If you like butterflies, ever seen transparent ones?\n\nhttp://img359.imageshack.us/my.php?image=428fcbjpg1bd.jpg \n\n\n(I used to want to be one, actually, I perhaps might have even envisaged myself as one during my more poetic periods).\n\nI wanted to go and visit all the pretty flowers, but be really soft and gentle (and with big coloury wings), so as not to hurt them too much.\n\nOccasionally though, really big birds would just eat me up whole.
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I have always favored the butterfly opsed to any other insect.  however if to be a butterfly i would have to go through the evolving part i would say know.  I have stepped on many a caterpiller.  oops!  i have a tatoo of a butterfly that used to be a spider.  I callit my spiderfly.  my fiance calls me his iron butterfly.  cause i am strong and yet gental.
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I'm looking for a way to forget my past. \nAnd i love to look for anything that helps me expand my creativity. I'm online to take a dive into a deeper pool. Amsterdam is pretty small next to everything else. I want to know how other cultures communicate with each other at different parts of the world. I like to expand my vision.
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Yes I do wish.. but if it was only for a week, then I'd probably have to decline it because it would make the rest of my life seem like it was in black and white....\n\nI collect fantasy art (not in an expensive way, just pics and books) like fairies and mermaids and I know that it's because I secretly fantasise about being one (prefer to be a fairy, because I can't work out how the bottom half of their bodies work...).\n\nI think that spending time in such a place would be so blissful I might go mad... If perhaps I would forget the experience when I came back, I would definitely do it.    But just talking about it makes me feel like I'm there.  Thanks!
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I would love to be a fairy. To be able to not have to work. Fly here and there. Be small enough to hide in trees and bushes. I would have to be careful I don't get stepped on or swatted with a fly swatter.But I wouldn't go anywhere near people who had a fly swatter. They just seem so perfect and peaceful.
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A few years ago, I was in the Albert Hall for the annual Memorial Day presentation. At the climax of that celebration, everybody stands in silence, and as they do, millions of poppy petals are released from the ceiling (one for each person killed in the wars of the last century). Several of those poppy petals hit me as they fell, and I'll never forget how painful the experience was. Each petal represented a human life given in sacrifice that I might stand there -- the unbearable weight of history, all affixed to a single petal. \n\nI don't care if it's politically correct or not. I'll wear the blood-red poppy till the day I die. It's important to remember; and it's important to honor sacrifice.
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to we Native Americans//Red skins there some very powerful mythology surrounding butterfly's!\nway to much to answer here so try this link for a starter...\nhttp://www.insects.org/ced4/mythology.html
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A kinder made me laugh so hard, my tummy hurts! \n\nOn a more serious note, I have felt very intensely in tune with nature before. On a seperate incident have felt at one with the universe...I guess you could say I saw a vision of the universe. Sort of an epiphany after thinking a lot on how we are all connected and the oneness of life.\n\nEdit: I just saw that a kinder is snoopy! I somehow saw him as venus trap before, mouth open...bottom jaw to the right...that was a bit of an epiphany! lol
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FLY! And effortlessly... I've gotten used to walking, being in thee city...but flying around instead of walking is something I've wanted to do since I was a cub, lol...so unbearlike, right? It'd be cool and for some reason less energy-burning if there are wings for gliding..
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A place where the only sounds are the rustling of the trees and the twittering of the birds. There is a lake in front of me and I can see the reflection of the sun and the clouds and the sky in it. Black and white swans glide across the lake gracefully while wild deer takes a drink from the crystal clear water. A sparrow flies overhead and lands in a near by tree where a small brown nest of baby birds sits. I can smell the earth and the trees, a calming smell. The trees sway back and forth gently in the breeze and the birds fly back and forth from tree to tree, as if visiting their friends. In the lake small bubbles form on top of the water and as I look closer I see that there are tiny fish and tadpoles swimming among the reeds. I take off my shoes and walk through the cool, refreshing water. The fish brush against my legs and then swim away. It starts to rain and I open my mouth to catch some droplets on my tongue. \nI look around at all the animals as they all take cover in the forest.\nI am happy that I have my own place of complete calm and serenity.
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Absolutely beautiful and I agree whole heartily.\n\nIt's thrilling experiencing those moments. I often find serenity looking up at the moon and stars and feel a kind of warmth and I know it is Her speaking to me. \n\nThank you for the imagery.
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That's strange that you mentioned this...  I have a few stories about birds and bad times:\nWhen I was younger, I saw the strangest bird ever (which I have never seen again), just before my grandmother got really, really sick.  She was with me, and we both just stared at it.  She said it was the most beautiful bird that she'd ever seen, too.  2 days later, she was diagnosed with breast cancer, and died 3 months later.\nWhen my mother was a child, right before her grandmother died.  She was outside playing, and saw a crow on the ground with a broken wing.  Her mother (my grandmother), and her tried to mend it.  But, the bird never healed, and died soon after.\nMy best friend loves cardinals.  For some strange reason that she can't explain, whenever she sees one... she thinks of her grandmother who passed.\nFor some reason, birds do seem to come around at our time of need.  Whenever something bad is about to happen, I always look for birds (or how my pet cockatiel is acting).  I think that they have a connection to the spirtual world.  I am a complete bird lover, and I think this has a lot to do with it!  Bye bye!
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Did you know that butterflies taste with their feet?\n\nUgh!
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I think this is a great question (opportunity really) to get some of us closet writers to post our own writing...maybe even get some fun feedback, or just enjoy reading some other writer’s work as well. So, thanks for the chance. Well here is one of my earlier poems:\n\n"A Passing, Sulfur-Green Passion"\n\nThose green eyes, once filled with rage-rampant fire,\nFueled a whim obsessed fervor that partook of every desire.\n\nNot once did any glance go unrewarded in a closed-door fashion—\n   A youthful body withered by long nights of unprotected (un-sustained) passion. \n\nFeeling ephemeral stares, \nImagining they seek out what lurks behind badly salt-stained eyes, omens-old\nShe is forever surrounded by sulfur-smoke, \nLost in sustained moment of grey-cold.\n \nAnd those wet orbs cannot receive a spark of compassion\n \n   For anyone’s love.
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it's probably different for everyone  - i expected butterflies too but i associate butterflies with more of a nervous feeling and when i felt my baby move for the first time there was no mistaking what it was - it was kinda like being flicked from the inside - if you think that's something wait till you actually see it move for the first time - that startled me more than feeling it.  You'll know though when it happens.
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Well I'm trying this again, my computer froze up. I wrote earlier , good question. I enjoy the freedom to do what I am doing now. The ability to go and see places around the world, within reason, and guide lines. Everyplace I have been to has it's own beauty, and I have my favorites. As far as from day to day I wish more people had the same situation we have. My first draft was better, but lost it.
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I think it is sappy and trite.\n\nEasy for a butterfly to fly around. They don't have to pay the rent.
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I wonder that too... i mean i saw one and asked why she did it and she said just that... It's for artistic expression... I was like yeah, well it looks like a butterfly above your cooter.... "daddy where do butteryflies come from... Well everybody knows its the vagiiiiina boy."