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For Better Days to Come (100/365)

I see through eyes that with beauty weep
… that remembers the stories of a soul asleep
… that looks, in turn, through roses and ice
… that sees the truth amidst the lies

I feel through skin that spreads like light
… with fingers that traces in lack of sight
… with lips that linger in sorrow’s wake
… with hands that hold in blissful states

I live through wishes made by a heart
… through written words of hope in the dark
… through woven tales of love so true
… through the soul of The One who loves me, too

“Twilight Dreamer”
by Phoenixfire
December 31st 2011

Blessed Be…


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The Book With The Silver Pages (99/100)

So Brian and I took my 11-year-old niece, Moira, out for Jamba Juice. Or at least that was the plan.

In truth, we did so much more than that. Somewhere along the way, the Universe once again proved that regardless if I had not been in Moira’s life in her early years, there is no denying that she and I are family.

Me, Brian and Moi-Moi in Jamba Juice

After Jamba Juice, we went to Fully Booked as I was in the search of art paper to use for next week’s session (first week of January and I already have 16 hours scheduled under my belt. Not baaaaaad). That was a fail, so we ended up sitting outside – Moi busy playing with Brian’s phone and me busy with taking pictures of them.

After a disastrous tweet posted by Moi – “In high street!  Just darnk jamba juice!  Of ro fridays!  I will say ir’s my bday so i’ll get free ice cream >:)” – we ended up in Riovana.  Brian, of course, had his gait checked again (as he does in every running store we ever go to).  My personal achievement was getting Moi to check her gait (she had told me earlier that there was no way that she was running).

French Onion Soup for Three

After their “workout”, we had dinner in Friday’s (Moira’s choice – which saved Brian and myself yet another conversation that revolved around, “Where do you want to eat?” “It’s up to you.”) Not feeling very hungry, I opted for a Friday’s Chicken Sandwich, which was a pretty good choice, if I do say so myself. Brian split a Rib Eye steak with Moira, while my niece decided to have a Bacon Cheeseburger for herself. And we split an order of French Onion Soup. In case you’re wondering if there were any leftovers… there weren’t. The biggest piece that was left over was about a third of my chicken (I didn’t eat the bread and I still couldn’t finish it). Then I very nicely told the manager that it was “Monica’s” birthday (yes, that’s her real name) so we could get free ice cream.

In an effort to work off all the food we ate, we dropped by Krispy Creme to pick up some donuts for Kalyx. Then we were off to return to Fully Booked to roam around. While Brian headed off to the music section, Moira and I planted ourselves somewhere on the second floor. I was wandering the aisles rather aimlessly when, suddenly… *gasp!*  There it was. The Book With The Silver Pages. It was hardbound with a purple cover, containing a silhouette of a girl. It’s title? Ghostgirl. How perfect was that?

The book begins with this:

Ever feel invisible?

Ever feel invisible? Charlotte Usher did. Teased by classmates, overlooked by teachers, beneath contempt of the popular and ignored by Damen, the guy of her dreams, she barely registered on the radar at Hawthorne High. The kind of girl no one would ever miss if she died tomorrow. And then she did…

The End?
Not exactly…

I am thoroughly convinced that the book was calling out to me – much like The Expected One did in Fully Booked Greenhills. And, really, when you look at it and look it up, you have to admit it’s a match made in heaven.

Ciao Bella!

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Camaraderie (98/365)

LOVE: Strength
MOOD: The Magician
CAREER: Temperance

The Reading:
Strength and the Magician are asking you to enhance your romantic life, dear Phoenixfire! If you are with someone you will make every possible effort to deepen your relationship and establish real intimacy. If you are single, the dynamic influence from these two cards entices you to organize a little pleasure trip or to have a night out on the town. With what exactly in mind? An interesting encounter, of course!

At work today, everything will go smoothly, and the atmosphere with your colleagues will be friendly and professional. Under the influence of Temperance and the Magician, everyone will show real team spirit, and this will have a very beneficial effect on the business. Moreover, you are willing to listen and to communicate effectively, and before you know it, you might be in for a promotion. Continue in this positive spirit!


This year, I solidified what I knew – that there is a difference between a group and a team. I’ve found and have been with both.  The wisdom, I guess, lies in knowing the difference.

Ciao Bella!

