Author has written 6 stories for General, Fantasy, Humor, Life, and Romance. ~*~*~ My 411 ~*~*~
Name: Chika Kusari
Age: 15
Gender: Female
POB: North Shore Private Hospital, Sydney, Australia
DOB: 5/11/88
Emails: BittersweetAngel972@hotmail.com and ChainsandFlames@hotmail.com
~*~*~ IN PROGRESS ~*~*~
Currently in the works is a long-fic/novel. It delves into themes such as religion (Christian vs atheist) and society's view on homosexuality. Don't have a title yet, but I'm thinking about 'Two Prodigies'.
~*~*~ OTHER STUFF ~*~*~
A little insight for all of you:
‘The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgement; more experts, yet more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.
‘We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly; laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life, not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbour. We conquered outer space, but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.
‘We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate les and less.
‘These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character; steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes, but more divorce; fancier houses, but broken homes. These are the days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you and a time when you can choose either to share this insight or to just hit delete.
‘Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent. Remember to say ‘I love you’ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all, mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment, for some day that person will not be there again.
‘Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
‘Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but the moments that take our breath away.’
The last line of that up there ^ is also one of my favourite quotes. It has so much depth in it! |
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