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A letter of cautionary measure
April 2nd 2017
A letter of cautionary measure
Dear Mr. President,
I cannot imagine the difficulty and overwhelming circumstances that are forced upon you every day as you begin your time in office. As a young girl, practically a child I can offer little guidance. But, I know with much affirmation that one of the most essential keys to being an effective and reputable leader. Understanding all of whom you are governing over. However different they may be from yourself. Whether their lifestyle, values and beliefs contradict your own. Where I believe as a President you have your biggest shortcoming. Many feel insulted and disregarded, if not completely abolished by you. Empathy is key not only to be in position of power but to even consider yourself a compassionate human being.
A way I thought of helping you comprehend other’s feelings and dispositions is reading and immersing yourself in the experiences of a few protagonists that represent the individual groups whom you’ve mo
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The delicate
Some mornings, I think I have finally put the overwhelming sense of self-loathing behind me. Along with the petrifying fear of possessing any fat. 
But waking up on a day such as this, I don't have the strength to emotionally protect myself. I feel it on my skin. Feeling the devil trembling in her cage, eager to starve and deprive me. In the midst of this cacophony of hazy thoughts, a clear one appears. I cannot allow this. I must not give control back to her. 
I stumble into the classroom, smiling, shakily sitting at my desk. A unsteady grip on the pencil, using every ounce of energy to lift up my bag off of the floor. I relish in every pang of hunger, every pain. Let it wash over me, shivering in delight. Looking at others warmly with a unfocused gaze. 
That is always how it illustrates itself, tempting me for more of the provocative sin. You bound with energy, thrilled by the high of watching your spinning body rely on so little. You want to dance to show everyone tha
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Nightgale
As she turns, not expecting to see anything behind her. 
She is greeted by darkness. 
The darkness comes in many forms. 
In half forgotten strands of memories that might have been jokes and might have been tragedies. 
A nightmare even after waking up, holding her throat in a vice grasp, suffocating her in hysteria. 
Lies that were breathed out and taste vile in her mouth. 
As the clock moves further and further past midnight, she sits awake. 
Watching the darkness outside her window. 
Wondering if she flatters the moon enough would she be in return brought across to a world where the darkness is a beloved companion. 
Instead of a lurking, threatening presence in the depths of her mind. 
She's danced on the edge of madness before, she knows. 
Played on the hairline fracture on which most of her sanity wobbles. 
The nights staring at walls, having long drown out conversations with them about life, death and mortality. 
Dari
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Weep what you sow
Please don’t be cross. 
When she caresses her soft bones. 
And asks to be alone. 
God knows why... 
She drowns herself in soft melodies and tears 
instead of being here. 
Forgive her when she doesn’t even try. 
All she speaks are lies and faerie tales. 
Christmas lights dance on the floor like rainbow silhouettes. 
She hides while there is sunlight. 
Her mind is cold and callous. 
But can put up a fight, a smile.
Moon stands more inviting. 
To another night of fantasies. 
Illuminating computers and phones she has more faith in. 
Than the family waiting for her awakening. 
Their patience withering. 
She rests of soft colors making her whole. 
Filling the deep, pulsating hole.
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Metamorphosis
Too tired for wear. 
The blood has dried, stained on my hair. 
Drained of delight and sorrow. 
I no longer care. 
To dare, to gleam with pride. 
How can I? 
With all this pain I hide behind a smile. 
I tried, to live life, dying for achievements. 
To become independent. To aim high, soar and fly. 
Aspire all to I desire. 
I lay under the night sky. 
The wind chills on my skin. 
Trees whistle and clouds breeze by. 
Free, like a butterfly. Hope still glistening in my eye.
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My Hope
What gives me life? . . . 
I’ve been asking that question to myself a lot lately. Art is always a word that appears but I brush it off because I’ve long since lost the passion that once filled me. Whenever I sit down to illustrate, I lose interest after a few minutes and all I have is a page of generic looking eyes staring back at me, judging me. Me and my lack of passion, love, life. Boiling this down to the fact that maybe I wasn’t meant to be an artist. There were many others who made beautiful characters, far more beautiful than what I could ever create. Even if my brain started working again. Even if I could channel my emotions into colorful pictures without it overwhelming me completely. I know, I’m rambling but the story isn't over yet, so bear with me. 
My therapist, Luna, I gave her that nickname. Not sure if it is appropriate to give your therapists nicknames, I called my previous one Dumbledore. 
If you’re observant, you’ll
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We live in a world where power and wealth is more important than people's lives. Where there is so much pain and I'm supposed to be able to cope with it. When there is billions and billions of people yet so many feel alone and in despair V_V
My relationship with art {comic}
"Art and I have a very complicated relationship."
"I never feel good enough for Art but need it like air to breathe."
"So, I keep breathing."
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April 2nd 2017
A letter of cautionary measure

Dear Mr. President,

I cannot imagine the difficulty and overwhelming circumstances that are forced upon you every day as you begin your time in office. As a young girl, practically a child I can offer little guidance. But, I know with much affirmation that one of the most essential keys to being an effective and reputable leader. Understanding all of whom you are governing over. However different they may be from yourself. Whether their lifestyle, values and beliefs contradict your own. Where I believe as a President you have your biggest shortcoming. Many feel insulted and disregarded, if not completely abolished by you. Empathy is key not only to be in position of power but to even consider yourself a compassionate human being.

A way I thought of helping you comprehend other’s feelings and dispositions is reading and immersing yourself in the experiences of a few protagonists that represent the individual groups whom you’ve most shamed and alienated. To quote, from Harper Lee’s to “To Kill a Mockingbird.” (Chapter 3)
“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view…until you climb in his skin and walk around in it.”

