Nephylim

Kyle Schmid's character Henry in Blood Ties. OMG And/or Eric Mabius as Cole in Voodoo Moon or Rik Young as Daniel (the devil) in the same film which is one of my alltime favourite horror movies.

OMG. I Love it, I LOVE it. That last pic is SO sexy. You continue to have your tota love affair with the camera. Don't cut your hair it's awesome like you.

I like the one with the really blue eyes. She doesn't look like Bieber and I would so totally date her.

My very best friend on earth at the moment is my brother. He's not my birth brother, we adopted each other years ago. We've known each other for over 20 years and we speak almost every day. He is a few years younger than me but mentally is about 100 years older. He is a wonderful painter (see his painting in my gallery) and a great writer too. He is totally creative and he inspires me. He shares my beliefs and strangeness. He is far more conservative than I am in dress and manner but he is truly beautiful inside and out. Unfortunatele he lives about 350 mies away so we don't actually get to see each other face to face as often as I'd like. He knows every single thing about me, the good and the bad. He tells me I'm beautiful even when I am looking like shit. He listens to my rants and I listen to his. He gives me great advise and never listens to mine. He teases me and tells me I'm an idiot. He gets mad at me and sometimes I get the 'Whatever' texts but even when we hate each other I never feel that I can't talk to him. It's easy to apologise to him and hard to stay mad with him. To be honest I think we have only had 'arguements' twice in all the time I have known him and they were mostly my fault. He has not had the best luck in love. His ex boyfriend almost destroyed him and I live through years of hell alongside him. He's been with his current boyfriend for... oh eight years or something like that. They are not the happiest they could be as they have settled into a 'comfortable' relationship which isn't always so comfortable. I adore his partner though, he's cuddly and sweet, I am just not sure that he and Jay are good for each other. He's tried all sorts of things, like breeding quail and he usually succeeds. He ran a shop for a while and sold home made soaps and products. He works for MInd as an alternative therapist and is trained in aromatherapy and reiki. He is always ready with healing when I need it. He is an illustrator and has illustrated a children's book and he has had exhibitions for his work. He is sightly balding and slightly cuddly. He wears waistcoats and collects pocket watches. Apart from my children he is my favourite person in the whole wide world

Gut wrenching at all ?

Really? They've never said that? Damn I am insulted now. Clearly I haven't been evil enough

I am totally and incredibly lucky with all the friends I have, in life, online wherever. I don't take friendship lightly and I am always there offering everything I can and all I am. I try to make sure all my friends know that as often as I can. Thank you for reminding me. To all my friends on GA I would like to say that I may not have met you but each and every one of you has touched my heart and my life. So to you all I say 'Thank you' and if there is ever anything that I can do for you NEVER be afraid to ask Thank you Hart.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Genesis. 6 for a start. The Sons of God saw the daughters of men and saw they were fair and the came down and ... erm.... bought them flowers and chocolate. It's also touched on in the story of Moses.... the comments about his mother and his appearance. It's considerably and, in my eyes, in a very prejudiced way in the Book of Enoch which expands on this idea. It's one of the Gnostic texts ie ones that didn't make it into the bible History makes the winners. Sorry I forgot to mention specifically that they are not actually called Nephylim in the King James Bible but the name is referenced in the Jewish scripts

Why delete... now we can look at your cute face in two places

Hmm... you'll have to ask Sam.

Oh of course DUH!!!! I'm crap at remembering the names of stories... names period. When I need to mention a name then I open another window and hunt for it before I make a fool of myself. Do we count the bios as chapters. I suggest not.

I might just do that

I LOVE Waterhouse. He an Monet are my favourites, it's the colour and delicacy as well as the content. I adore the poem 'Lady of Shalott' and my brother bought me an original copy for the accumulation of 5 or 6 forgotten birthdays. I think the 'feel' of Waterhouse is very Art Nuveau. My favourite painting is Sleep and is half brother Death. It is just so... shivery.

I think she's right... she's going to be just fine. I hope Spencer learns something but I'm not holding my breath. HAHAHAHA Still laughing.

Nooooo. I am the woman on my profile but the woman in my avatar is a random pic I got of the net. I WISH I was the woman in the avatar but unfortunately not. You are super cute and the camera certainly does not hate you. In fact I would keep it somewhere dark and cool and well away from your bedroom at night If you fail post the pics (SA) HAHA. I don't need one because the Sam of NOW is super hot and I am still saving for the ticket to Georgia. Keep the kettle boiling Sam and the bed warm

Shit. I never expected that. I was in a weird mood after reading those threads and it made me thing about myself and how I am online and in life. Yeah I have committed the cardinal crime... hypocrisy. How many times have I said that what's on the outside matters far less than what's on the inside and I truly believe that... except when it comes to me. Meh. I never claimed I'm not a hypocrite. And I have to admit that I wasn't expecting these responses, especially after I posted the pics to. To tell you the truth I'm rather shaken. When I clicked on the site this morning I had completely forgotten I had posted and I was really happy. I had a comment on Hostage and then I had a pm about a tech question I asked which made me smile... and then I had a comment on my profile about the photos I posted. And it was a nice comment, a lovely comment but it crashed my world... because then I rememberd and I was scared, really scared. It took a lot to come here, especially when I saw that four of you had commented. But boy was I glad I did. f**k I'm lucky to have friends like you guys. You're truly awesome. Thank you doesn't feel like enough but that's all I've got right now... Thank you :wub:

Okay... well this is kind of scary but after what I have been saying about honesty, and the fact that I have been totally surprised about the way some people seem to be seeing me.... Like I AM NOT THE WOMAN IN MY AVATAR... although GODS I wish I was. I am the person in my profile picture and here I am two years ago. Shit it's scary to let everyone see me, now you'll know that I'm not anything like you thought I was. Oh well... BTW i the first one I have been drinking red wine and am slightly tipsy... like my glasses

I tried googling it but didnt come up with anything.

