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Port Elizabeth, South Africa
I am a 21 year old student at NMMU. I'm currently studying BA Media, Communication, and Culture, majoring in Scriptwriting. I love my family, my boyfriend, my friends, and anything that puts a smile on my face :)

Thursday, 25 August 2011

Aristescent and his Stream of Romance..

Aristescent was a handsome god with locks of golden hair and sparkly blue eyes, which made him the image of a perfect man. He was blessed with the gift of intelligence and using it to create romance through the sense of smell.

The Stream of Romance flowed with water of different fragrances. They all flowed separately, never reaching a destination and never emerging as one. They cleansed young, beautiful bodies and made young ladies smell as fresh as a rosebud. Only the most beautiful women would go to the river and cleanse their bodies with this magic water. No man could ever reach them, because as long as the water did not merge, so will man not merge with woman.

Aristescent saw a need of romance in this paradise of tropical trees and sparkling water, so he decided that he will combine only the best flavours and create a potion of love.

Steam in the form of hearts evaporated from the mixture as it combined to form a beautiful red colour. The most wonderful fragrance escaped from the mixture and filled the air. 

The next day, young ladies arrived at the river and smelled something they have never smelt before. Immediately, they felt very passionate and romantic. As they washed themselves and smelled like rosebuds, young men arrived at the river. The young men were built with majestic form and they all had golden locks and sparkling blue eyes. They were the desire of every woman and the hatred of any ordinary man. These men were the brave ones to step forward. The ladies were attracted to these men and invited them to step into the river with them. As their bodies were washed and a wonderful scent escaped, they fell in love with the each other.

Since then, anyone who felt lonely and in the need of passion and romance, would go to the river and wash themselves. They would carry a wonderful scent and attract handsome men or beautiful young ladies. They would then fall in love with each other, get married and have children. As these children will mature, they will feel in need of love and so they will visit the river and the same thing will happen to them. This was how it was carried through generations of families. 

This was the reason why men and women feel so attracted to another through scent. It was the beginning of ‘love is in the air’.                    

Paramahansa Yogananda..

“A genuine smile distributes the cosmic current, prana, to every body cell.
The happy man is less subject to disease, for happiness actually attracts into the body a greater supply of the Universal life energy.”

Tuesday, 23 August 2011

The Farm - Burgersdorp. A majestic place ♥


Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist ♥

My heartbeat accelerates. 
I am in the here, in the now. 
I am also in the future. 
I am holding her and wanting and knowing and hoping all at once. 
We are the ones who take this thing called music and line it up with this thing called time. 
We are the ticking, we are the pulsing, we are the underneath every part of this moment. 
And by making this moment our own, we are rendering it timeless. 
There is no audience. 
There are no instruments. 
There are only bodies and thoughts and murmurs and looks. 
It’s the concert rush to end all concert rushes, because this is what matters. 
When the heart races, this is what it’s racing toward.

Thursday, 18 August 2011

At Summer's End..

Early August, and the young butternut
is already dropping its leaves, the nuts
thud and ring on the tin roof,

the squirrels are everywhere.
Such richness! It means something to them
that this tree should seem so eager

to finish its business.
The voice softens, and word becomes air
the moment it is spoken. You finger the limp leaves.

Precisely to the degree that you have loved something:
a house, a woman, a bird, this tree, anything at all,
you are punished by time.

Like the tree,
I take myself by surprise.

“At Summer’s End” by John Engels, from Sinking Creek.

In a Perfect World..

Isn't she lovely?

Frances Bean Cobain, daughter of the late Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love

My New Pet (Hopefully one day...)

Finger Monkey Isn't it just the MOST ADORABLE little thing ever?!

My Special Day ♥ 21

Grrrrr... Cutest little Police Dog!
Had breakfast with my parents and Luke :)

Luke and I had an awesome time at Zest where we had some drinks.

All Things Beautiful..

I am NOT your ordinary type of girl,
I do NOT like to follow - instead, I lead,
I do NOT let anything get me down,
I AM proud of who I am,
I AM addicted to music and lyrics,

I AM in love with beauty, fashion, and art 

In this blog I will share with you all the things that I find beautiful and interesting. There are SO many incredible things and talented people in this world which do not always get the recognition they deserve. And that is where Hello, Dolly comes in...