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The Six Realms by Rinyavie, literature

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The Six Realms

Ordinary people are subject to rebirth, the involuntary birth that occurs "on impulse as part of a reactive cycle of action and its effects" when they die (Thurman, R.W. 88-89). There are, however, several things that they can do to effect this involuntary process during their life. Gyatso says that meditating on the sufferings of the beings in the Six Realms is a good start to changing negative emotions, because the meditator quickly realizes that they have no desire to be reborn in one of the lower realms. Because of this, a person will work toward avoiding being reborn in one of these lower realms (173). Thondup explains that the cause

Buddhism and Materialism by Rinyavie, literature

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Buddhism and Materialism

Why don't Tibetan Buddhists agree with the idea of materialism? Tibetan Buddhists don't agree with the idea of materialism; rather, they have three mind/body models to explain life, dying/death, and rebirth. The first reason for this is that there are many inconsistencies in the ideas of materialism. The second is that there are delogs who have experienced the death process, then come back to tell about it. Materialism is the idea that the mind and body are inseparable; once the body dies, the mind ceases to continue existing (Mackenzie 99). The argument for materialism is presented firmly in the West, with many scientists arguing that t

Buddhism and death by Rinyavie, literature

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Buddhism and death

Why are ordinary Buddhists afraid of death? Ordinary Buddhists are afraid of death primarily because they are afraid of rebirth, the involuntary birth that occurs "on impulse as part of a reactive cycle of action and its effects" into the lower realms of existence. (Thurman, R.W. 88-89). These lower realms, the realms of the hell beings, hungry ghosts, and animals. Gyatso describes in depth the sufferings of the lower realms. In the

The Morrigan by Rinyavie, literature

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The Morrigan

The Morrígan in Modern Pagan Worship Though she's an ancient Irish goddess, worship of the Morrígan has carried over into modern times, and she is worshipped by several sects of modern pagans, such as Wiccans and druids. Feelings about the Morrígan are mixed, ranging from ideas about her as an Irish Kali (and therefore a loving mother) to her as an evil, bloodthirsty goddess who should be carefully worked with, if worked with at all. There is, however, a growing interest in her: what she means in modern times, how she is worshipped, festivals relating to her, and rituals in which she's involved. Modern pagans have many ideas about what he

I Am Your Server... by Rinyavie, literature

Summer's End by Rinyavie, literature

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Summer's End

Summer's End The room was dark; the sun had just gone down not more than fifteen minutes ago, and we hadn't bothered to turn on any lights. It fit the Halloween mood better, flame rather than fake light. A single candle stood in each window, flickering shadows against the walls. A circle of candles outlined the group of twenty, each of whom also held a candle in their hands. They were focused heavily on their task, eyes closed and brows squinched, so much that they didn't even notice that I was paying more attention to what was going on around us rather than what we were supposed to be doing. I could smell the roasting turkey in the ove

Untitled Villanelle by Rinyavie, literature

April 1st, 2003 by Rinyavie, literature

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April 1st, 2003

I walk downstairs; no I run I have been away for far too long And my heart desires to see Your face, your eyes that shine With love and the purest joy At being alive. I call your name, It rolls off my tongue like candy Smooth, sweet, something so Familiar that it could never change There is no answer. I laugh; you are playing a game And you will surprise me when I have turned the corner, you Will leap out at me, make me Scream with fright, so that we Can laugh together at the wonderful Joke you have just played on me. You always make me laugh. I round the corner, I see you Lying in your cage, your house, your Refuge. "La

Win by Rinyavie, literature

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Win

Every Friday night I pulled a double shift volunteering at the county hospital, working from eight at night until four in the morning. Then I'd go home, sleep for a few hours, and put in another five hours Saturday evening. The weekend was the only time that was truly mine, and I could only imagine spending it with the stinging smell of antiseptic and vomit. Lately I'd been living in my violet volunteer shirt; in the past week or so, I had been showing up at the hospital whenever I had a few free hours in my day, amounting nearly thirty hours of screaming infants with ear infections and passing out charts to men who were red in annoyance f

