The Ancient Sword

Bienvenue sur mon blog.Je suis C.B. et j'ai créé ce blog afin d'y exposer mes écrits qui sont des fragments de ma vie réelle et de celle qui reste imaginaire.Depuis toujours,il a plus été facile pour moi d'écrire ce que je ressentais plutot que de le dire.C'est à travers les mots que je m'exprime le mieux.Mon inspiration me vient de mes souvenirs mais elle me vient également de l'observation des autres et du monde avec ses peines et ses joies.Un rien peut m'inspirer:un mot ou un objet par exemple.A moins que ce ne soit une personne que je connais ou que je croise.Ou encore,la musique,qui joue un role essentiel dans ma vie,ainsi que mes reves et mes croyances.Aujourd'hui,je ressens le besoin de m'exprimer en public et de m'exposer ainsi.Tous sont les bienvenues car je suis ouverte d'esprit et je crois en la liberté de parole et d'expression.Je respecte les autres et les accepte avec leurs qualités et leurs défauts,j'en attend de meme en retour.
Je dedie ces mots à l'amour meme.L'amour universel et inconditionnel.Je dedie ces mots à ceux et celles qui rendent ce monde meilleur par mille et une façons.
Je dedie ces mots à ma famille et à mes amis,qui sont tous si different les uns des autres,mais qui l'apportent tous quelque chose d'unique et de magique.Ils ont fait de moi ce que je suis à présent et je ne peux que les remercier encore et toujours.
J'ai une pensées pour tous ceux qui ne peuvent pas etre libre d'exprimer ce qu'ils ressentent,esclaves de mille et une façons differentes,et leur rappele que s'il est impossible de se déplacer physiquement,on peut toujours trouver d'autres moyens de voyager.Je leur souhaite d'y parvenir encore.
Je dedie ces mots au monde entier et à ce qu'il possede de meilleur,ainsi qu'à tout ce que notre oeil ne peut voir et qui nous influence qu'on le veuilles ou non,qu'on le saches ou pas.


Welcome to my blog.I'm C.B. I've created that blog to expose my writings which are pieces of my everyday life and pieces of my imaginary one.Since always,it has been easier for me to write what I was feeling instead of telling it.It's with words that I can express myself the best.I get my inspiration from my memories but also through observing people and the world with its joy and sorrow.Anything can be a source of inspiration to me:a word or an object for example.Perhaps a person I know or one who's just passing by.Or again,music which plays an important part in my life,as well as my dreams and my beliefs.Today I feel the need to express myself in public.Everyone is welcome here because I'm an open-minded person and I believe in freedom of speech and expression.I respect others and accept them with their qualities and faults,I expect the same in return.
I dedicate those words to love itself.Universal and unconditional love.I dedicate those words to all men and women who help to make this world a better one.
I dedicate those words to my family and friends, who are all so different one another but who are giving me all,something unique and magic.They've played an important part in who I am today and I can't stop thanking them for that.
I have a thought for people who cannot express themselves freely,slaves through many different ways.And I remind them that when it seems impossible to move physically,there's always a way to travel mentally.I wish for them to still have the ability to do so.
I dedicate those words to the whole world and what its got best,as well as everything that the eye cannot see which influences us whether we want it or not,whether we are aware of it or not.

C.B.

mardi 24 novembre 2009

What I miss about London...

Hello Bloggers!

It's been a while I had thought of doing a post about what miss about London..so here it goes..

Warning,it's quite long ...lol


So what I miss about London?

1/My friend Aniko who is one of the most amazing person I have encountered in my life.She shines like the sun.I miss my friend Marina too,even if she's back to Rome now,as I cannot dissociate the three of us.And we three,being together,lost in time,it's all well connected to London.Our bound is eternal and really special.Aniko is one of the wisest person I know.She is caring,intelligent,strong,funny,sincere and she's always been there for me.I can't thank her enough.Marina is pure sunshine.She brights up your day and enlightens any room she walks in.She's also caring,intelligent,strong,sincere and with this wicked sense of humour.She always cracks me up and always has something interesting to say.They are true friends who even if we don't speak nor see for a while,we will always be strongly connected.I love them a lot and there are a part of me and this is forever.So yeah that's the first thing I miss about London!


