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Last Updated: 11/18/2009

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Sign: Leo

City: INSANEVILLE
State: Indiana
Country: US

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July 29, 2009 - Wednesday

WHISKY A GO GO?

Here's my take on this world known venue.

Did I think the people were cool in this venue? Yes, I thought the people including all the bands and their members I met through the evening were solid. We all rocked out had a great time. No complaints on that end.
However, what do I think of the way shit is ran there? Well, normally I am a peaceful person, but I have to say I have never witness in all the venues I have been at (nationwide) how rude some (not all), but some of the staff were at this club.
The band that I was with was still playing and I decided to go and order two beers. They gave me my two beers two minutes before they decided it was time to pull all drinks from customers and tables.
My question is why would they serve drinks right before they are going to pull them away from anyways. I had only taken two to three drinks out of my first beer before my beers were literally taken out of my hands.
Now, each one of these beers were $7.00 a piece ($14.00 total, plus tip?$22.00) and yes I did tipped, because I always do. Why I did this time I haven't the slightest clue, but I did. After I had lost out on $22.00 everyone was very rudely told to get out. I told them I was waiting for my fiance to get his gear or whatever he needed out of the dressing room.
My final take on the Whisky. I enjoyed myself very much so. The bands that played were bad ass. The people I partied with were bad ass. Experiencing the Whisky was cool, but I believe that being an employee at the Whisky I think should be a little nicer to their guest and customers, and if they are going to serve drinks then bartenders need to tell costumers when they are going to start pulling drinks, then let the customer decide if they want to buy their drinks that late in the game, just to get them taken away. Call a last call folks so people have time to drink their drinks and not waste their money. I am not a tight ass, and I don't really think it was the money part that pissed me off it was the way everyone was being treated. Are you kidding me?
To all the people I met and all the bands that played...Rock the fuck on! You made my evening.

Peace to you all,
Lioness

7:21 PM

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July 29, 2009 - Wednesday

DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY

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DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY....

WRITTEN BY CHRISSY W. 2-16-05

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THEY CAN SEE HER EYES SHINE AS THE MOON LIGHTS UP HER FACE....

HER SKIRT DRIFTS WITH THE WIND AS IT HANG LOW ON HER WAIST....

THEY CAN WATCH HER START TO SWAY TO A BEAT AS OLD AS TIME....

AND HEAR HER CHANTS AND SONG CREEP EASY IN THEIR MIND....

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DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY OR THE SPELL THAT OLDS THE DARK....

THE NIGHT WILL SPIN IT'S WEB AND WILL ALWAYS LEAVE HER MARK....

SHE'S POSSESSIVE AND AGGRESSIVE, BUT HER LOVE IS CLEAN AND PURE

DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY, DON'T CRY FOR HER

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SHE CAN MAKE THE FIRE DANCE,SEND WHITE MAGIC IN THE AIR....

SHE'S THE LEGEND OF THEIR HEARTS FROM THE STORIES THAT THEY SHARE....

HER SCENTS THE SMELL OF JASMINE AS HER SKIN BEADS OUT WITH SWEAT....

HER BODY MOVES LIKE LIQUID A SIGHT YOU WON'T FORGET....

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DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY OR THE SPELL THAT HOLDS THE DARK....

THE NIGHT WILL SPIN IT'S WEB AND WILL ALWAYS LEAVE HER MARK....

SHE'S POSSESSIVE AND AGGRESSIVE, BUT HER LOVE IS CLEAN AND PURE

DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY, DON'T CRY FOR HER

....SHE'LL STEAL AWAY YOUR MEMORIES, YEAH TAKE AWAY YOUR PAST....

SHE RUNS WITH THE LIGHTING AND WILL CLAIM YOUR DREAMS AS FAST....

YOU CAN WATCH HER IN THE SHADOWS AS SHE GILDES ACROSS THE SAND....

SHE'S THE RAVEN TAKEN FLIGHT, SHE THE SIREN OF THE NIGHT , SHE THE GYPSY OF THE LAND....

