: how is my boy come let’s train „laughing

Tzubaki: No….I working here Father

Yami smile: come it’s have time come you want time whit you old man

Tzubaki: No I don’t want ( voices: hid him tell him stupid human don’t know he’s please kill him no put in on a wall whit Dorns) tzubaki shakes he’s head

Charlotte: come tzubaki my son I know it’s hart in the last time but you father did nothing wrong…….

Sukehiro: it’s ok peky queen

Tzubaki : (voices: he don’t know stupid old he hide yes pain burn!!!!!!!!) : ach fine I train whit you father but not long………

Sukehiro Fells something is wrong : what’s wrong son you looks like something is wrong you shake you head very often

Tzubaki: it’s nothing big…….

Sukehiro raise a eye brow

Tzubaki: ok….. it’s are the voices again plus you are really adnoing…….

Charlotte and yami looks at him concerned they know abaut the voices but tzubaki don’t tell really what they Tell him the last time did the voice‘s bring him out of control and burn stuff

Charlotte: tzubaki what do they tell you again?

Tzubaki : nothing big they just lout

Sukehiro: come let’s free you head we are here for you

Tzubaki: fiinneee ( they just lout because of you stupidy but……)

[shwirlyshwoobie]

[373rn17y]

Thoughts or even voices

Poem 1: Battleground of Whispers

Me: Why do you haunt my thoughts so? Voice 1: We mirror your doubts and fears, don't you know?

Me: But I strive for peace within my mind. Voice 2: Peace is elusive, leave your worries behind.

Poem 2: Echoes of Uncertainty

Me: Can't you let me find my way? Voice 1: We're here to question, night and day.

Me: I seek clarity, a moment of calm. Voice 2: Calm is an illusion, we're your truth's alarm.

Poem 3: Tug of Desires

Me: I yearn for something more, something true. Voice 1: We'll lead you astray, as desires ensue.

Me: But can't I dream without fear? Voice 2: Dreams shatter, reality is clear.

Poem 4: Seeking Inner Harmony

Me: Is there not a way to find peace? Voice 1: Peace eludes, like thoughts that cease.

Me: I strive to unite my thoughts and heart. Voice 2: Hearts and minds often drift apart.

Poem 5: Confronting Doubts

Me: Must you plague me with endless doubt? Voice 1: Doubt's a mirror, reflecting what you're about.

Me: I long for confidence, a firm stance. Voice 2: Confidence wanes, like a fleeting glance.

Poem 6: Shadows and Light

Me: Can't you let hope shine through? Voice 1: Hope's a fragile thread, easily misconstrued.

Me: I seek to chase away the night. Voice 2: Nights linger, obscuring what's right.

Poem 7: Yearning for Clarity

Me: Why can't you give me a straight path? Voice 1: Paths twist and turn, facing nature's wrath.

Me: I wish to decipher truth from lies. Voice 2: Lies entwine truths, a tangled surprise.

Poem 8: Embracing the Struggle

Me: Can't you ever let me be? Voice 1: We're part of you, as far as you see.

Me: I want to find strength in the fray. Voice 2: Frays strengthen, shaping you day by day.

Poem 9: Whispered Shadows

Me: Why must you whisper in shadows' guise? Voice 1: Shadows conceal, where your turmoil lies.

Me: I yearn for light, a clear view. Voice 2: Views alter, as perspectives renew.

Poem 10: Inner Confrontation

Me: Can't we find common ground at last? Voice 1: We're the layers beneath, forever steadfast.

Me: I strive for balance, for harmony. Voice 2: Harmony's born from our symphony.

[howifeltabouthim]

And though I do not believe in extrasensory perception, I did hear her voice in my head, as if she had broken in like a burglar. I wasn't sure how to feel about another person's voice in my head. I thought only I was in my head. I thought I preferred it that way.

Catherine Lacey, from Biography of X

[dark-lifes-posts]

Der größte Feigling, ist eine Frau, die die Liebe eines Mannes weckt, ohne die Absicht zu haben ihn zu lieben.

[psalm40speakstome]

Does anyone else have the “you said such and such a thing at such and such a time and if you don’t feel EXACTLY like you did then in this moment you’re a blaring hypocrite” voice in their head or is that just me?