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Thus the Story Ends

2011-10-30T08:06:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time I cried out to God. Let me be the one true love of a girl so true. Many years passed and I felt as if God had forgotten his promise. His promise to bring the girl of my dreams to a reality so vivid. Turning the corners of life and feeling the pain of each shutting door I began to feel alone, helpless and yes, unfaithful to Him.

Then one day she just showed up. We hit it off like fire in dry brush and stayed that way for quite a while. Eleven months to be exact. I feel the story should have been longer. The poet and writer within me saw the potential to paint the most beautiful picture with our words. Sadly though not every story deserves a sequel. Not every poem ends sweetly. Thus My Story Ends.

I found out what it felt like to finally be a woman's number one. A powerful and rushing emotion was introduced to me when she would smile at me. I never thought I would be anything less than her... number one. From the beginning of the dates to the second I called her mine. I knew I must be her number one.

Time turned. Places changed. School started and in some way I felt it. Felt it prodding at my heart. I knew she had changed. Her eyes never glowed with the green they had before. Her smiles seemed forced and weak. I had seen this a many a time before.

All the other girls I had "dated" gave me this look within the first few weeks. They would be excited to have finally found a "good guy" and rush for my never ending hugs... then two weeks or so later. Flat on my back I was alone again.

This same dullness aim to me from the girl I loved with all my heart tore my heart and felt as if even my soul a sunder. I couldn't believe in such a short time... Her number one could become her number zero. I was now back at the start. Confused as how I got there exactly, but never the less back at the horrible, lonely, and cold start.

I suppose I shouldn't be too scared of this place. The start is where I had always been really. Before her that is. I was sadly a home away from home within my romance life. I had gotten used to the cold grimy walls. The dripping water and you cant forget the door way that I can't get out of without someone else's key. Yes the prison of being single is much more luxurious to men who wish to stay as such, but not so much for a romantic.

Nothing I can do really. The number zero isn't worth a damned thing in this world anymore. Either you're first, or your worthless to the girl you love. Though she says she will always love me I know she'll never feel the same again. Her heart is cold to me and to the touch. I was the only thing of her past life left. She had freedom. New friends. A life. A life better without me. So I say once more...

Thus My Story Ends.

Overcoming Adversity

2011-10-14T02:34:00.000-07:00

"You have faced the greatest challenge of you life.
You have been knocked down, time and time again.
But you rise up every time you are knocked to the ground.
You push forward when others have given up.
You refuse to quit.
These obstacles only strengthen your resolve.
These struggles build your character, and shape your legacy.
With every failure you are that much closer to your inevitable victory.
You will make the impossible, Possible.
This is your defining moments.
Be determined,
Be focused,
Be relentless,
Be decisive,
Be driven,
Be unstoppable.

This is your life,

Live your passion
Your purpose.
Live your dreams."

A small piece of inspiration I found around the web.

New and Old Horizons "The Fire Remained" (PART 3)

2011-10-01T08:45:00.000-07:00

Days past and the fire remained. We played games with each other. Teased and laughed. We enjoyed just the thought of each other and the dream of what tomorrow would bring. Love defined every step we took and passion for each other spelled ever letter of our relationship.

A month passed and the fire remained. Love seemed boundless, and the fun continued to flourish! I never had believed something so wonderful could be carried far with out a blunder. I finally experienced what it was to be loved with out care or thought. I finally had met the girl had taken the risk, and loved me for who I am.

Three months passed and nothing had changed for the bad tide. No, we still smiled at each other. Called and fell asleep on the phone almost each and every night we could. I would wake up to her alarm clock just like I was with her and sometimes I dreamed I was. There next to me sleeping soundly. Her beautiful long brown hair all messed up just right. A small smiled creased her smooth cheeks while her breathing lulled me into fantasy.

Then, I would wake. Softly but still I had the moment of surprise when she wasn't with me like she was in my dream. The phone lay next to me instead of her. I would wait for the moment where I knew she had to be just waking up. The moment where her eyes just began to flutter open and the world beginning to make it's self known to her. I took that moment to be the first thing she heard.

