What's up guys?
So, to start off I thought I would do a quick about me. You can call me Bee, or Bumbles, or whatever. I'm twenty one years old. I've been roleplaying since I was twelve. Started on Neopets, woot woot, with vampirexwerewolf and wolf roleplays. Cringe. Not even going to lie, I used to tell people I really was a vampire on there. Ohhh the days of being little. I've grown a lot since then. Originally I found this site when I was around sixteen. When Omletle, or however he spelled it, was still around. I made a zith and she was AWFUL. My only thread was about her eating a baby from a caravan she and her sister, played by my irl sister, had overturned. Sadistic right? Her CS is long gone, RIP!, else I would totally have linked it here to be laughed at. All this being said, I still LOVE the Zith and they're probably my favorite race. Any zith out there, let's be friends FOREEEVVEEERRR.
I hope to see Xy opened up within my stay at Mizahar. More about me. My biggest hobby would have to be writing, I love psychedelic pictures, bright colors, glitter, my ferrets, festivals, reggae music, and all sorts of stuff. Ponderings on life are welcome here!
So, one time, my fiance and I went to a Rainbow Gathering. For all of those that don't know. It's a gathering of hippies held at various national forest parks around the United States. This has been going on since the 70's. Lots of "normal" people have leaked in since then, looking for petching drugs and other "hippie" stuff. But when I was there, not a single person tried to sell me acid or any other drug. Whole families showed up, children in tow. There's even a daycare camp for the children. People brought their dogs. There's no alcohol allowed at the Gathering, and if you've brought some you go to A Camp; a camp where most people steer clear from. It might have been the most magical thing I've ever done. I'm going to share some pictures from it that we took with disposable cameras rather than our phones, so be warned, they're pretty big.
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I love sharing that trip with people. It happened over last Fourth of July. I can't wait to get back to my family, the vagabonds and peace lovers, a gathering of American gypsies. The last day we spent there, when we woke up we were all supposed to be silent until noon. Not a peep, not a guitar strum, nothing. Our walk down the mountain was spent gesturing to the people that didn't know not to talk, to be quiet. It was a silence kept for the praying for peace, which many people, including myself, were doing. We didn't make it in time to see but in the center of the main camp at noon all the children were gathered up with kazoos, broken guitars, pots and pans, and their voices when all at once they began parading around and making noise; breaking the silence for peace. We were still a ways up the mountain but we knew when it happened because from the bottom up everyone started whooping and hollering, playing drums, just general calamity. The silence was over. It was AMAZING. Makes my heart hurt a little to talk about it.
So yeah. There's my first ever scrapbook done.
