I need to get some ideas....

What kind of jewelry do you like to wear (beaded, metal, hemp, leather, ect.)?

Whar kind of jewelry do you normally buy?

Thanks guys. ^_^

Finally published the site.

http://www.freewebs.com/mooncatcreations

I only have two things on there, but hey man, it's a start.

Will have hemp jewelry as well as other things soon.

Like I said, all proceeds go to the local no-kill cat shelter.

Here's the link: Cats Are Us.

As for any purchases before I get paypal set up (I doubt it but you never know): Just use the contact page and we'll set up a method of payment.

You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip. ~Jonathan Carroll, "Outside the Dog Museum"


Give a man a fish, and you'll feed him for a day; give him a religion, and he'll starve to death while praying for a fish. ~Author Unknown

These Scenes

The dull point, drilling into me,
pushed in, falling within my skin.
Poison to my ears, can I not close them,
All laughing blindly, a growing army of men.

Can they see me...no...never,
They don't believe I am here at all.
Showering falsehood upon altered states,
payments served upon a wordless call.

An X Cuts the Spot...all night,
I know, it is all so plain.
The laughing tears splash my face,
is it so simple at all, this claim.

Who knows this darkness for what it is,
I sure do not, I cannot even start.
These straps hold my every feature,
My face, arms, legs and heart.

I struggle every second passed,
the sand falls from beneath my feet.
Sinking below the surface of life more,
more...more into the fire's heat.

Breathing in the sour dirt,
it seems hands yank me down.
Can I not swim...struggle...live,
survive with this heavy crown.

I feel feet trample upon me,
scream as I do, always unheard.
Give in as anyone, my face I hang,
upon the nail, my final silent word...

-Bearhawk Stormpaw-

~~~

This man was my greatest friend. I loved him dearly and still do. Some relationships just run their course, the paths part, and you go on with your lives wondering occasionally (or more often than that) about each other. I miss him dearly. May he be blessed with happiness and good luck...he most certainly deserves it.

Better beware, I have a bottle of purple hair dye and I'm not afraid to use it. ^_^

Happy birthday witchy_abriel!