2009-July, I found a kitten that scrawny yellow, he is on a traffic island. Fear, not naive, I know that the kitten is lapping car if I do not take him.
Strange, because I do not care about the above. My mother can recognize every detail around the pattern, but in my own world, almost always, with much time drawing, writing music or sometime - writing drama-musical, design, Construction, writing fiction, and magic as Phantom, but I'm not kill people. Therefore, it is strange that I often experience poor animal ever, while mothers who never see and take them to home.
I know that the kitten was traffic island, I heard him, both in the morning returned from Lotus, the most ... 9:30 PM, I return to him and take him, he claims moan, fear. He struggling to break free from my arm, and he bite me. .. Then, I sit down to street and try to pacify him, and sing, but not what he appears to be calm, no.
I sing at the end .. "The Music of the Night" to him. At that time, I found he calm down, calm as he listen me, and sleep. I take him back home, suspect that he might be like this music.
At home, I found that the kitten love this song "The Music of the Nigth" really. Because, no songs or anything, which makes he calm and allow trust me, that time, I remember that when I was a little child, that my brother called me "Angel", like Amgel is my name, I thought, "If I am Angel, who singing The Music of the Nigth, the kitten is Christine. But he is not Christine, because he is a male, so I called it that, "Christian". However, mothers do not like this name, so I called he that Tommy.
After it starts better, Miss T saw and love him, My mother provides ้him to her, because my mother believes that she will manage it very well, I hold him sent to her apartment, he cry all the time, and again, he calm down because The Music of the Night. I realized that, he remains a Christian of me.
September 30, Miss T takes it to my home, because she will rest in the 3-week holiday. My mother decided to maintain him, we love him, and at home we have several cats, and. We have a female black kitten that I take her from traffic island like Tommy, her name is Meg. when he comes back, we found that Tommy became instant friends with Meg.
Then, it began a nightmare, I dream of receiving calls from the Angel of Death, Angel of Death said, he will receive the soul at my home, and I wake up without feeling suspicious ... Implausible that the next day Tommy will die, he die because the big cat bite.
I not understand. Why must bite big cat kitten death, although they are not the first time for me to see a big bite cat kitten death, I saw when I am only 11 years old then, and it returned. I come again.
Tommy pain and the Navy at large. Braid it, twist to the telling, my mother cry, but not much ... I still watch it when, "Listen to me, Christian, my baby," I told him, "I am your Angel of music, and. I will sing for you".
Again, I sing, The Music of the Night, to him, last, and also, he calm down, as is listening. he seems no pain, no suffering, no tinsel, no cry moan, and when I say that, "only then, can you belong to me ...", it die quietly, and I sing to the end, then,. My tears flow out.
However, I do not feel angry big cats, although it will kill the kitten, I do not know that, why?








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"DA is my sanity at present:
a place where i am not judged.
where i can contibute
where i can feel normal
where i can be the me i wish i was all the time..."
"Buckle up, Teddy"...nice one Taker
No one hates me more than I hate myself
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"Is all that we see or seem but a dream within a Dream?"
Edgar Allen Poe~
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Alone... what a sad word. It is a sadder reality.
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"He had a heart that could have held the empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar"~GL POTO
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I breathe Ether. (can't choke).
And there is only vividness, omnipotence and hyperreality.
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you say insain like it`s a bad thing or somthing
i am a half mask wearing, irken race, wariorr cat and if you have an issue with it, take it up with the voice in my head
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"DA is my sanity at present:
a place where i am not judged.
where i can contibute
where i can feel normal
where i can be the me i wish i was all the time..."
"Buckle up, Teddy"...nice one Taker
No one hates me more than I hate myself
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What a delight this is! All this inventing, this producing, takes place in a pleasing, lively dream.
Mozart
'Somebody's boring me. I think it's me.' Dylan Thomas
scéal lámh
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Tout est volonté d'Asha ...
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