http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:aeryael&section=today deviantART RSS for by:aeryael en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 30 Dec 2009 22:51:25 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/27885435/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/27885435/ Wed, 21 Oct 2009 08:53:54 PDT
I had to take off my jewelry from my Etsy store (temporarily, I hope), because of the stupid brazilian mailing service which charges ok for paper but too damn much if they know there's an object inside. Doesn't matter its size or weight, it can weight as much as a paper card. They charge, like, 1000% more. Not kidding. Sending paper costs 3 and sending a light object in same envelope costs 30. Yeah my friend helped me doing the maths.

But drawings and ACEOs will still be there.

Anyway, I've been doing some comission work, but plan to finish some drawings and ACEOs soon! (more ACEOs than general drawings, cause I'm addicted)

Ok bye.

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/27638986/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/27638986/ Wed, 07 Oct 2009 18:14:15 PDT Along with keeping my room clean (and acceptably organized), and drawing everyday, and fixing the huge holes on my wall, which I've done today, yay! And finishing some drawings. And oil paintings. I have so much unfinished stuff. And finishing comissions. Gee. I need space.

Anyway. I've been responding a lot of old comments I've left unresponded. Sorry about that, guys. Sorry if I can't respond everyone. I'd like to thank and leave a nice comment for everyone but sometimes it's too much for me! But I read everything and I love all the comments. They make me happy.

I'm progressively adding more stuff to my Etsy store [link] Right now it has more jewelry than drawings. But I'm doing some more ACEOs and soon I'll be selling nice prints as well! I'll let you all know when I do.

Considering buying a subscription, but I want to make sure that I won't waste it like the last time.

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Here it is: [link]

(Fada Mariposa means Moth Fairy)

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Etsy store, with my pen & ink drawings for sale: [link]

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/25612813/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/25612813/ Sun, 28 Jun 2009 17:51:28 PDT
MERMAIDS DON'T HAVE KNEES.

Thank you.

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My etsy store, where I'm selling my pen and ink drawings: [link]

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/25326145/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/25326145/ Mon, 15 Jun 2009 10:18:40 PDT
I'd like to invite everyone to join Care2 - "Largest online community for healthy and green living, human rights and animal welfare". If you do, add me to your friends! Here is my profile: [link]

I know that signing petitions, free-clicking-to-donate and everything may not seem big enough... but it may be. And it's a start.
I'm searching for places around here where I live, where I can volunteer for a good cause. And I'm thinking of other ways to do something good, trying to gather people... dunno. It's a start.



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My etsy store, where I'm selling my pen & ink drawings: [link]

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With time, I'll also add other paintings, originals, ACEOs and everything else I handmade

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Yeah, I am. Just to make you all sure. I've not been drawing anything recently, but that is a shame and everyone wants to slap me because of that so I intend changing it asap and move my butt. I need changes. Hope you are all well.

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I have faerie music playing on my head, the kind that drives you crazy, that would make you remember things and dance in a frenzy for a thousand years, though I can only hear a few notes, maybe the last ones, like when you awake and only a little part of the dream you had remains in your memory, but you know, somewhere inside your head, the dream continues, without you knowing, it's in the back of your thoughts, you're never fully awaken, the music never stops.

I speak the truth. I always speak the truth, but not always in a way you can understand, I cannot lie, but I can trick you into not knowing, and the notes of the song cannot be played or sang, like you cannot paint the colors you see on your eyelids when your eyes are closed.


*...and after not sleepin much (then you aren't quite awake. You're in the middle, between states, between worlds, and isn't there where they say Faerie exists?... in the between.)

And while I'm there, what can I do, what can I do if I don't bring them here, if I don't keep one of my feet outside of the circle I can never come back and tell everyone what I saw and heard. I must keep a foot outside - in here, in this world - as much as I'd like to go. I have to bring them here. I have to sing their voices and I have to paint their faces, I'm sorry I'm not accomplishing my mission properly, dear brothers and sisters, you know I get lost, you know I get numb, I get too distracted with the mess in my room, and the voices from outside, and the intruder voices from inside, and I neglect the magic and I cease to see and hear while you're all always there, I'm ashamed and I'm afraid to make promises cause it all happens reversed, not so much time was wasted as visions were, as songs were, as inspiration were, wasted in anger and tears and worries and thoughts that were not worthy... I will find myself in the Labyrinth.