2/I miss the tea.Yeah tea just don't taste the same in France,along with the toasts because they have the best bread for toast and no way they got that in here.We have baguette,but it's not what that post is about!Lol.

3/I miss two floors buses.I used to love the old ones,just like the old phone boxes.So charming.I used to run after the bus(being late,ya know..)and jump in it.The first person I met with a huge smile,when I first came to London,was a bus controller or inspector,I don't know how you say.He helped me carry that huge suitcase as I was lost in that big town.The cabs are funny too and the underground is kind of cool.I have listened so many talented people playing music there.

4/I miss Waterloo Road and the little shop in there,where I used to buy beautiful moonstones.And that bar called "Cubana" if I remember well,where I drank jars of Cuba Libre,my favorite.I have worked in Waterloo Station for a while and I miss meeting people from all around the world and making cappucino's for them.I miss the pubs and the ambiance there is when a football(soccer for you americans,lol)or rugby game was on.Stressful if behind the counter,priceless if you are in the crowd with a pint of lager and a pack of salt and vinegar crisp ;)I miss live music in pubs too and I have seen some pretty wicked bands!

5/I miss Camberwell..yeah I know some people would say that I'm crazy.My ex used to tell me :"people are happy when they live that place,you,you are happy when you come back here!"yeah I know but that's the place I have lived for a long time and so I guess that has to do with the memories I have about it.

6/I miss the parks in London.They have gorgeous parks.Hyde park,Kensington Gardens and Holand park where I used to go when I was living in Notting Hill.That one is such a peaceful place to be.With the little Japonese garden and we can sit and have a coffee.Lovely.But I don't miss Notting Hill much,only Maria,who used to tell me about how the place was in the 70's/80's and how the rich have bought properties all over and how the place has lost in authenticity.I really would have loved to see it at that time.And Maria was unique and special.Time spent with her,I would never forget.

7/I miss listening to the groups playing in Covent Garden.I don't like Leicester Square,don't ask me why,I always passed it quickly and even more on saturdays!I like Piccadilly,Trafalgar Square and there is a little road where they sell stuff from the 70's and where there is a little bar underground.It's hard to see there is a bar in there at first,that's all the charm of it.I don't remember the name of the street and I don't think I would remember how to get there,and perhaps it doesn't exist anymore,who knows?I miss Greenwich too,that's a nice place to be!


8/I miss museums in London.There are plenty of things to see and many expositions.I miss architecture and monuments.

9/I miss Indian restaurants over there.Sublime food.I don't miss chicken or kebab shops,like someone I know does,because I don't eat meat.And when it comes to food,sorry to say that but I'm quite happy to be back to France.Although a nice cheddar and chutney sandwich when it's well made,I would really enjoy it!

10/I miss "Eastenders",so..what?I do!lol.It's been three years I don't see it.Would be nice to have BBC one to catch up with it.Maybe they are all dead?LOL and I miss the magazine I used to buy and that you cannot order from abroad,"Spirit and Destiny".

11/I miss the cemetaries and I KNOW that I'm not the only one who like old graves in the bloggosphere,so don't give me that look!Lol.Walking by the Thames.The crows..they say when they will be gone,the kingdom will fall,old legend says..miss shopping in London,sometimes..and I always liked the one pound coin,don't ask me why I do not know.

12/There are many things I miss about London and I could go on forever so I better stop..besides,I can see that you are sleeping on the computer desk..so..just checking!Lol

13/I miss the fact that there is always something happening,good or bad.London is a town full of surprises.And there is something strange,intriguing,attracting,magical in the atmosphere(well at least for me)and I'm gonna end that by saying..like my friend Marina used to say,referring to a song:"London is a bitch,no one can escape from it"and it's quite true cause once you walked into that town,you belong to her forever..how many times I was facing some bad crap and I thought I had to live the place and something magical would happen that would make me stay,turning that moment into a while again?Uh?Remember?Once or twice or more..;)
And to say I do miss people over there and the freedom of expression.You can walk out in your pijamas,no one gives a damn about how you dress..not like here... for example..