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DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY OR THE SPELL THAT OLDS THE DARK....

THE NIGHT WILL SPIN IT'S WEB AND WILL ALWAYS LEAVE HER MARK....

SHE'S POSSESSIVE AND AGGRESSIVE, BUT HER LOVE IS CLEAN AND PURE

DON'T CRY FOR THE GYPSY, DON'T CRY FOR HER

1:54 AM

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July 29, 2009 - Wednesday

NOTHING ELSE TO GIVE

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NOTHING ELSE TO GIVE....

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written by (your truly, Chrissy)....

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I have given you my heart....

I have given you my soul....

I have given you the truth....

in everything I've told....

I have given you my love....

I have expressed my pain....

but my undying loyalty still remains....

I have given you memories....

I have given my tears....

I have given you my touch....

I hope it's not forgotten through the years....

I have given you my breath....

I have given you my being....

I have given you my life....

and my dreams of believing....

I have given into my weakness....

I have given my all to you....

I have given up on sanity....

and the painful nights I've been through....

I have nothing else to give....

even you can't hold my heart....

because there are too many pieces....

to hold from it being torn apart....

I have nothing else to give, but a big fuck you.

Never mind even my fuck yous are too valuable to me.
....

1:49 AM

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July 29, 2009 - Wednesday

Stillness Of The Night

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STILLNESS OF THE NIGHT
Written by Chrissy/Lioness oct. 2nd 2006
copyright©

surrounded by fog and the coolness of the night
wrapped up in the stillness without a soul in sight
hearing faint whispers that continue to call to me
feeling your presense , your voice won't let me be
running desperately just to find out where it is you are
but the closer that I get ,the reach is just too far
your are not like the rest, you take away my breath
and when the time is right ,you persue the kiss of death
tangled in your web not wanting to break free
you lay upon your passion and take what's left of me
carry me in your arms ,let us rise up toward the sky
helpless and hypnotized by the beauty of your eyes
I finally get to touch the face ,before I could not see
and kiss the lips of this being and speak of eternity
the warmth of the blood that runs slowly from my neck
brands me with the fate that I won't soon forget
the binding of our souls I felt deep within my heart
I can not live with out you ,I can not be apart
feeding on the power of the love that I've recieved
why did you choose me to set your spirit free?
now you have came and took my very life
I am so lost with out you , it cuts me like a knife
my crimson tears fall down the softeness of my cheek
and a single drop hits the bareness of my feet
looking up to search and see if you were still around
and all what was left of you was your scent upon my gown
come back to me ,my love, please don't run away
I do not fear your presense I am needing you to stay
surrounded by fog and the coolness of the night
wrapped up in the stillness without a soul in sight

1:33 AM

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November 5, 2008 - Wednesday

GROWING VISION
Current mood:

thoughtful

written by: lioness/ chrissy
11-04-08
Starring out into the night sky sensing her old soul coming alive once again
she has thrived in the same place all her life, but feels there is somewhere else that calls to her. Not able to share or explain to anyone what moves her at these moments.She feels this is a place that is old...ancient more or less.

she cannot seem to reach out close enough to touch the source that pulls her in. there is a connection, but only when this source allows this alliance.

What is this yearning that she keeps feeling in the depths of the night? What is this heaviness she feels in the light of day? There is a melody that wraps itself around her that speaks of passion and of sadness at times.

There is a path that creeps upwards towards the inside of mountains, grey/blue shadowed with purple hazed covered skies that hover over. She has known this place since she was very young. In her dreams. In her minds eye. She has come close to seeing this vision in old photographs, but she still has not a single clue why a place of this nature would show its colors to her.

The air is crisp, but the cold does not hurt her. This place she senses protects her. This place is very real in its existence. She is unsure of this foreign cocoon that lies before her. Her soul knows of its origin, her heart and mind collide with its strength that it holds over her.

Breathing in another breath of the night air, she simply walks back in the life she has always known and retreats to normality.