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I think I'm insomniac right now. 3:51am. In my time zone. On my time zone. I never figured out exactly how to use "in" and "on" in/on some cases but that's not the point. The point is, I'm kinda thirsty right now. But if I drink water, I will have to wake up in the middle of the night to pee. Well, I am in the middle of the night right now. You know, there was a time in my life when I used to have nightmares and wake up every night at 4 o'clock. Four o'clock, nothing more nothing less. It was weird. Last a month or so, I guess. Then I would come back to sleep and sleep well.

I just wrote something here and then erased it. You will NEVER know what it was.

One of my baby ducks is sick. I mean, gerbils. Baby gerbils. It's just that there is a duck plushie in the table right here.

Edit: I meant on the table. In portuguese, on and in are kinda the same word

Gee. I'm sleepy now. Magic happened! Good night.

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21781069/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21781069/ Tue, 02 Dec 2008 10:13:47 PST Everything can be seen clearerly in the dark. I think the daylight reveals too much of what is unimportant. We pay too much attention on appearances.
I feel so much more creative at night.

Mom showed me a book called "Sweat your prayers", by Gabrielle Roth, and I found there a poem that just inspired me so much! I've been wanting to go back to bellydance classes and then I read this poem talking about dancing... It's beautiful.

Dancing Fool
By Jewel Mathieson

No
No monkey business
I'm not just dancing
I'm dismembering muscular memory
and shaping the things to come
I'm not just dancing
I'm purging my media soaked soul
of systems and Hugh Hefners
I'm not just dancing
I'm uprooting weeds that have sprouted
in the cracks of my heart
I'm not just dancing
I'm offering my bones
to the continental bridge
I'm not just dancing
I'm praying
I'm praying
YA, YA, SPIRIT RIPPIN' THRU
SPIRIT RIPPIN' THRU
Rippin' thru like nobody's business
nobody's business
like everybody's fool
everybody's fool
Ya, Jewel The Fool
Jewel The Fool

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PSP Permission Info! ]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21747756/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21747756/ Sun, 30 Nov 2008 11:59:27 PST I'm having so much fun with them. They're walking really fast... and they walk like geckos. Too funny.
I took some pictures today and submitted some of them to my long-forgotten photo account, haha...





PSP Permission Info! ]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21664159/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21664159/ Tue, 25 Nov 2008 13:20:40 PST I couldn't believe it. I only noticed Snow White was pregnant the day before, and next morning I wake up hearing little gerbil noises, but thought it was just the two. Then for my surprise, I spotted little pink baldy things on their nest. Awww!! I almost cried. I never had a pet who's gave birth. It's such an amazing feeling, to see new little lives coming to existance. And 8 little cute lives!



Mommy Snow White suckling the little newborn gerbils and daddy Dionysius just being there.



One of the babies, yesterday with 6 days. He fell of the nest and I had to pick him up.

They live in a 3-story cage, and they made the nest in the 3rd one, my own hand can't reach there. But the... pups? (how do you call baby rats in english?) kept falling to the 2nd level. I was worried in the beginning, but the mom always picked them and brought them to the nest.
I'll have to buy a bigger aquarium to them anyway. I'll donate the babies once they're old enough, keeping one or two... have to buy the aquarium soon, cause they'll soon be too big for that little cage.
Anyway cages aren't apropriate for gerbils I guess.
They keep gnawing the bars:



(They're not in the cage all the time, I usually let them run around in a free area all day.)

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21617815/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21617815/ Mon, 24 Nov 2008 05:45:41 PST With this whole art theft subject going on, it was weird finding my works on so many chinese websites, but since they're not selling it nor claiming it as theirs, and giving me the credit, I'll see it as a form of appreciation.
Thank you everyone who commented and helped!!