Sorry guys. My daughter anounced out of the blue that she is coming home to lve with me for at least a year so I have been frantically clearing out crap and moving stuff around. I havent' had time for reading. That doesn't mean I've jumped off the band waggon. I'm just sitting on the back dangling my legs for a while.

Nephylim are the children of man (well techinally woman of course) and angels. They are mentioned in the bible as monsters to be obliterated and wiped from the face of the earth. It is said that the reason for the great flood was to achieve this. It's strange though that the way he is described in the bible makes it pretty clear that Noah was Nephylim so how weird was that. It is also clear that Nephylim weren't wiped out because they crop up in myth across the ages. As to WHY I chose it... well that's a really long story. Let's just say I have a particular interest in angels Especially fallen ones :)

That's not me HAHAHA. That's just a random pic I downloaded from the net. I am SO flattered that you think it is me though Maybe I shoud get a new photo taken and post it in the 'Show yourself' thread and give you all a real scare. The one on my profile is me though

I have been inspired to write this by a number of recent threads First of all... How 'real' is your online identity. Well I took that to mean are you a role player, do you pretend to be someone else, hide behind a facade and my first reaction was ... no of course I'm not. I don't hide behind any facade, I am exactly who I say I am. I am completely open and honest, what you see is what you get... etc etc. But am I honest? Am I completely honest? Becuase the only pictures I have posted here on the site of me are good ones... very good ones and by that I mean flattering. So many times in the picture threads I have seen people post a picture and then say things like... don't blame me if you have nightmares, or don't run for the hills... what they are really saying is don't judge me by the way I look, don't hate me because I have a negative image of myself. Of course some people say that to draw out favourable comments because they know they're good looking but that's a different story. The thing is that I have been completely open and honest in all the things I have said... all the opinions I have expressed, the things I have revealed about myself, my likes and dislikes, who and what I am, my family, my experiences. But in the things I haven't said? The things I haven't let you see? Surely the things we hide say as much about us as the things we reveal, even more. Another thread that made me think was the.... how do you define beauty... thread. How do you define beauty? All to often it's how somone looks on the outside and I know it is because that is a large part of how I define it too. I love eyes. I love minds. I fall in love with minds and eyes and I don't even have to ever have met the people behind them. So does it matter what that person looks like... no. It helps if they have gorgeous eyes and I usually find that people with beautiul minds have beautiful eyes, but it's not the way they look that interests me at all. If someone is beautiful on the outside but ugly on the inside then they are not beautiful at all. So where do these two come together. Well it has to do with the way we see ourselves and the way we project ourselves online. When we are online no one can see us. They can't see the fact that we are slobbing out in our pyjamas or eating toast and gettng butter on our chins and the keyboard. We are not intimidated by beautiful shells or turned off by less than beautiful ones. In some ways we can be more honest online because we can show what is behind the mask and see what is behind other masks. But is that being honest at all. Isn't that mask part of who we are as much as the things we say, the way we think? If you have a negative image of the way you look then doesn't that affect the way you present yourself, whether someone can see you or not? I can express my opinions until the cows come home, contravertial or not. I can talk about intimate details of my life, my past, my experiences, my thoughts, feelings.. blah blah blah. But I don't take compliments well and in the beginning I would actually cry when someone said something really nice about my writing. I am getting better at that but sometimes it still makes me feel uncofortable. Why? Because I hate the way I look. Does that make sense? It's hard to describe but over the last 45 years I have spent a large part of it being told negative things about myself, usually for non malicious reasons. My mother was so concerned that I would get 'big headed' that she took every opportunity to pull me down and sneer at every achievement I have had. You would think that she would be proud that I am the first member of my family to go to university, the first to be a professional, the first to be a writier, the first to be a painter... the first to actually do something interesting and creative with their lives... but no. It is a cardinal sin where I live to be considered 'snobby' or 'above yourself' and she was on a mission to make sure I 'kept it real' And then there's my weight. I used to be a very active person. I played badminton for the county, a lot of sqash, walked the mountains, engaged in very physical activites with the re enactment society I belonged to .... like running around fields waving a sword at sexy men and screming. And then in 1997 I broke my back. For a time I had to use a wheelchair and I was told I would be confined to one at some point... well screw that. No one was interested in pushing me in it and got resentful when they had to so I got out of it and stored it underthe stairs. I threw it out the other day because it was gathering dust. However, as a result of that accident and the ongoing problems it has left me I piled on the weight. Once I was fat AND useless I started to lose hope. Then I got epilepsy and it flared up my psoriasis so now I am a red, flaky, fat, insecure person with severe mobility problems and a stubborn streak a mile wide. Who's going to love me? Well people who can't see me might.But then I would have to pretend to be attractive and that wouldn't be honest.... so I cut that whole thing out of my life. I can be a flirt to a degree but it's never personal. I never let myself get close to anyone, not it that way... well I didn't... because rejection is expected and therefore the opportunity to be rejected is never allowed to present itself So I don't show a photograph of me as I really am, I show one of my head, in a good light, half hiding behind my hair, with enough make up to sink the Titanic. So how honest am I? I am breaking all my own rules about beauty and I am hiding a huge part of myself from eveyone here. And that's not even touching on the whole vampire/angel thing and by completely off the wall beleifs. So how honest am I? i really don't know.