She thinks to herself while turning the lights off for the rest of the evening and climbs into bed. " I am certainly not crazy with such silly notions, maybe we all feel we were meant to be somewhere in a different place and different time. Fuck it might as well go to sleep no point in drowning in illusions"

9:39 AM

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October 7, 2007 - Sunday

THE DARKEST HOURS.......
Category: Life

THE DARKEST HOURS

Raven's Rants

There are times when the world is just too much. When fate, fortune and the will of man all turn against us and the deck is simply stacked too deep for us to come out ahead. These are times when a stiff upper lip and a drive to push on simply aren't enough. These are times of desperation, of hopelessness and of isolation.

Many turn to their faith, hoping and praying for relief, others reflect within, searching for answers within themselves when none can be found in the world around them. But no matter where you turn or where you look, you always learn about yourself and, in that small regard, our darkest times can be turned into our most valuable asset.

For when we're just going about our lives, we're practically standing still. We're not changing or making any effort to improve, we're simply drifting. With shifts happening over months and years and little idea where we're going, just a vague idea of where we've been, we learn nothing and grow little.

The moments that move us not only change us, but show us the direction that we're heading. For the first times in our lives, we see who we really are, what we're becoming and are given the power to change it. Through the tears, pain and loss comes a sense of opportunity, a chance to rebuild, to improve and to grow.

In the long run, we are defined more by our dark times than the times we were just surviving. Our darkest hours are the ones that cast the sharpest contrast on our life, change us the most and make us who we are.

Though that doesn't reduce the sting of those times when we're in the thick of them, nor is it meant to, it means that there is always hope, a chance for a brighter future and better days. For no destruction takes place without presenting and opportunity for recreation and no dark times can pass without providing valuable lessons and a chance to become something stronger.

So yes, right now we need to cry our tears and mourn our losses. Yes, we need to deal with the tragedies that have surrounded us and cope the best that we can. But through it all, we must remember that the future is being written today, even as history is being destroyed.

Finally, we must remember that when we emerge from these times, no matter when that is, we'll all be changed people, wiser, stronger and with a new understanding of who we are. We must use that to work toward creating a better future, a greater tomorrow.

That's the only way to ensure that what was lost hasn't perished in vain and the only way to paint a picture of our lives defined not by the darkest hours, but by the lessons learned from them.

2:30 PM

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March 7, 2007 - Wednesday

SCARS OF LIFE....

The scars of life

written By: Chrissy/Lioness

©copyright

Lifes going trauma may have caused your lack of trust

maybe heart broken by another and the damage that is does

maybe loniness and sadden by never having that special friend

possibly just lost because someone did not take your hand

have you ever heard "I love you" because they thougt it was the right thing to say?

Even when they didn't know if they loved you either way?

could it be that your are tired from same ole' day to day bullshit

or even the negativity that falls from other peoples lips?

could it have been a loss of a child that has ripped you apart

while holding him your arms and saying good-bye until the last beat of his heart?

maybe its anger because most only care about how they feel

they don't think about the other, while one's hurting and trying to heal

are you runned down and frustrated because you are only one soul,

knowing it is hard to help all the hungry and the homeless in the cold?

are you tired of all the hypocrits and ONE love can not be found?

or the fighting with each other because of the warring all around?

everyone has dealt with pain and has cut through like a knife

and the wounds that we bare are called the scars of life

somes scars are rewarding for they are from God hands holding on to you tight

but be assured that he will win the battle and all your painful fights

so going through lifes trauma ,tell all that you know

That you love them and care for them ..

and you WILL NEVER LET THEM GO...

Peace

Chrissy

6:14 PM

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March 7, 2007 - Wednesday

NEVER MIND....