Sighs

Thank you for reading that long post!LOL

Candie

dimanche 22 novembre 2009

Late poetry


For all lovers of life and lovers of love...

All is well,I tell you so
Because I've seen around that halo
Many times I came to sit next to you
But at noon I vanished..
It seems like there was more than this
And that feeling is new
Finally..
You broke it all
And soon came Fall
You carry the world in your eyes
And your words seem so wise
Broken soul with broken wings
Learnt how to fly at Spring
Couldn't melt Winter's ice
But Summer came and you did rise
Immensally..
On that bench I came to think once or twice
That love isn't about possession
Nor about obcession
It's about seeing you smile and ask
What can I do to lift you up?
Just let you be who you want to be
Because after all love is to be free
And what can make you happier
Than seeing the one you love getting higher
A feeling you don't want to give up
It makes the angels sing
And is sweet kissing
Raising my glass to the amazing dove
What a sweet feeling to be in love
Here and above

Cupidon must know what he's doing...


Good night

Candie

mercredi 18 novembre 2009

Theme Thursday=Late

Hello bloggers!



Yes I know I'm early to post about "late" but I'm not the only one..na!:P



Ah late for me is..it's been..ok,I'm late all the time!Happy now?And I'm better now than ten years ago!I made some progress.Some say that it's a mark of unrespect,but it's more because I have a tendency to do many things at once.I'm not starting something and I finish and then start another...no..but like I said,I'm better now and at really important rendez-vous I even come early,so..enough of that talk!Lol



The earliest memory about late was/is..my mother!Yeah,she's much worse than I am,but again,it's because of the same problem!I guess I took that from her..



At school I was late,at first because of my mother bringing me over there late..but then in high school,I have to admit that I was late when I chose too,when we had physics for example,while I was on the litterary branch..(useless)I hated physics,even if we had only an hour a week,lol.I was coming late so I had to stay in the cafeteria room and that was much better cause...there was a really cute guy working in the office,was the one giving me the late note..if I had kept them I would have a great collection by now..



When I was 17,I was late,I mean really late...I did some test and they confirmed I was late.Didn't know what to do.I'm absolutely for freedom and so I understand women who want to have an abortion on some circumstances,but I wouldn't do it myself.I think I can't.I had to tell it and first to the one concerned.I was expecting a walk away reaction,instead I got an engagement ring!Oh God!This whole thing was scary!So I was crying all the tears from my body I think.And praying cause that was a crazy situation to be in at that age..I didn't want that baby,I didn't want to abort,I didn't want to get married,I didn't want that man!And..I had a miscarriage..yes..how..mystic!I thanked the sky a lot,broke up with that man,gave him back the ring and stop dating for a long time!

Late,it wouldn't surprise me if I were late at my own wedding!HAHA!and if my mom did too!HAHAHA!:D(sorry,I "expose" you on my blog,you know I love you mom,just the way you are!)Ha and I forgot my first brother too is the same,although I think he's worse than me..but him,it's because he always says that he has time..We are the trio my father says,and not the magic one.I can't count how many times my mother have missed her train,bus,appointments.. and how many times my brother has missed his train too!And..myself,I have even missed my plane once..but that's a long story and you might fall asleep here..so..enough now!


Ok,that's enough for now..it's kind of late..;)

Talk to you later!

Candie

:)

dimanche 15 novembre 2009

Counting Raindrops

"Love can consign us to Heaven or Hell,but it always takes us somewhere"-Paulo Coelho



Counting Raindrops

On days when everything seems uncertain
When past feels so present that no present shall remain
On days where no future lies ahead and we are stuck
As our worst nightmares have overshadowed luck
I count raindrops..

Strange days and restless nights
Are too much to take sometimes
He wishes he could undo
What he feels for you
We all know how it is to feel blue
But everytime,the feeling seems to be new
And the universe works no matter what
Filling us with joy,leaving us with clouds
So we count raindrops..