"Good Morning Beautiful"

The Fire Remained.

A Hearts Journey Into Love (Part 2)

2011-09-24T00:08:00.000-07:00

The sounds of night befell the hut. Chirps of crickets and locus filled the silent air. Heart's eye fluttered open. Sleep now evaded him. Awake, he stood and stretched his weary bones. Slumber caused more pain that joy but he had to close his eyes sometime.

Turning his face from side to side to look at the blackened windows he sighed deeply knowing his venture into dreams had only lasted long enough for the sun to escape him and the darkness to seize control of the world he lived.

The flimsy door shook open and a rush of cool air blasted his hair gently. His nose froze slightly and his eyes watered. The night was young still.

The field that stretched his home before the forests in the distance danced a lazy song. The soft breezes drifted the grasses and flowers perfectly, dreams rivaled this but no figment could over-power the feelings and emotion that pulsed on this ever moving moonlit stage.

Heart walked among the festivities. His hands feeling the wind's caresses and the moon seemed to chill his mind and heart. Day had slept while night awoke. He was safe within this solitude and shadow.

A noise that seemed unnatural within the bubble of nature broke the song like a wrong cord played on the piano during a symphony. It was drowned by the other sounds and instruments, but to a listener and practitioner of the art it could be heard.

Heart followed to trail of misheard sound within the hall of nature's music and dance. His eyes traces the note and to his surprise he saw what he had never seen. Something so beautiful, so wonderful that the moon and stars dimmed before the sight, greatly. Fear vanished, hate dissolved, sadness lifted it's self from Heart's heart.

There in the distance. Between two large maples that seemed to be a gateway to the Ever-Lost Forest stood a girl. Beauty shimmered off of her like faintly glowing fairy dust. She seemed to absorb the moonlight. The spotlight of the night-world beamed on her. She was awe-striking. Heart had befallen her wonderful spell.

New and Old Horizons (PART 2)

2011-09-14T04:18:00.000-07:00

~Peace... That's what I lived in for nearly all my life. Never before had I known the chaos. Then... That day. That faithful day it all changed. Those doors swung open and my eyes shifted to where you were. A sudden pounding. Like a drum in the distance, I couldn't figure what it could be. War? No... It's a time of peace! It's always been! What could this be...

It was such a loud pounding now. What is this? *Thump Thump* You were getting closer! *Thump Thump Thump* No! I must be able to hear your voice! Your name!

My chest was pulsing and my head aching for I believed I would miss my chance, but as if a miracle from God himself, the thumping stopped... Just like that.

I heard your voice as clear as day. As beautiful... No! more beautiful that I could have ever imagined!

Then I added it all up. I knew where the sound came from all in one instance. For the reason of the silence... Was because... For when I heard your voice... My Heart... It skipped two beats.~

I leaned in, Kissed the woman of the fairy tales... My princess in her shining dress.

My heart jumped when she pressed her self against me and her passion ignited. We kissed softly, but firm. New found love filled our hearts and gripped our young souls. We had finally met some one worth while. Some one that understood the pain and confusion. Together finally. Now just the future remained ahead.

Fear was a thing of myth and of the past. We danced the night away. Laughs drowned out the pain we had felt from the darkness of the past. Smiles erased heart ache, and the wars we fought for the one and only that we both believed was out there for us was now over.

Peace. It settled within us. Together. Two Souls meeting for the first time in love and free will, but bound by fate and time to meet.

A Hearts Journey Into Love (Part 1)

2011-09-07T00:24:00.000-07:00

The world seemed alive more than before. Heart knew this. He stood silently outside his house that he hid in now mostly all the time. His hair seemed black with a red blood-like sheen to it. The wind tossed it softly and the fibers danced and swayed with the music that nature played for them. Smiling he turned from the world of the outside and back into the dark but safe sanctuary of his hut.