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So, I googled my name (yeah, don't judge me, I know you do it too!! ), and I found several sites with my images on them. But they're all in... chinese, japanese, I dunno o_o And I don't know what they're about. Is this art theft? They have my name and everything, I don't know how to act.
Does anyone here speaks those languages and could tell me what they're about? They have other artists' works there too.

Here's some links...

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I will appreciate if someone can help me

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21540313/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21540313/ Mon, 17 Nov 2008 18:42:06 PST
There was one that I could never forget. It was so real: I had entered a "portal" between dimensions. I flied into the clouds in the sky of this world, and got out of the clouds in the sky of another world. And I had the conscience that I was in another dimension, I was lucid. There were people with me.
Well, a few events happened but I won't tell them all because they're not relevant now. There was an interesting moment though: I was sitting in a chair, and I looked at my own knees, and, perceiving the type of conscience I had there, I tried to make it like the conscience we have when we're awake. Like, look at your own knees now: they're there, they're real, you feel them as a consistent, physical part of you. It's a concrete presence, that's you conscience when awaken. Well I tried to bring this conscience to that dream, to see if I could feel that all in a more "real and concrete" way. But just as I did it, it all begin to melt down, and all the images started to blur as if I was losing that reality. So I gave up and everything came back to normal. I understood that that dimension was more subtle, I could not force a heavy state of conscience into it, cause it wouldn't support it, it would fall apart.
Oh, and I was a kind of fairy in that dream, and I felt more like me like never!

Anyway. There was a person in that dream, a boy with dark skin like an amerindian with long dark hair. He immediately made me think of Atreju, from The Neverending Story, for some reason. He was kinda wild-looking and very sweet, and I felt I loved him with all my heart. Not a passion love, just love. He was SO important for me. I would not forget his eyes for months after that dream, and just thinking of him would make me want to cry.
In the dream, he was kidnapped by some men in black. They were like, dark sorcerers wearing business suits. They went to a strange, abandoned garden, with broken buildings made of stone, with plants growing all over it. There were dry fountains, and everywhere there was a fire that was venomous and could never be extinguished.
Those men eventually got me too, and I let them do it to see if I could track the "Atreju" boy and rescue him. They tried to poison me, with a substance that would make me feel numb and depressed. It didn't work, but I pretended it did. At the end, I couldn't find the boy. I just woke up with that strong feeling of missing someone very hard. I missed him for months.

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Today I am missing someone from my dreams too. This time it was a girl, with hair dyed red. She was a young art teacher at the school I was (in the dream only). She seemed very temperamental and explosive. I can't remember what happened, but she began to act strange and I was convinced she hated me. I felt angry because there was no reason for that, and I think I started to argue with her. She then would throw a note to another girl that was there, and I would accidently read it, and it was like a little diary and I saw my name written in there... she has written there that she was in love with me. It was written, with a hurted heart, how I would not ever pay attention to her, wouldn't matter how much she tried, day after day, as she was becoming more alone and frustrated. I wasn't supposed to read that. I knew I really didn't even notice she was ever speaking to me. All the anger she was demonstrating was because of the pain she was feeling. I felt really bad. I stopped yelling and just stared at her and asked, "why didn't you tell me?..." But apparently it was too late. I don't know, she just went away. It was so sad, I could feel her pain. I didn't feel anything for her before, but after I knew she had feelings for me, I cared so much for her. I'm missing her a lot now.

I think I'll try to draw those persons from my dreams anytime.


*** Green features ***
Because I'm feeling green.

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What is it, Cousin It? Wow, I didn't know it was that big. And boy, am I thinking of cutting it. And selling it, they say it's worth a good price... but I'm a little possessive with it. And, other people wearing my DNA?? And I believe hairs are made of our thoughts. Yeah guys, that means I think TOO MUCH. That's why I can't sleep well. But last night I dreamt I would cut my hair and dye it blue. A beautiful blue. But oh, everybody likes my long hair and people are jealous and give me compliments, why would I give that away? Maybe one day I could achieve that:



But then I would have to live for my hair.