We count raindrops,so we will know
That when it will stop,the sun will show
Show up at our door instead of our window
And chase away ghosts and that shadow
We count raindrops,so we will know

This is not a complain
It's a human condition
To feel the mighty rain
As we walk in that same direction
Some will write it,some will sing a song
Some will paint that powerful vision
But it will never be an illusion
Because where lies the heart
Everything's right

Today you might count raindrops
Tomorrow,you'll be back at the top
Until the rain comes back again
And that,will surely happen
Because we are not made of stone
And this is a human condition

Counting raindrops..


Candie :)

mercredi 11 novembre 2009

Sara weeps


Hi all,

I wrote this song (sort of)yesterday and I really like it.So yeah it goes like that:
SARA WEEPS
Silver moon is cold tonight
She had waited for him to make things right
She's lost in her clouds
Restless days and no time to cry
So she weeps when the moon's up in the sky
Sara weeps
She weeps for the lonely hearts
She weeps for the souls apart
She weeps for you and she weeps for me
She weeps for us to be free
She's kind of crossed the line
That separate doubt from hope
But on her way,she has stopped
Cause you are her rhyme
And the silver queen is looking down
Watching her going around
She weeps silently
Cause she is the infinite beauty
Sara weeps
She weeps for the lonely hearts
She weeps for the souls apart
She weeps for you and she weeps for me
She weeps for us to be free
Sara,she's so sorry
Couldn't see the clouds
Couldn't swim the ocean
Sara,weeps for who deserves it
Sara,she's so sorry
Sara weeps
She weeps for the lonely hearts
She weeps for the souls apart
She weeps for you and she weeps for me
She weeps for us to be free
And she won't stop weeping
Till she won't get an happy ending
Candie
Have a nice day :)

dimanche 8 novembre 2009

I'm back











Hello all you you!I hope you had a great weekend.Will go to catch up with your posts as soon as I finish that one!


I had one of the best weekend I haven't had in ages.My father came over and we had diner and lunch with friends and I have laughed like I haven't laughed in ages,God I needed that.


But the best part(apart the fact that my dad came to see me of course)was that I had the luck to see Placebo in concert for the second time and I can assure you that there will be a third!



Now I know you don't care about it,lol but hey,we blog about what we like,right?

Almost Twelve years ago I had the luck to see them in Marseille.I was 17,jumping in the crowd,all dressed in black!Almost twelve years later..I had the luck to see them in Lyon.I'll be turning 29 soon(shhhht)and this time I get the essence of it all.The messages,what the songs talk about,what are hidden in them,I feel them and I do appreciate it more.I'm still dressed in black though..

That was perfect!Not a false note at all.Unlike some artists I love but sometimes their live performances are not that good,them,not even one false note.

So for the great show thank you


For the little movies before the show that no many people got to understand..but I did!;)

...Thank you!
For "Soulmates" and the little message before...Thank you!

For the pictures of Tarot cards on the screen behind while singing "Devil in the details"..Thank you!


And for all the rest cause I've loved it all..Thank you!!:) You will surely see me again!:)


Long life to that band!
Talk to you soon!:)
Candie







mardi 3 novembre 2009

Early Theme Thursday=Castle

Bran Castle

Many people think that it's the real castle of Vlad Tepes known as count Dracula while in fact the real castle is that one..



Poienari Fortress

Well...well..

Anyway,here's an early TT I know,cause I'll be busy this week so I prefer doing it now than never!lol



In a past not so faraway
When light was on its way
There stood a soul trapped in darkness
And no one heard his distress
Standing in the crowd,couldn't care less
He walked sleepless
Till tiredness would stop him
He dragged his feet to bed feeling nothing
Just emptiness
And then one day,he woke up
To sleep,he had enough
So he started to look around
And then,he found
That in light there was much more to see
So he read the manual "how to be free"
He spent less time in his fortress
And found someone to share his mess

You see castles are not just made of sand
They survived time and rainy days
They all have a story to tell in the end
And they weren't made in a day


Well..OMG what's on my mind today??Those that mean something?Where did that come from?
What can I do?I cannot control my wild horses..

Well you wanted castle,that's the best I could come up with today!:O LOL

P.S:why can't I blog about "normal" stuff?:D
I will get there one day..eventually ^^
nah!!

Have a great day!See you later!

Candie :)