His eyes turned to the mirror that hung so terribly on the northern wall. Striding towards it the figure came into view, his figure. His shirt was torn and bloodied. Scars laden most of his skin and his eye was torn. Blood stains still remained. Caked upon the now healed wounds of the past. As if he refused to wash away the proof of the pain they had caused. A recent small cut lay on his right cheek. Nothing big but it was sure to leave it's mark, just as all the others had on his life.

The pain never healed from some the larger marks. Wincing at the pain whenever he remembered the fight he fought and lost for them. Seemed nearly worthless now. He would never fight again, no not until a knock should rap upon his door. Until then. Inside he laid, waiting.

He swore himself to solitude. That war he fought for those many years. Trying to win prizes and honors he only dreamed of being true. Failing... Every single time. His eyes opened. They shined a green tint, but seemed to despair at the new emptiness that his warrior soul now felt knowing he would never rush into battle once more, no, his Master swore his solitude to be sure. To never initiate a war without the Sign.

Leaning over a small wooden desk that seemed to be the center piece of the dark and musty room, Heart, picked up a small pen and began to write.

"My soul burns with a passion unloved. A passion that seeks to be quenched. No normal Heart of woman has understood, felt and embraced what power I wield. No... They all waited till they had me trusting them. Releasing the gift I sowed for so many years to them. Then in fear and desperate retreat they slash and hack at my flesh. A heart alone I am. For no love could love, Heart."

Sighing the black haired boy laid the pen down and closed the book before a single tear of blood dropped. Landing on it's cover it seemed at home. For this was the book of a writer's Heart. His blood ran deep within the pages and stories. The cover wasn't to be any different.

New and Old Horizons (PART 1)

2011-09-05T16:39:00.000-07:00

I found the girl of my dreams. She smiled like suns and dreams of her made me sway with joy. I screamed for love and wished for the ending I had always bet on but never got paid out. There she was. In my arms. Dancing to songs I knew oh too well. People surrounding us. Swaying as we did and hold like we do, but together we were alone.

The music turned into a world that we danced in, a world where only each other could understand the feelings and messages we sent with small smiles and the occasional tightening of hugs we shared. I never knew I could meet a girl that saw me this way. Past my thousands upon millions of imperfections she saw...Me.

I turned and turned with her as we slow danced on the gymnasium floor. Hoping I was sweeping her off her heart's feet just as she was stealing my own heart. The sounds of the soft music rang in my ears and seems like even to this day it was a message from God. As to say, "Here she is, Dillon. Here's the girl you've always asked me for. The girl I always promised you. Kiss her."

The music seemed to stop even though I knew the song was in mid swing... I couldn't figure the mechanics of it. What was happening, but then I remember back to when I first met her. The same strange happening well happened. I diagnosed it before as my heart responding. Responding to what my soul knew very well. This was it.

My heart... Skipping beats.

New Skies with a Brighter Sun

2011-08-21T03:35:00.000-07:00

"In these times of change for all of us growing into our lives. Seeing new fears arise and only ourselves must face them. Head on and no second thoughts. Going for the gold for me now isn't just hanging with friends and having fun. That's my Silver. My Gold is to survive and prove to myself and everyone that is worried about me that I can do What I dream and I can be successful. It's all a matter of me growing up, and taking the step needed to prove everyone wrong that has the permanent thought that I am lazy. Get ready cause i'm gunna shock the hell out of you all!"
-Dillon Lee Queen

Fear and Turmoil

2011-08-07T02:04:00.000-07:00

"Only things I ever thought to be true in fairy tales while I was with you and you in my arms. A fool I was to not see the possibilities. The open door to which it could come and did every time I thought the thoughts of you leaving me. Turmoil whips my mind to and fro with images of you with another. Images of me alone and wishing I could call. Fear rips at my mind and makes me stumble while I still have you here. Save me oh, Lord from these things of torture. Save me from my self once more."
- Dillon Lee Queen

Hello Readers!