And you know what I hate? Having to carry purses and bags. It sucks. It kills the comfort of walking. We should all have a personal extra-dimensional little compartment to keep our stuff. Each of us would have our key. Wherever you go, that compartment is beyond time and space: you open a hole in the air, grab what you need, and lock it again. That's it! Will scientists invent that already?!


A few things in my to do list:

- Draw my OCs more.
- Open Comissions.
- Scan my childhood drawings.
- Do Legend fanart.
- Do Ferngully fanart.
- Do Last Unicorn fanart.
- Finish unfinished paintings.
- Make another DevID.
- Sing more.
- Organize my room a little more.
- Get rid of some problems.

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21229005/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21229005/ Thu, 30 Oct 2008 08:22:23 PDT I always think of many things to write in my journal, but it's always at night before sleep, and I never write it down so I always forget.
I just remember one thing I wanted to ask: how do scientists deal with particles? Like, in a particles accelerator. How do they put a small particle isolated there. With tweezers? =/ Lol. Yes I'm silly and I do think about this kind of stuff.

I remember having seen in that old show, World of Beakman, how to grow your own crystals. Does anyone remember that? I've seen recipes on the internet but never tried. Has anyone?




I've recently discovered that drinking coffee accelerates my mental confusion. I'm confused normally so coffee just makes it worse. I must avoid it. I don't like it anyway, I just drink it to stay awake, because my pressure is usually low.

A few things in my to do list:

- Draw my OCs more.
- Open Comissions.
- Scan my childhood drawings.
- Do Legend fanart.
- Finish unfinished paintings.
- Make another DevID.
- Sing.
- Organize my room.

I never make my bed. Do you?

So here it is, a random journal update. I would like to write moremoremore but have to get ready to go to work.

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]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21156717/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/21156717/ Sat, 25 Oct 2008 14:12:26 PDT She didn't have internet, which is her main income, while she was moving and is really needing help right now! See if you can help --> [link]

Some of ther other comissions:



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Hmmm I think I don't have anything special to say today.
Also, dragon features!



]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20998987/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20998987/ Wed, 15 Oct 2008 09:35:40 PDT
After a lot of consideration I've decided to license my images to the tagging and signature community through AMI (Artistic Minds Inc.) Actually it wasn't quite easy for me to make this decision because I've granted so many permissions to PSP groups, and I realize that some will be disappointed that I must now revoke those permissions and the images must now be purchased.

I was fearing that people would think of this as an act of greed, but it's actually a way to help make a living for me. It also allows me to maintain better control over my copyrights and how my art is used on the web.

I always felt honored by the permission requests as I see them as a wonderful feedback, as it shows me that people are really liking what I do. And I always loved to see the creations that are made with my drawings (and I will always do). I thank you all for all support and enthusiasm you have shown me for all this time.

So, licensed packages with my images and tubes will soon be available at AMI [link] They have a wonderful site, so please check it out!

Thank you for your understanding and support! If you have any question, please feel free to ask me.

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They have beautiful pets

I'd make a link on that image pointing to the website. But apparently this journal doesn't know what is a < / a >.

So the url is: [link]


I had more things to say but, I got suddenly lazy and airy. Am I using this word right? Airy?

Still, I'll do some features on THINGS THAT FLY, cause I like 'em and I like to feature.
Here they are, those various things that fly, only a few of them:




]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20784064/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20784064/ Wed, 01 Oct 2008 19:59:37 PDT
So, I fell in love with 's pen & ink works at first. They illustrate a poem she wrote, called "Scissors and Knives". It's such a strong subject, though some people might not like it, cause it's about those things that we prefer not to talk nor think about. It deals with medical treatment of women, with all the cutting out or their ill parts. I think her illustrations speak to the deep of womanhood, to women who's been through this kind of situation in their lives, and in some way I feel they speak also to the scars of our souls and not only in our bodies. I was fascinated with the deepness and beauty of her works.