Discouragement by Rinyavie, literature

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Discouragement

When I applied for college, I put down on my application that I was considering being a theatre major. Two months later I changed to an English major with a concentration in creative writing. My father's response was, "So instead of a starving actress, you're going to become a starving writer?" Since that day, I've forced myself to come to terms with his reasoning behind the comment. My father is an accountant; he works magic with numbers and math. He can't quite understand why I prefer to work magic with words and sentences. It's as foreign a concept to him as quantum physics is to the average person. I admit that wanting to prove my

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You'll Never Know by Rinyavie, literature

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You'll Never Know

You'll never know the tears I've shed The day we said goodbye You'll never know the hatred Deep inside Spurned by jealousy Anger and hurt Feelings that refuse to leave You'll never know the pain I feel from The harsh words that you said The anger that you would dare Say them to me and then Hurt me when I return them You'll never know the jealousy That burns inside my soul Because you see You won; I lost And in losing I lost everything You'll never know my loneliness The way my life was split in two You'll never care to ask But you'll steal all I held dear You'll never know the reasons why Because you never stopped to a

Vampire Child by Rinyavie, literature

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Vampire Child

Vampire child, you're so different Vampire child, daughter of night Long for the light yet Live in the darkness Vampire child, you're always alone You wait and long for Someone to be your friend Always alone Wanting the kindness You, my dear, you're always alone Vampire child, shadows of kindness Vampire child, living alone Hiding away From all society Vampire child, you're always alone Daughter of dark Child of night Stay away from the sun You will always long for the light But you, my dear, are always alone Werewolf child, love of the moon So alone they call you a freak Apart from all humanity They can never understan

The Legend of Finbar by Rinyavie, literature

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The Legend of Finbar

Twas dark of night when in rode they Armies strong with hundreds large And hope only could the village cling to They began to fight Silver gleaming soft and strong By light of the Mabon moon And hard they fell, shrieks of pain Begging mercy from the gods Not knowing how to win And drive off the strange invaders Appeared he then, mighty, brave His horse reared high by Mabon light And the people wept for joy Answered now were desperate prayers As by the moon came Finbar He drew his bow and aimed it high Uttered a yell to the Queen of War And let fly a single arrow Through the sea of war it flew And spiraled cross the blood-re

Omega by Rinyavie, literature

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Omega

Petty and insane Sorrow and hurt Drowning and suffocating How on earth can I survive? Some days its hard to tell What it is they really want Only there to be hurt Let you take out All the anger at your world If I don't take this role Who will? But sometimes I still find time To try to fit in with all my "friends" Find the thing that I can share But all I find are dead ends Now I can only realize I have no real place Except to be your omega

Prepared For Life by Rinyavie, literature

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Prepared For Life

They say we're preparing you for life But how can it be preparation When you feel you can't go on When you're exhausted And sick of trying And all they can do Is push you harder and harder They think you've got endless energy So it's worse every year And all you want is to just Lie down and sleep And wake up when things Are so less complicated When people know you need a break And don't push you Till you collapse or lose your mind When they know And can think of you And give you all the time you need.

When No One Listens by Rinyavie, literature

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When No One Listens

What's the point of talking When no one listens What's the point of opening up When nobody cares Searching for a sign That you still love me You send me mixed feelings I don't know what to think You say tell me your heart You don't need to be alone You hang all around me Ignore everyone else You're always with me Forget that others exist What's the point of talking When no one listens What's the point of opening up When nobody cares Searching for a sign That you still love me And so I opened my heart To you You took it in your hand Held it tenderly And tore it apart Merc'lessly What's the point of talking When no on

Once In Shadow by Rinyavie, literature

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Once In Shadow

Our love is a love Never meant to be known Our love is a love Most cannot see They don't understand The feelings that we have Or the reason why our Souls are at peace They look at you and see A monster- not what I see When I look at you I know who's inside The person that I love And now I know Once I saw you I knew you had to stay Close to me Near my reach Though it was never meant to be I loved you once in shadow