NEVER MIND

soft candle light , Norah Jones plays while we kiss

intensity building while I take in your sweet caress

my heart is racing , while I tell it to slow down

afraid of the feelings that make this room spin 'round

both have been burnt by past love affairs

holding in words that would prove that we care

a couple of shots and a beer or two

heavy smoke from cigarettes linger in the room

endless chatter with stories and our dreams

on going laughter til' we're falling apart at the seams

somber words of success and writes of broken wings

even silent moments taking in the peace that it brings

emotions start to climax when we look in each others eyes

feeling the breath on our lips when we hear each others sighs

the physical experience takes us where we want to be

but have tried to ignore what our spirits wants us to see

wanting so badly to entertwine the depth of our souls

feeding on the hope of something to make us whole

afraid to speak of what we feel that resides in our hearts

too scared to lay out what may have been happening from the start

repeatively making love 'til both are are physically drained

filing this night into our hearts while perfectly framed

drifting off to sleep with our bodies in a bind

last words spoken ..baby?.......never mind

Love,

me-

6:00 PM

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March 1, 2007 - Thursday

MY SWEET BOY.......

My Sweet Boy

written by, Lioness/Chrissy

This morning was cold as the day you were laid into the ground

I walked towards your grave, but from the snow it could not be found

I kicked the snow repeatively and the ice was too hard to break

I wanted to visit you badly. Could you feel my heart began to ache?

There are so many things I want to share with you.Can you hear my thoughts?

Did you see the new friend I brought with me, I truly love him alot.

Your sister is doing well she had left the house to be on her own.

Your brother Sean is still here. I don't think he'll ever leave home

There has been many changes since the day you left. Maybe you already know.

Are you running, playing, laughing and having lots of fun where you are?

Are you napping on the clouds or possibly skipping across the stars?

I wanted to ask how was your party today , did they put 17 candles on a cake?

I can't believe how time has past, the last I saw you, you were only 8

Happy Birthday "little" Danny, beautiful, precious son of mine

I will be back to visit you when the snow melts, it shouldn't take much time.

I need to go for now, but know I love you , and how you have brought me joy.

You are the beginning of my days , my sweet baby boy.

xoxoxoxoxo

Love , Mommy

3:53 AM

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August 29, 2006 - Tuesday

MOON LIGHT DANCING.....
Category: Romance and Relationships

Moon Light Dancing Written By (yours truly)

the dew on the grass hit my feet as I walk in the late night hours
the wind that wisped within the leaves blew my hair from springtime showers

I heard a tamborine play from a far off distance or just an echo across the ocean

and a flute that drowned me deep within from its sensual love seduction

I could feel my soul dance around me, and wanting badly to be free

so I swayed along with the melody to a love song played just for me

I stretched my arms up to the stars and tilted my head way back

and then felt the rain upon me just as soon as the thunder cracked

the cold clear drops slid down my face as it hid my fallen tears

but I swore to always keep up this dance until I could no longer hear

the beat that moved me gently like the beat within my heart

there was no way for me under the velvet night that I could ever part

I danced with the soul of my being and heard a violin through it all

and then I finally fell to my knees , that is when I took my fall

I felt the crushing of my heart when I heard it's last love tune

I started to sing my lyrics back so the music would not stop too soon

I sang "why do you haunte me while I am already broken

and why can't I walk away , because now my heart lays open"

I knew the answer right away as I finished singing on my knees

I knew I had fallen in love , with something I could not see

I could only feel and discover what the music was to have me believe

but I could not let it go it was my heart that it takes from me

as the last note was played I layed upon the fresh wet ground

I could not hear a note not even a call of the night sound

I felt the pain within me because I wanted it to speak to me once more

because now it is hard to reach when I want to hear the composition soar

so now walking in the late night hours upon the grass with the dew upon my feet

I dance alone in the moon light waiting for my Love to call to me....