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Born This Way (97/365)

Do it your way, Phoenixfire.

That’s what you’re there for.

The Universe

Dinner at the French Quarter; photographer: J.Palenzuela


Made a wrong turn once or twice
Dug my way out, blood and fire
Bad decisions, that’s alright
Welcome to my silly life

Mistreated, misplaced, misunderstood
Miss ‘No way, it’s all good’
It didn’t slow me down.
Mistaken, always second guessing
Underestimated, look I’m still around

Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me

You’re so mean when you talk
About yourself. You were wrong.
Change the voices in your head
Make them like you instead.

So complicated,
Look happy, You’ll make it!
Filled with so much hatred
Such a tired game
It’s enough, I’ve done all I could think of
Chased down all my demons
I’ve seen you do the same
(Ohh ohhhhhhh)

Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me

The whole world’s scared, so I swallow the fear
The only thing I should be drinking is an ice cold beer
So cool in line and we try try try but we try too hard
And it’s a waste of my time.
Done looking for the critics, cause they’re everywhere
They don’t like my jeans, they don’t get my hair
Exchange ourselves and we do it all the time
Why do we do that, why do I do that (why do I do that)?

I’m Pretty, pretty, pretty

Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than fucking perfect
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing, you’re fucking perfect to me
(You’re perfect, you’re perfect)
Pretty, pretty please, don’t you ever, ever feel
Like you’re less than fucking perfect.
Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel
Like you’re nothing, you are perfect to me.

Fuckin’ Perfect
by Pink


I’m wrong in all the right ways, you see.

Ciao Bella!

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The Little Lies We Tell (96/365)

Truth in Advertising


Ciao Bella!

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On Christmas Day (95/365)

LOVE: The Lovers
MOOD: The Pope
CAREER: The World

You are loved, dear Phoenixfire – very much! Maybe you don’t realize it, as the destabilizing influence of the Lovers tends to cast a shadow of doubt on everything, but you should know that you have a very solid support system. The Pope represents that special friend, relative or significant other who will gladly listen when you feel the need to open up and pour out your feelings… Remember that you are not alone, and discard those uncertainties!

As far as your work is concerned, the symbol of the World puts a spotlight on affairs outside your immediate sphere, while the Pope guarantees the success of your endeavors, however ambitious. Don’t be afraid to think big. Broaden your horizons, set the bar high, demand a share of the profits. Today’s cards symbolize results and success, so stride forward with confidence.


I can hear Brian talking to Siri in the living room. He’s finally gotten his iPhone 4S – no complaints here, seeing how his iPhone 4 went to me.

Anyway, one thing I really did missed was the fabulous apps of Apple – now I have it again and found this really cool application that gives you daily horoscope and tarot card readings. I’ve found myself returning to the Mystical these past few days – and I guess I would have found my way back eventually. D’s messages from The Universe started it, I think. Now that I’m getting my own, it only seemed right to follow the path that feels… right.

2012’s not that far off. Yesterday, I even made my first resolution: (for those who don’t follow my twitter account) I will be a more faithful artist next year.

I made that promise to myself and to the Universe, I think. And I have every intention of keeping it.

Ciao Bella!

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Celebration (94/365)

If it’s not yet obvious to you, the real reason for this, and all seasons, is you, Phoenixfire. A more perfect child of the Universe has never lived. Until now, only celebrations cloaked in myth and mystery could hint at your divine heritage and sacred destiny. You are life’s prayer of becoming and its answer. The first light at the dawn of eternity, drawn from the ether, so that I might know my own depth, discover new heights, and revel in seas of blessed emotion.

A pioneer into illusion, an adventurer into the unknown, and a lifter of veils. Courageous, heroic, and exalted by legions in the unseen.

To give beyond reason, to care beyond hope, to love without limit; to reach, stretch, and dream, in spite of your fears. These are the hallmarks of divinity – traits of the immortal – your badges of honor. May you wear them with a pride as great as the immeasurable pride we feel for you.

Your light has illuminated darkened paths, your gaze has lifted broken spirits, and already your life has changed the course of history.

This is the time of year we celebrate Phoenixfire.

Bowing before Greatness,
The Universe


Dear Universe,

You have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear those words. There’s nothing quite like the feeling of being appreciated, accepted and, most importantly, understood.


Ciao Bella!

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