Here's the link to her poem: [link]

Here are some of her illustrations:



And here are some other lovely works of hers, with other styles and subjects:



She does nice tutorials on painting animals and watercolors. Go check it!

...Yay! My first feature! Look, I can post thumbnails! Oh, it's just MAGICAL!

And as always, forgive my bad english!

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20756808/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20756808/ Tue, 30 Sep 2008 09:48:02 PDT : And apparently it's been a few days?! But I just noticed it right now.

And I was just going to update my journal to complain about the fact that I just lost a pair of pants. I was going to leave and go to work with several holes on my butt. Because my two gerbils, Snow-white and Dionysius, are very very indecent. I almost didn't see the holes, cause, c'mon, they were on my butt. Lucky me, I accidentaly saw it on the mirror.

But who cares. I've got a subscription!!!

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20477409/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20477409/ Sat, 13 Sep 2008 18:57:43 PDT I'm sorry I haven't been around, I'll come back to activity soon! Yeah... lots of pending answers

I had an epic dream today and just wanted to share! Please excuse me as my English might be bad sometimes. And just to be clear... I haven't been reading any Hellblazer comics lately!

There IS some gore involved


So. I was in some kind of theater and Constantine appeared. But he was a vampire, and along with him came some other guy that was his servant or something. I choosed to ignore them but paid attention to them at the same time with the corner of my eye, as they seemed interested in me for some reason. They were sitting somewhere beside me, at my right side.
Constantine decided to take me away from there and I accepted to go with him. We were walking through a hall and I wanted to go to the ladies

toilet, but as I walked in there, there was some creepy naked ladies that made me not want to go in there anymore... I decided to wash my mouth in front of a mirror: one of my teeth was bleeding a lot. So as much as I washed it, my mouth kept letting some blood run out. It caught Constantine's attention, he being a vampire... he just touched my mouth attentiously and then we went away.

Ok, so the nonsense part kinda ends here hahaha. Now the fun part:

He took me to a trip... to hell! We fled above dark fields and he showed me its darker corners, habitated by various dark figures, standing like shadows: they were demons. Constantine told me they could not harm us, for they lacked conscience, and we were superior as we had it. Even so I was a little scared as I followed him in flight.

We landed in a hall of demons, but it was nothing too "infernal" or demonic, just a normal place where demons hanged out. At some point I was leaded to enter in some sort of small kitchen, where a beautiful woman with black hair was cooking some little pies. It looked yummy, until she told me that I had to help her, AND I was going to be an ingredient, all fried and all. I knew intuitively that I had to stay cool and behave naturally. On the inside I was scared to hell but outside I kept myself calm. I knew that any mistake could mean my doom.

The woman kept happily cooking, while talking about things I don't remember. I said I'd like to learn that recipe. I felt the danger of being cooked very closely, yet had to stay calm... At some moment, I focused on her red mouth and it began to transform and distort, becoming bigger and stranger. As I looked to her face, she was quite more sinister and demonic, yet conserving her original features somehow. She spoke, with her scary smile, and her image started to change and demons started to take her place, one following another, one more horrible than another, and they all seemed to laugh in derision.
She was the mother of them all. Later I realized I was probably face to face with Lilith, mother of demons.

The last image that took form there was a terrible scene: two monstrous demons trying to eat each other, in a horrible, slow way. One of them had sharp spines that grew and vanished continuely, in a grotesque, mutant spectacle. They kept harming each other, but all in slow-motion, so as if I could appreciate every detail. Finally, the spine demon ended up eating the other one, but he lacked a mouth, having some kind of triturator on its place, with which he sucked and crushed the other demon, expeling lots of choppy blood. It was a horrible sight, what could be of the most horrible at that moment, but I couldn't look away nor react, I should simply look at it...

It did not take long until the woman with dark hair appeared again, beautiful and smiling as before. But now she was treating me differently, as if my provation has ended, and I was approved. Now she didn't look as menacing as before, but wise and motherly, yet conserving her dark nature. She smiled at me and I understood nothing bad would happen to me now. She leaded me outside.