2011-08-01T13:52:00.000-07:00

"Hey I am looking for dedicated readers to go out and spread the name of this blog everywhere. Now don't get me wrong. Do NOT spam this. I just feel that people would enjoy reading this. If you have submissions you would like to post them send them to me at my email, Mr-d13@Hotmail.com and I'll post them! Be sure to put some type of name. If not given i'ma have to post as Anonymous. Thank you for reading!"
- Dillon Lee Queen

Linked Souls

2011-07-29T12:53:00.000-07:00

"Fair mind and tranquil heart fear not the separation of your other half. Your soul is still apparent with her and yourself. That bind will hold throughout time and distance. Fear not for the soul's link will be your sanctuary in this time apart"
- Dillon Lee Queen

Unbreakable Rules

2011-07-28T16:02:00.000-07:00

"Why is it that I have so much trouble praising God whole heartedly in the church building? I feel so restricted and held back. I wanna let go, I want to jump up and down, I want to dance. But I can't because there is this silent threat among us with rules that are not to be broken."
- Brooke Ikeler

Going the Distance for Her

2011-07-28T15:23:00.000-07:00

"I trudge on the deadly and spiny path to my unseen future. My love is in my hand and when I look at her she is the reason I wish to continue this painful journey. I'll fight the worst of demons and overcome obstacles for her. I'll Go the Distance for her! No matter what, I'll find the way! I know every mile will be worth my while... When I go the distance I'll be right where I belong. In her arms. Forever one day I will call her mine! It might take a lifetime, but I'll see it through. I'll stay on track for her, no I won't accept defeat and I will not lose hope. Nothing will stop me until my journey is complete! Not till I find my heroes welcome, waiting in... your arms!"
- Dillon Lee Queen
(with quotes from the song "Go the Distance" by Michael Bolton)

Love is God?

2011-07-28T14:52:00.001-07:00

"Time never seems to stand still, As much as we wish it to it will never on it's own. For the only power strong enough to do so is God himself. Then again, so is Love. Does that mean there is proof of God? Your choice to believe but next time you fall in love and everything slows. Think about these written words! God. Is. Love."
- Dillon Lee Queen

Save Me From Myself

2011-07-27T03:50:00.000-07:00

"I grow more accustomed to the dark and the way it wraps around me, how it tears away at me... I think it feels good but... I know it's pain. No, not mine. HIS. I see Him now. My heart breaks for Him and runs to Him in a single second of pure joy. I want to stay here with Him. Be His forever, but the world is still at bay. Save Me, Oh Lord. From Myself"
- My Soul

Home Alone

2011-07-27T03:34:00.001-07:00

"When your gone and I'm left alone at home. I miss you more than the sun misses the flower in winter. I smile to myself knowing you;ll be back soon but then I sigh and know it's not ever soon enough for me! I miss you and will do anything to get one of your hugs right now. Your so far away but so close in my heart."
- Dillon Lee Queen

Letting Go?

2011-07-27T03:33:00.000-07:00

"Saying, 'If you love someone, you have to let them go.' It's absurd. It's monstrous to simply dispose of someone you love. Yet is this better? To simply lose yourself? To become void of feeling, to shed all the better things of myself for the purpose of becoming numb? Maybe it's equally inhumane, but it's easier than letting go."
- Lance Stonecipher

Matthew 7:21-23 NIV

2011-07-19T13:55:00.001-07:00

²¹ “Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. ²² Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many miracles?’ ²³ Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!’
- Jesus Christ

Women of God

2011-07-19T13:48:00.000-07:00

"I feel strongly passionate that churches need a female youth minister for the girls in the youth group! Someone who's job is to be there for the girls. I think young teenage girls need someone they can come to with problems, issues, and questions that they might not feel comfortable going to a male with. It would be so awesome to have girl retreats or something. Because I really think that is something girls need"
-Brooke Ikeler

Fighting My Own Wars

2011-07-18T12:32:00.000-07:00

"Fighting the World... It's all I knew how to do. Survival of the strongest. Trample the Weak, Hurdle the dead. For years I had survived on only isolation and my mind. Hardened by the world I fought to see what was the War all about? Why was I fighting!? It didn't matter. I had no goal. Only to live and die for what I believed in.

