delicateAURAsoul
welcome to my page.
Reason for this page: self-expression, recognition and copy right lol.. here's some isssh about me:
name: Stephanie ELizabef
age: 24
INFO: (this is long, scroll down for poems)
Wanna know me? Well, to break it down. I have dove into alot of concepts to assist in finding out who I am. (Please email me and tell me what you think of these, this would be the ultimate conversation!) =D
Knowing yourself is one of the greatest achievments of man.
When you know yourself you can not be manipulated, you develop awareness, and you can be you in your fullest sense.
It's a beautiful thing to view the world stripped from your facade. Facades limit you and cause you to become internally sick! Your light is dim, and literally held in a tight box.
So, here's some tips on finding yourself.
First and foremost, I have found myself through spirituality. I give thanks and grace to GOD as he has given me grace and guided me. Without GOD I would have never overcome my adversities. GOD has revealed the TRUTH to me about things, that most people do not acknowledge because they are caught up in the whirlwind of the chaos of the world.
The loss of GOD leads to a abusing other things to fill the void. Bottom line. Demons and angels exist! I can give you many examples! (email me and I can go more indepth)
Everything starts spiritually. GOD gives life and demons want to use your body and leave you to die. DONT BE DECEIVED!
Achieve wisdom, spirituality and self awareness to live!
2)
In psycology I learned that we have what you call a "psycological stack". It's basically how you approach life, and it's good to know your stack because it can teach you your bias on how you approach every situation. We have three ways of approaching things: sexual, social and self preservating.
Sexual is when you come into a room you are most attracted to things/people that are the most unique. Social is when you notice the status of people first. Self preservation is when you concentrate on how you feel, what's the temperature in the room, and the most comfortable place, etc.
Depending on the order of your stack, knowing it partially defines your psyche and how you perceive everything!
I am a sexual, social self preservation stack. sx/so/sp. (like a three layer cake)Now that I know my stack ,however, I am able to perceive things from all angles because I have identified my bias to life.
3)
For years I studied astrology.. but I learned that it's superficial and doesn't provide a remedy. So what if you can identify yourself? but if you can't change the bad points and develop the good ones then what's the purpose????
Anyway, I am an aquarius, with a moon in Pisces. So I have the sensitivity of Pisces yet the free spiritness and spontaneity of an aquarius. But doing my chart and all did nothing for me, and I seeked wisdom. That's when I bumped into this: the concept of the "Enneagram". The Enneagram has given me such insight on myself and people. It can be used as a tool to heal. So lemme break it down..
The Enneagram (any-a-gram) is a Greek symbol that represents that people fall under one of nine personalities. The reason for the development of personality (or facade) is because something happened to you in your childhood that caused a devastation. (Whether major or minor) and this is caused by a "lost childhood message" that you didn't recieve from your parents.
When the self is devastated, it compensates, and does this by forming a personality.
In a nutshell, The Enneagram breaks down your "original wound"(the devastation as a child), then as a compensation you develop a personality, then an "addiction to life" (anger, lust, envy, gluttony, etc) that you develop through your personality because of the pain you supressed, etc. Not to mention, when your stuck in personality your not truest in your essence so you abuse your stack (as talked about above) and approach life over and over from one perspective, limiting awareness.
Also, when stuck in personality you can overuse intellect, emotion , or creativity. Which causes you to underuse the others, so they remain underdeveloped, and limit your true essence (light).
"One of the messages of the Enneagram is that, fundamentally, we are all alike—all of us are human beings who have similar hopes, fears, needs, limitations, and aspirations. Despite cultural differences and historical accidents, we are more similar to each other than we could have imagined. Our belief in "the oneness of humanity" becomes a living perception and the basis for positive action in the world, not merely a fine-sounding but empty phrase. Once the world understands this, the possibility of real peace will become greatly increased."
and it also breaks down that true essense is revealed through balancing intellect, creativity, and emotion.
There's alot to it.
Please peep www.enneagraminstitute.com
free enneagram test
OR click that link for more indepth information and you can take a free to identify your enneagram personality..
I suggest you read riso and hudson books preferrably "the wisdom of the enneagram"(it's on the page)
Not only do they diagnose you BUT THEY PROVIDE A REMEDY!