Then she was to send me back to the world: she guided me to the edge of an abyss. There was various human black forms floating in the dark, going down progressively into the abyss. They were in various positions, as if dancing, but all and each of them were standing still, not moving at all. They looked like frozen shadows. I understood they were something like guides for me, to lead me down. As I jumped into the abyss, I tried to "fit" into their forms, but never could do it properly so gave it up and let myself g... ]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20204147/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20204147/ Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:27:08 PDT [link] by Mercuralis. I found it so inspiring.

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I was tagged by evil !!

1-POST THESE RULES IN YOUR JOURNAL.
2-EACH TAGGED PERSON MUST POST 8 FACTS ABOUT THEM SELVES IN THEIR JOURNAL.
3-AT THE END, YOU MUST TAG 8 PEOPLE AND POST THEIR ICONS IN YOUR SAME JOURNAL.
4-GO TO THEIR PAGE AND SEND THEM A MESSAGE THAT THEY HAVE BEEN TAGGED.
6- NO TAG-BACKS.


Ok!! So 8 facts about me:

1. I used to dream a lot about aliens. They don't visit me as much now.

2. I have the worst memory. But I can remember random facts no one else can.

3. One day I fell asleep during class at school, and I dreamt I was reading something in an unknown language, but I could understand the words. I grabbed two of them to remember as I wope up and wrote them down before I could forget them. They were: "COVERLUGE" and "RYUUSKIAN". Their meaning is lost, too much for me to remember.

4. My hair is about 73cm long (about 29 inches).

5. I'm half lebanese, half polish descendent.

6. My room is always too disordered for comfort.

7. I collect feathers. I have hundreds of them, from lots of kinds of birds. I'm always looking for them on the ground where I go (almost all of them were found, not bought or anything).

8. I so have to pee right now, but still have to tag some people!

I TAG...



Sorry I doomed you people LOL

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20047631/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/20047631/ Tue, 19 Aug 2008 18:53:44 PDT It's not something gradual. I mean, it is, in a way. Drop by drop accumulate, nothing happens, then BAM, all of a sudden, you explode into something new.
We don't walk, we jump. I don't few like I grew into what I am today. One day I was feeling like one thing, and today, hey, I'm something new.
Of course this "something new" was me by gathering a lot of little things my old self achieved. But it's like, you're doing a jigsaw puzzle. You put every piece in its place one by one, little by little, but you DON'T fit them one to another, just place them, and when you finish the whole picture, still with the pieces spaced, BAM (yes, BAM), all the pieces magically glue to each other and THEN you really have the picture WHOLE.
You're in one spot, then poof, you're on another spot.

Just like electrons in an atom!!!

I'm writing this because I feel that I've just exploded. =]

And of course I don't know if everyone will agree with that, that's how I feel but other people can feel completely different because I let them so.

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On other news, I'd like to thank everyone who has commented and faved my works. I can't thank each one of you individually, I'm trying to answer the comments in which I can say more than just "thank you", but the process is still a little slow haha, so sorry for the delay.
So a big THANK YOU for your all for the support and the lovely words. Your feedback feeds me.

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And a question: what's the difference between "I was" and "I've been"? Never figured it out.

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/19841483/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/19841483/ Fri, 08 Aug 2008 08:28:16 PDT So. Today I dreamt I found some old drawings of mine. And they all portraited spaceship interiors. I was pretty good at it!! It was full of little buttons and futuristic details. And there were always strange and funny aliens in the scene, little ones and big ones of various species, interacting on a everyday space life routine.

...There were ALWAYS a coffee machine involved. Aparently, my past-dream-self found it amusing to imagine aliens making coffee in outer space.

On other news, I was sooo happy to wake up and find out I got a DD!! Yaaaaayy!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

]]> ~aeryael http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/19468169/ http://aeryael.deviantart.com/journal/19468169/ Fri, 18 Jul 2008 16:08:55 PDT It's here:



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