Thursday, February 11, 2010

♥oRiGiN Of FaRiEs♥

The Origin of Fairies

Fairy tales are pagan or non Christian art form. Their emergence was largely dependent on the social condition of its location of reference. Folk tales were conceived as a solid and imperishable high structured world linked to monarchy in the 15th, 16th and 17th centuries. Everything is confined to a realm without mortals. The stories were usually rooted in an inexplicable desire to overcome oppression and the urgent need to change society. Shaping art forms and their transmissions articulate the voices and interest of the country folk voices and interest in the hope that the tales may provide counsel and moral learning from how they exposed the drive for power of government and church leaders.

The Catholic Church offered an explanation of the fairies origin. Fairies were believed to be the fallen angels that were cast to earth as punishment (Taylor & Beauregard 2003). They then live a different supernatural sphere apart from humans but very well have the ability to interfere with human affairs for their good or bad intentions. Their dwelling place is upon the earth and inside the earth. Therefore they coexist with the humans. Some people believes that fairies are the souls of the dead who wanders in Netherland because they are taken as in-between like not too good enough to enter heaven or too bad to go to hell. Some culture also believes that they were ancestors of ancient pagan gods or nature spirits that have the ability to populate all places and things. Fairies were known to have originated in the Celtic and Norse regions.

I n Wales, people believe fairies to be a race of invisible spiritual beings. The Irish believes fairies are descendants of the Tuatha De Danaan or People of the Goddess Dana who were known to be skilled in magic. Fairy tales are mixed versions of the possible and the impossible. It tells a little of fancy and a little of fact because in the stories were incorporations of large residuum of real occurrences. In the highlands of Wales and Cornwall, fairies qualify to be some special kind of dead (Briggs 1967). They were believed to be those who were killed before their time and spend their waiting time in fairyland until their allotted time of death. Sometimes they were referred to as spirit of the extinct races. Pisgies were thought to be the spirits of stillborn children while Tylwyth Teg as spirits of prehistoric people. Ireland maintained various accounts of their origin. Cornwall universally regarded them as spirits of the dead. The origin of the fairies was known as the places in which they lived. And there have been evidences of constant communication between them and mortal men.

♥baBy DoLL wITh LIfE♥

A little girl can be sweeter (and badder)
oftener than anyone else in the world. She can jitter around, and stomp,
and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves,
yet just when you open your mouth she stands
there demure with that special look in her eyes.
A girl is Innocence playing in the mud,
Beauty standing on its head,
and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.

My mother says I didn't open my eyes for eight days
after I was born,
but when I did, the first thing I saw was an engagement ring.
I was hooked.
Every child born into the world is a new thought of God,
an ever-fresh and radiant possibility.

Certain is it that there is no kind of affection
so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter.
In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition;
but to our daughters there
is something which there are no words to express.

♥TrAvElinG aNgEL♥

I`ll pray for you guys!
I`ll go to the heaven to tell your wishes to god!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

♥vIoLet lAdY♥

To A Lady With A Withered Violet
by Joseph Rodman Drake

THOUGH fate upon this faded flower
His withering hand has laid,
Its odour'd breath defies his power,
Its sweets are undecayed.

And thus, although thy warbled strains
No longer wildly thrill,
The memory of the song remains,
Its soul is with me still.

♥dArK aNgEl♥

by Jeni French
Dream lover.
like a dark angel
fallen from the sky
looming over me.
Offer me an inviting hand
Let me reach out to you.
I can feel it...
The warmth you radiate
in you
only in you.
We embrace passionately
and melt into each others arms
Even the darkest moments
feel like heavens come alive
my cares take to flight
my heart starts to soar
when I hear you whisper the words,
"I need you...."
I know its true
for I need you too my love.
Two souls become one
In a realm no one can venture
Dark angel
my sweet dark angel
tell me you will stay
give me your fatal silver kiss,
And let me be with you
in the immortal coil of love

♥Touched By An Angel♥

Touched By An Angel

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.