I remember the times. The times when I was happy. When the fighting hadn't been so real. Just a dream I had to live every once in awhile. Those were the days. I was so young. Innocent and uncorrupted by this world. Though most of the visions were faint. I remember one thing about the images that flash quickly through my mind of my childhood. Can Ya guess?

I hope you did. It was you. The thing that made me forget about the raging wars just outside our hearts. Every time you talked to me... you made me smile, and I remember doing the same. I hate the fact that I was torn away. Ignorance made my mind do it. I left not knowing what I was doing. Onto another Warring Campaign with the world. Now alone. Not sheltered by simple thoughts of love or friendship. A soldier of the mind I was to become... Hardened by stone and steel.

Turning I blocked and parried blows the enemy threw at me. Never remembering the past. No. Not enough time for that. Only inspiration I have is to Survive! But... Finally. Like all good defenses, they have a weakness... as do I. Soon the world found these soft spots in my mind and heart and drove me to my knees in mere seconds. Sand gritting at my knees. My hands burning with pain as it scrapped against the gravel and flames. This was it... Survival of the Fittest, or so I thought.

I was left crying. Wondering. Why? Why did I have to suffer this fate of pure heartbrokenness? After all the things I had done for this life I now crafted... It was simply being destroyed by failed love. No wise man, no warrior of the strength could have warned me of this pain. Unbearable... or so I thought. Soon I felt a hand. Offered to me by sweet girl... Bet cha can't guess.

I placed my hand in yours after a few seconds of useless doubt. Soon together I was being raised back up to my stature of warrior. Most people would laugh at the thought of a broken man like me can be brought back up in merely a week of simple messages. You truly did the impossible, you gave a hopeless man like me... well hope.

I was the strongest I ever was! Fighting temptations and wars I never thought before I could defeat. I was fueled by one of the most powerful resources offered to a Soldier. Love. Pushing onward I found a way to prevail against every odd. Whether they be overwhelming or impossible. I was a conqueror of mind and heart. My own mind and heart. I now was at peace, and my reward was to spend a great single day with the one I had grown so close to in just a week or so.

After all these years, you hadn't changed. Still my friend through it all. Nothing could go wrong. Again... So I thought. That next day. When I awoke I remember the wonderful day before, and what was to come. I sat for awhile just thinking. Pondering just what you may have dreamed about last night. Maybe heaven, maybe your friends, or maybe... just maybe you dreamed of me. I hoped for that the most that moment. Then let it go, simply for the fact that you were my dream. My dream come true.

Soon a storm brewed overhead. My horizon fogged by clouds and rain. Lighting was the only thing that lit my way. Through the ripping and painful wind I pushed through and through. Wondering where you had gone. Finally I saw the door to your home in my heart and found it wide open. Rushing inside I looked about to find only an empty room with a note on the floor. Picking it up, my tears soon mixed with the raindrops on my face. You had gone away. To fight your own war.

After all the tears had been wept and after all my mind had been calmed of the storming emotions. I sighed in relief. For the fact that even though you had left for a war and left me to cry. You didn't mean to hurt me. No you were still my friend, and that's what I had to accept. Smiling I saluted a fellow warrior. Your cause of fighting was more noble than mine. You fight for the Lord and God Himself. When selfishly I fought for myself.

I soon signed up for the same war you were fighting. Never did I think I would be so weak after all the time away from the frontlines of battle. Even to make it worst I was fighting out of my element. I was a new recruit, but a Veteran all the same. Taking up arms I did my best, but soon I realized that the enemy I would be facing was much more stronger than he was before in my previous encounters with his armies. Heaven only held the power to carry me farther and help me prevail over this, but foolishly I remembered my personal victories and turned to a familiar retreat.