Prayer to a Ghost by Rinyavie, literature

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Prayer to a Ghost

Star struck night In the beauty of the moon Nature seems so right Bask in the glory of the rising moon None of us Can rightly choose Where it is We find love Night my guide My loyal friend Night my joy You've strength to lend Hidden in amongst The ashen trees And fallen leaves There the memories be By night, by day Love's not lost For in my heart you lay My only love The course of love Ne'er ran smooth But fight we will Forever on Heart be true Mind be clear Soul be free Love with no fear None of us Can rightly choose Where it is We find love

Untitled by Rinyavie, literature

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Untitled

When all the seas run dry When birds cease to sing Though mountains fall And friends are gone I'll be there A friendly face When all the roads Are long and hard And all the places you go Hold not a friendly face Though alone you may be And fragile your soul I'll be there To keep you warm and safe Though you may fall Though pain will be I'll be there Reach out to me Call out my name I'll be there To keep you safe And love you Until the end of time Ma stóirin

Beltaine by Rinyavie, literature

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Beltaine

"When in the springtime of the year When the trees are crowned with leaves When the ash and oak and the birch and yew Are dressed in ribbons fair" It was beautiful, the spring, absolutely gorgeous. The trees were perfect in their beauty, leaves brilliant green. The plants had all bloomed, showing off their resplendent flowers. We had spent the day placing ribbons across the trees, weaving intricate patterns of green and gold and silver. "When owls call the breathless moon In the blue veil of the night The shadows of the trees appear Amidst the lantern light" The forest sparkled brilliantly as the sun set. The druids were lighting

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Summer's End by Rinyavie, literature

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About Rinyavie

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Artist // Literature

United States
Deviant for 20 years
www.livejournal.com/users/rinyavie
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Current Residence: Fort Collins
Favourite genre of music: Opera and Light Rock
Favourite cartoon character: Tycho and Gabe from Penny Arcade
Personal Quote: Courage is simply another name for foolhardiness

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvadore Dali

Favourite Movies

Star Wars

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Josh Groban

Favourite Writers

Gaston Leroux, Susan Kay, JL Matthews, Karen Traviss, Terry Goodkind, TS Eliot

Favourite Games

Dungeons and Dragons

Tools of the Trade

Pen, paper, computer, intelligence, and lots of research

Other Interests

Harry Potter, Irish Celts, Star Wars, Fantasy, Science Fiction, Dungeons and Dragons

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Rinyavie

Jul 18, 2007

Wedding...

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Hooray! Well, I've been freaking busy, and with good reason.  The wedding is 47 days away.  I believe final count of invitations filled out will hit somewhere over 100, 80 of which were done in a flat six-hour power-addressing session by myself. I realize I don't post here very often, so I'll update a bit on my life.  Obviously, the wedding is going fantastic.  Yay me there.  Other big things in my life: Am recovering from nasty car accident I was in back in December.  Long story short, I was sideswiped by a car going 85 miles per hour as I was standing on the side of the road.  Had a broken arm, nasty head wound, and lots of bruising, but

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Rinyavie

Aug 3, 2006

Mrph

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Well, we took Mike's car in to get an emissions test...and it failed so badly we're looking for a new car. Luckily, I picked up a newspaper route a few weeks ago, and that pays pretty well, so we should be able to afford a new car.  I hope. I have been writing, I promise.  I'm just rather nervous about putting it up online, as I'm planning on getting it published at some point, and I don't want to worry about having it stolen.  But I have been writing, and I've been expanding ideas I've been working on for a while now.  This has meant putting...well, everything else, basically, on hold.  No art.  No fanfiction. Actually, I haven't felt muc

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Jun 27, 2006

Some kind of scary news

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Well, scary in the way that it's just...a very weird thought. Mike and I have been engaged for...two years now?  I think it's two years.  We've been dating for three. And we're starting to plan the wedding.  Thoughts so far are that it'll be Labor Day Weekend 2007.  I've already got a very basic rundown of what the ceremony will be like.  Plus I found some perfect, honest, and amazing vows.