4) I have also developed myself through organization. Intellectual organization helps you to understand your capabilities/limitations. So I broke it down like this:
description: everyone has three sides to them. My three sides are "ezzsential" , "delicateaurasoul" and "ms autonomy"
ezzsential< the non-chalant kid, the femcee, underground hiphop enthusiast, bell bottoms & platforms, freedom & spontaneity, the bug out, the crazy one, the club hopper, conversationalist, people lover, peace maker, openmindedness, confident
(angelina jolie style)
ms. autonomy< the mother (to a beautiful six-year-old, Seneca Antonio Rainey JR), the work-a-holic, hold-down-the-fort, the comforter/nuturer, the cooker/ the cleaner,the teacher,the intellect, excelling, strength and dedication, tough love, the fighter, learning, growing, hair slicked back with sneakers(ursula rucker style)
delicateaurasoul< the emotional poet, the visionary pioneer, new concepts, fantasies/dreams, expression, feminity, sensitivity, self-analysis, renewal, spirituality, hair flowing w/ peasant tops...(amel larrieux style)
5) Everyone needs to meet their needs.
MASLOW'S HEIRARCHY OF NEEDS taught me that in order for us to be at our best our needs have to be met, from the most essential of needs to everyday ones that we arent even aware of vms.www.uwplatt.edu/~reddya/CHAPTER14/sld009.html
first there's basic needs: food, water, shelter next: safety needs third: social needs fourth: esteem needs (status)
when we achieve these, we can what he calls "self actualize" and achieve inner peace/stability which allow us to be our best self.
6) Despite Maslow's theory and its accuracy. He failed to mention our need for "self trancendance" which is basically to VENT!
we all need to have some ways to "escape" temporarily. I do that through music/poetry. but there are many ways such as exercise/meditation/conversation, etc.
BUT this page is soley dedicated to my work of art, my poems.
They are what I am. They are my soul.
They are my hopes and dreams, secrets, visions, self-trancendence, venting processes... Poetry has become me.
So after my drawn out intro. I hope that you enjoy what I have written from the depths of my soul...
"BUT"
stood giant-
picked up a city structure and blew through it like a golden trumpet
running through a castle hair curly-frizzy
cotton lingerie passing each lit candle-burning it out
Don't you see? How my letters press firmly, rounded and etching up a long, gray stone wall
- the cathedral calls
Dented with mirages and peices that when elbowed they
fall from the ceiling and shatter
Shatter into a shaken skillet
to fizzle slowly with the burn
I sit pretty, feminine
putting numerous shapes into shish-ka-bobs
Pivoting blindly and flying adjacent to the Carpathian sunset
Like leg-spread purple passages, being violently fingered by field kisses
Invitations to where, hands curve over handlebars
kilted and woven to bump over sensitivity's fingertips
But, I lay on one side and rustle
melting into creamy aches
strumming bubbles with my left angel
Toes circle the embryo puddles
Scratch and sniff, layers are eloping
talking about the weather conditions in muffles
I shape into umbrella black cloaks
and wrestle with the moon- glaring back at me, telling me to give up
I race the tears falling back to the earth and collect them in a cup
pouring them like penmanship, so that hearts can beat juicy
but, the yearning teeth lodge like staples
He,she,we,thee all jumbled into colored trash mountains
served angry at third heaping
Criss-crossed i slash to get some answers
But, the wilted dandelion keeps insulting me
water-wade in oil
until matted once again
I melt away posing
flawed, and mosquito bitten
Spatula the scab on top
Puree the wilted flame
I'm tired of the trends
I vomit alone...
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"Love Strings"
Hourglass shapes milk my breast and nestle in the flavor crystal pores
Oh his butterfly strums!
The syringe of completion's prism grazes my pixel existence
Rhetoric only kneads my pillar drum
And renders me to a transparent blend
Where I tiptoe in glass heels to observe the trails of chime
Pounce on my rouge's plush soaking magnetic fields of his attention
I prick warmth from his whisker trees
Laying fetal in a scribbled bed of rain
I have pasted mirrors into my eyes
I reflect only him...