Trudging on a rough and spiny path I looked for that so valuable resource you once provided me with. Where were you? Looking through the dead and weak I found only people like myself. Hopeless and Powerless. Soon though I looked higher than the lowly rank I was searching and saw you in a higher and stronger seat of power. How could I be so stupid? You were surely going to be a Officer of this army as soon as you raised your heart against the darkness that so easily overwhelmed me not so long ago. I had found you again. Here I go. My final chance at a definite victory! Or so I thought...

Climbing to your seat I fell to my knees. I used my poetry. Loving words, and all that my heart truly felt for you, but... you had lost the feelings. Only infatuation was what was felt those days spent together in mind and in life. I was shot down quickly by this thought. The little hope that I had left was blown away in a serious wind. Drove to my knees I felt that same gritty pain of the sand on my bruised knees again. My hands numbing now from the pain I remember oh too well.

Soon though. To my upmost surprise you offered your soft hand again to my own. Lifting me up you said this so clearly, "I'm still your friend. No matter what." Coughing out some dust and smiling a broken smile I now realized. Whether you love me the same or not. You are my friend and I will not let that go to waste! Standing now. I drew my weapon, my Words. Then I readied my shield, my Mind.

I now realized as much as I want to fight that war again. To fight to be by your side. To be the one you think about at night before you lay down your head. I cannot. For fighting those battles would mean for the unthinkable to happen. That would mean fighting one of my dearest friends that has done nothing but love me for who I am. Trying again would be an Act of War. No... Never Again."

This story is dedicated to an old dead flame and a very loyal friend I once loved. It's not as meaningful anymore to me considering I have a lovely woman who I know loves me dearly. This story is merely a chapter within a chapter of my life's long story.

-Dillon Lee Queen

Skipping Two Beats

2011-07-18T12:30:00.000-07:00

"Peace... That's what I lived in for nearly all my life. Never before had I known the chaos. Then... That day. That faithful day it all changed. Those doors swung open and my eyes shifted to where you were. A sudden pounding. Like a drum in the distance, I couldn't figure what it could be. War? No... It's a time of peace! It's always been! What could this be...

It was such a loud pounding now. What is this? *Thump Thump* You were getting closer! *Thump Thump Thump* No! I must be able to hear your voice! Your name!

My chest was pulsing and my head aching for I believed I would miss my chance, but as if a miracle from God himself, the thumping stopped... Just like that.

I heard your voice as clear as day. As beautiful... No! more beautiful that I could have ever imagined!

Then I added it all up. I knew where the sound came from all in one instance. For the reason of the silence... Was because... For when I heard your voice... My Heart... It skipped two beats."

This poem/short story is solely devoted to the woman of my dreams. Kelly. Nearly 9 months of the best time of my life! Thank you again my dear! Thank you everyone else for reading this! Go check out my later posts as well!

- Dillon Lee Queen

The Two Storming Souls

2011-07-18T12:25:00.001-07:00

"When fate meets the winds of trust something wondrous can appear. From the whirling emotion and the striking truths we can all find the treasure in the brewing storm. Raging seas, torrents of falling in love. It's there. Passion, Heart, Love. Two people braving this storm together. To only find each other."
- Dillon Lee Queen

Say it's Just a Dream

2011-07-18T12:18:00.000-07:00

"Life's over much too soon
God wrote the words, but you make the tune
I keep playing yours"
-Chester See

Breaking From Humanity

2011-07-18T12:13:00.000-07:00

"Faces of fear and dreams that shed so many tears. This is the world's many problems. We fret the thoughts of others about ourselves, our dreams never prevail because of this. If you worry what others think of your heart, your soul, your face, or body then you'll always be trapped in this hell we call humanity. Make your life your own and turn your dreams into reality. What else is worth the pain except self success?"
- Dillon Lee Queen

Redemption in Love

2011-07-18T12:08:00.000-07:00

"Toiling emotions. Feed on this heart. Stop the train, I'm ready to get off. Redemption is ahead, fear is behind. Turn this fate inside out and within, your love you will find."
- Dillon Lee Queen

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