The Skyline Angel

Just a skyline angel with healing wings, dreaming of the open, waiting for the day...
The day that my wings will fully heal, and I can spread them out and fly away...
I wait... Breathing with hope, and living on that almost unshakeable force called faith.
... But until that day, the feathers of my memories shall be carried on the breeze of time and destiny... to this humble little blog.

Likes
my guitar
music
photography
writing
singing and dancing
stargazer lilies
writing
using the net
fire & ice
life

Dislikes
backstabbers
users
cheaters
cockroaches
pens that don't work
bad time management
too much pressure
mosquitos


Fall Away


Fly Away

This Skyline Angel
My PhotoBlog: What A Picture's Worth
My Multiply
My LJ: Even Angels Fall

Fellow Skyline Angels
Yana
Kate
Belsha
Ingrid
Patti Cor
Zal
Antarel
Sir Joey
Sir Martin
Gian
Mike
Kuya Jowi
Camia 09
Pisay 09
Tianxia 09
The Philippine Tolkien Society


Fade Away

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January 2006

February 2006

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May 2006

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December 2006

February 2007



Credits
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Monday, December 11, 2006

While basking in my RENT addiction (yes, naadik na naman ako! Nuuuu!), I found a song that really shook me. It was sung by the character Mark Cohen, an aspiring film director. The words of the song were like the thoughts that spun in my mind many many times. It sounded just like... well, me. Me, a lost little girl who cowardly hides behind the lens of her battered camera.

Halloween -- Rent Soundtrack

How did we get here?
How the hell...
Pan left - Close on the steeple of the church

How did I get here?
How the hell...
Christmas

Christmas Eve - last year
How could a night so frozen
Be so scalding hot?
How can a morning this mild
Be so raw?

Why are entire years strewn
On the cutting toom floor of memory
When single frames from one magic night
Forever flicker in close-up
On the 3D Imax of my mind?

That's poetic
That's pathetic

Why did Mimi knock on Roger's door?
And Collins choose that phone booth
Back where Angel set up his drums?
Why did Maureen's equipment break down?

Why am I the witness?
And when I capture it on film
Will it mean that it's the end
And I'm alone?

~~ Eruanne
current mood: lonely
current music: Halloween -- RENT Soundtrack


4:49 PM