PeaceChrissy

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4:44 AM

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August 29, 2006 - Tuesday

THE HEART OF THE LIONESS.....

cacooned into a darkened pit
climbing out of the deepest ditch
searching for a higher ground
listening for an inspired sound
fighting for what we are after
healing from our heart's disaster
shedding shields that make us blind
seeking for the soulful kind
reaching for the glowing sun
renew our spirit for the days to come
cutting the source of rage and violence
shadow us with peaceful silence
shift my form to equal yours
of pure sheer strength and silky furs
let us break away to run so free
stretch forward your body and run with me
lighten your weight and take off fast
our sorrow of yesterday will not last
when you leave my side listen to my song
you will hear my roar so proud and strong
my love for the wolf will make me mindless
but I will keep him close to the heart of the Lioness

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peace
Chrissy/lioness

12:04 AM

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June 12, 2006 - Monday

KEEP HER........
Category: Writing and Poetry

KEEP HER....

Written by Chrissy/Lioness
copyright©

quiet her thoughts and give her rest
silence her heart that is in her chest
grant her peace so she may sleep
surrender a Love, that she may keep
stop her tears that streak from her eyes
repair her wings so she can fly
Give her strength and let her soar
heal her wounds that have been torn
mend whats broke that is in her soul
take away the hurt, that takes it's toll
hold her up when she starts to fall
listen to her words when you hear her call
caress her gently when she is sad
tell her you love her when her day is bad
walk with her when she walks away
keep her on a path so she don't stray
help her fight off all that is wrong
raise her spirit so she may stay strong
keep her courageous with all that she does
for she is a woman, a woman in love

6:40 AM

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April 4, 2006 - Tuesday

WHEN LIGHTNING STRIKES FORBIDDEN LOVE......
Current mood:JUST BEING...
Category: Romance and Relationships

WHEN LIGHING STRIKES FORBIDDEN LOVE.....
WRITTEN BY: YOURS TRULY ( CHRISSY)
copyright©
THEIR EYES HAVE MADE CONTACT AND THEN SAW EACH OTHERS SOULS
THEY'VE KISSED EACH OTHERS LIPS , WITHOUT WORDS BEING TOLD
HER HANDS HAVE TOUCHED HIS FACE AND MEMORIZED HIS EXPRESSIONS
SHE HAS TAKEN IN HIS SCENT AND HAVE MADE IT HER OWN OBSESSION
HIS HANDS WERE SO SOFT WHEN HE LAYED THEM ON HER SKIN
WHEN HIS BREATH CARESSED HER NECK THERE WAS ECTASY TIME AND AGAIN
THE TIMES HE SAID I LOVE YOU, MADE THE TEARS WELL UP IN HER EYES
BUT TO CALL OUT HIS NAME IS WHAT SHE DID SO HE WOULD NOT SEE HER CRY
WHEN THEIR BODIES FINALLY MET SHE FELT THE PULLING OF HER BEING
SHE WONDERED IF HE FELT THE SAME THE LOVE THAT SHE WAS FEELING
AS HE WAS LOOKING DOWN ABOVE HER, SHE SEEN THE SADDNESS ON HIS FACE
SHE ALMOST HEARD HIS THOUGHTS , FOR HIM TO SPEAK THEM COULD NOT BE ERASED
HE KEPT HIS FEELINGS DEEP INSIDE AND SHE KNEW HE HAD HIS DOUBTS
BUT THEY COULD NOT STAY AWAY 'CAUSE THIER SPRIRTS COULD NOT GO WITH OUT
HE MENTIONED ABOUT THE SUNRISE AND THE LOVE HE FELT FOR HER
SHE THINKS ABOUT HIS WORDS AND ABOUT THE PAIN THAT SHE'S ENDURED
SHE WONDERS HOW CAN A LOVE BE SO WRONG WHEN THE FEELING IS SO RIGHT
SHE LIGHTS A CANDLE JUST FOR HIM AND CRIES FOR HIM EACH NIGHT
WHEN LIGHING STRIKES FORBIDDEN LOVE THEY KNOW THIS TO BE TRUE
THAT TO REACH OUT TO EACH OTHER IS NOT IN THE CARDS FOR THEM TWO.......??
HUGS AND KISSES
CHRISSY . ......AHUH!Visit the artist's Website!