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"PunCtuReD BliSs"
Essence, reiterated to shiver me,
Torn between oceans and pools with glass in-between,
I am weary and grasping your techniques,
With perspired perspectives,oiling the squeaks,
I cannot lye down in a feathered gap and picture airbrushed nails,
For baby, it only sheens the follicle of every accupunctured/angered
label
and suits wishes of
slow-motioned pivots
and bouncing curves with not a word,
coming from my lips
but we teeter 'tween obscure bliss,
blessing a bruise that is braised, breaking at risk....
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"Conceptual Melody"
Delicacy beating breathless
Two hearts fluid in one oath
Protruding terms of stretching message
Lifelong lessons
Tucked in, now exposed
Circulation swallows freedom season
Rings of womanhood waves unravel
Emotional soils deepen
A new day?s reason
In terry clothed swaddles
Cupped round with months melting
Bittersweet expectancy
Skies congeal with God's welding
Symphonic wedding
Conceptual melody
Almond eyes curdle in crescent arms
Gazes in blanketed silk
Housed in the palm
Of serenity?s calm
Mother, child, sleep as milk...
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"You"
Place this heart in a box
Connect stars to a necklace and spiral them over me
Click my hips in rapid rumba…the stars jingle
I spiral saga dance in the rainbow lips of the willow trees
Running to you- in white linen- on piano keys
Innocently...
but,
I smell jealousy, and will build up myself… only because of the pain... get it?
Emotional health sutures cant be found on newsstands, baby
I read your spoon-fed defamations, (and you know that nomenclature)
My “stilts” will look up and renew, despite devastation
It's better, that
Everyone has their ways of getting past things & you NEED that view of me…
I understand
But I want you to know that you contributed to the woman I am today, the depth I have today...
and I will ALWAYS love you…
In fact noone compares...
But you,
You built me up and brought me down
In some ways you may have wanted me to hurt the way you did (do)
Maybe I’m wrong? I may need to believe that too… ??
But true beauty and self-sense only comes from overcoming…I guess?
I had guessed that if maybe I changed my way of thinking than I could achieve genuinity...
not perfection... but morally...
see, the other way wasn't working for me...
so you have another resort love?? cuz it seems to be working for everyone else...
But I know you loved me once because I was different...
and now you hate me cuz I'm not like everyone else...
I could write about this topic for hours but, i know,
We just all want to be held, because we’re dependant on the air itself….
…But I just want you to embrace me, once?
stealth... the pain
so, until I have another solution..
I’ll just sit and wait crocheting emotion ardently mélanged from pith’s abyss
Pour water over the blues and greens
Painting with strumming hopes-idealism
Casting holograms everytime I blink that’ll maybe one day strike you…
Right in the heart and
Our hands will touch the way they should have
Long ago…
Copyright ©2004
"BABBLING CREASE"
squeaking lakes and babbling brooks
left to do...
elongated subtle misty tundras
splash to the rivers of the world's veins
lanes are grasping and gurgling thin air
lifting midway
on rolling concurrences
tides curve and chisel world winds of
maps alone
frivolous and basting in the salts of
glossy position
murmurs spend time
mocking and tracing the glow stick of gentile glides
batoning slabs of sleepless odor
poppies pop in loose friction to metaphysic soda
elephant trunks arch sappy lust
and curl to snake angles
bumped with freelance ridges
enveloped crescent corners scuffing
the edge of space's bumpers
soaking still to the quarantine
exhausting on shavens and shadows
peeled lines spiraled as tree years
stenciled and rotating
coiling confetti squares
as little windows of destination
sequence shingle shifts
buttons of overlapping scales
clips of clichéd codes
prizm angles and ageless avenues
bending and tilting on redefined grinds
tapered fragments adjacent to
frosted nomenclature and white block smiles
calligrifying hieroglyphic edges
beading on the clefts of barcodes
happiness blades sift
to chromed flakes
spewing the view
transcending and batter spread
torn edges razor blade
tart saw dusted tendrils
peeling the parachute
ribboned sliding boomerangs to
jellied air only to break at needlepoint
pleasure links in waves
pushing pegs in its labyrinth connection joints
crisp as wrapper wrinkles
crinkled
until structured and raised in positions rounded with magnetic fields
skimming swarms of translucent layers
hierarchy’s battlefield
boxed and squeezing eyelids to atomic umpire
Indian style
cupping sparks of sapphire
speech
in the fanning Cray paper ostrich wing
of the barbed babbling crease......
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