I know votes are not a mercury of someones true talent and I think we unerstand each others points. It all boils down to this, Why is he hellbent on pissing off people? I loved my Father but he put me down all my life but he was old fashioned (there was a generation gap) I think PAKI enjoys being nasty and considering poetry is supposed to encapsulate and celebrate the human emotion he devours it with vitriol. I have had 5 e-mails from 3 people on this site who left because of him. I mean the man needs an attitude adjustment. If he needs to criticize thats great, couldn't agree more but its the WAY he does it and the consistency of downright rudeness. I had a major altercation with horus8 over my poem Yellow Star we had 26 exchanges but we're friends and mutually respect each others styles. I love the boy for his ferocity and honesty because you can see passion and reasons why he disagrees or dislikes something. PAKI merely exists on this site to piss people off, everyone else on here thinks I'm okay at writing and a cheerful kind of chap except him. Anyway thanks for your comment and maybe I have failed to remain grown up about this, one should simply ignore him and as you say concentrate on my own work. Till we meet again.

lol. I didn't know that you could pardon blasphemy seeing as to how your looking at it in those terms.

What the hell? What are you talking about? This has nothing to do with actually being wounded.

I'm amazed at the strength of polarity here. Is your (mulberry and horus/s/..) distaste for angels purely the way I've presented angels, is it a reaction to their general overuse in unskilled 'poetry', or is it a defiance to their religious connection, or is it a genuine wierding?

The interesting thing about angels is that almost everyone has very strong feelings about them (good or bad or strange) regardless of religious interpretation. You appear to have an unbendable vision yourself of what they look like. One of the things that intrigued me about this dream was to finally discover that my subconscious picture of an angel massively tied to my anima. I certainly would not something simultaneously pure and sexual a light read. But to be humble, my eyes and mind are better than my tongue.

No, don't have any theories. Except at the time they started we were living in a house with a 'bad atmosphere' according to my mother. She is not the sort to believe in nonsense so I regard her opinion on this well. I am generally an emotional person prone to stress and anxiety,and you are right, it definitely increases with stress. And any mind altering substance, of course. Books are always scarier than movies, our imaginations are unlimited whereas the ability of filmmakers to make their imagination into film is.

Hey thanks, check out my other poems, they're called 'A Reason to Live', 'Disappearing', and 'A Best Friend Lost' (sonnet, free verse, and free verse, respectively)! thanks!