That is the first book I recommend to you, because those who don’t learn from history are doomed to repeat it…As a man of honor and power, to continue having any essence of dignity you must show a man of any color and faith the same respect and curtesy as you would a privileged man in a tailored suit. I think to gain the approval of Americans this is absolutely vital.

The second book that I think you best read is “The Dovekeepers by Alice Hoffman”
You have often been caught saying very derogatory and grotesque things of women! While I want to believe you do hold marginal respect. My hope is that soon you will have a clearer understanding of where you gone so very wrong after reading this novel. That the blood and tears often identified with a woman shouldn’t be a symbol of shame but instead of strength and empowerment. While we may never have the brute muscle of men, we carry the weight of the world on our shoulders. I, myself as woman can say we have the capacity for empathy and feeling that many men may never have the ability to grasp.

Thirdly, a very obscure and unknown book; “1 liter no Namida.” Also, commonly known as a drama film, the title being; A liter of tears. This book was written by the incredible Aya Kito. Aya Kitō was a Japanese girl who wrote this diary about her personal experiences while suffering from spinocerebellar ataxia. She started writing it from her diagnosis at age 15 to her painful death at the young age of 22. There are many memoirs that illustrate the daily struggle of living with an incurable disease but I have found this one to be the most touching and powerful that I’ve yet to read. The lonely isolation that many who are sick will face. The many overwhelming feelings that will flood you in a single moment of breathing. The suffocation of sometimes having no voice to truly speak for you. While this bitterness won’t ever benefit me, I will always hold it against you as long as you are president the way that you insulted a disabled man.
Because this simple act is unredeemable and to me, the biggest shame you’ve brought upon yourself. Even if you had made a public apology, I still would be disgusted but since I have not been made aware of any attempt you’ve made to ask for forgiveness, I am left fuming and aghast. I have suffered a chronic illness all my life, giving me the opportunity to meet many who struggle with disabilities and diseases, and they are the most humble and incredible people that I will ever meet. There are in my opinion to be held in the highest honor. Thus, you mocking them like an arrogant fool is unjustifiable.

Finally, I understand the immense difficulty of trying to manage and appropriately deal with atrocities taking place in the middle east. But simply trying to guard ourselves and leaving them to their own demise can’t be the correct course of action. Because then resentment will continue to grow, us as Americans will still be in danger as there is no absolute defense and worst of all, the innocent will be the ones most to suffer from your choices. So in conclusion, I highly suggest this book to read, ironically called “Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi.”
This brilliant memoir is written by a phenomenal writer, educator and specialist in literature and national affairs. Currently, a professor at John Hopkins University. You would be privileged to have her for coffee and have her share with you, what has led to the countless genocides of the middle east and the constant war between democracy and communism, the liberal and conservative believers and, those who believe in the past and those who believe in the future. Those who believe in violence and those who believe in peace. Art, science and literature, education being the one of if not the most crucial instrument to aid this society in their time of need.  

Those are the four books that I recommend to you. I think it would be very much worth it to set aside time, perhaps during a long flight to read and study these brilliant works. As not only will it enlighten you, it will provide insight and entertainment. I am well aware that you may in all likelihood never see this letter, much less actually consider what I’ve written to you. But in the brilliant occasion that you do, I’m most flattered and hope you aren’t hurt but instead take these words, criticisms to help you improve yourself as both a person and leader of the free world. Not that me, a small girl with little wisdom could but these authors most certainly could bestow upon you unmatchable knowledge, courage and support.

In any event, this has provided me with closure and empowerment. That I have shared my thoughts and opinions to someone with high power and authority.

Thank you very much, Mr. President.

Yours truly,
A letter of cautionary measure
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A short poem I wrote today
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Mesmerized by blades of ice protruding through my mind

Catching my reflection through their frigid knives

Cold from inside, frozen alive

Thoughts, feelings glitter like rays of sunlight

Snow dazzles from the sky, crystalizing behind my cerulean eyes 
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Very wintery, which is strange as spring is upon us and summer is racing to claim her presence. 

Directions to find me

 

I live at the address of a residential castle for all mythical and magical beings.

Once arriving at this property you will head toward the east tower, climbing cobblestone stairs up to my bedroom on the 42nd floor.

 

You open the door and are greeted by the foot of my bed, my futon usually somewhat made with blankets and stuffed animals. My precious Dango, resting on her throne of soft pillows. Decorated on my walls are pictures, posters and cute stickers. Across from my bed is humble, white colored wooden desk. Marked with crayons and marker and splashes of paint. A delicately detailed dresser where I keep clothes and an assortment of other belongings. Then followed by a sturdy bookshelf, that holds various books. Usually novels of fiction and large thick papered tones filled with lush illustrations by famous artists. Then my closet crammed with haphazardly hanged cardigans and purses.

 

My room smells often of drier sheets and chamomile tea, and sometimes wisps of a flowery fragrance. Rarely quiet, a hum of the box-fan, soft snores or the most likely being my music loudly playing from either my headset or speakers, usually the sound so powerful, echoes off my walls and bounces around wildly.   

 

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Thanks for the watch.
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Peace out, dude =^v^= 
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thank you for faving!!!
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You're welcome ^_^
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sunshiver Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Student Interface Designer
Hi, thank you for the fave back in April! :)
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You're quite welcome <3 
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Thank you for the favourite.
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You're very welcome, lovely! ^_^ Thank you so much for the favorite, comment and watch. Made my day! :iconnyancatplz:
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I usually try to look through someone's gallery when they favourite one of my works to see if I can return the favour. I decided to watch you because I think you have potential.
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Thank you very much <3 that's kind of you to say!
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