Originally posted by *Afronaut*: Ahhh, You were not born and raised by the ocean? i feel your pain. Some of us grew up by the deep blue clear(very clear)ocean by the name of INDIAN OCEAN!. Them N.American Beaches are none compared to Africa., I agree that North American beaches are none not just compared to Africa but the rest of the world. And when I said an ocean baby, I meant an ocean baby born n raised in a land where the blue salty water was two steps away, the most 2 hours away.

Originally posted by DeadlyVision: No wonder I am far from happy, constantly seething My mind boils Thoughts of hot oils Outch like filling bites on Tint-foils My heart hurts My mind curves My time course; leaving me along fine shores Yet, can't avoid feelings of drowning Not cause I can't swim, simply I won't swim with force Alright I have nothing, that was BRILLIANT and I wont try to match it, not yet anyway lol.

Here is a lil something I wrote not too long ago, I'm a working progress and so is my writing. Still learning to get a nack for it, anyway I thought I would share. IN PURSUIT OF TRUTH Are we living in a dream world In a fantasy like life Where the sun shines always and perfection comes naturally.... A world where unhappiness and suffering are a thing of the past.... And every rainbow has a pot of gold.... A world where we recognize our dreams inside our realities... Wait... Does everything have to be so whirled Destructive like a tornado Because that’s what it feels like...in my mind As fiction and reality clash and collide But Confusions never stop And Delusions have become the norm All are in constant pursuit Pursuing the truth No, none of that “is there life on other planets†But whose truth is the truth Delusions are the norm Pursuing the truth becomes Through the youth The future of our tomorrow Are you praying to borrow another day! Because you have been set apart to fay In making what is only a dream into reality So realize! So realize so realize

I consider myself as an ocean baby; I’ve been to a coast line more than I can count through out my life, although there have been dry times I’ve always managed to get near some fluffy sand and salty water. Last night was one of those times. I’ve never really walked on a beach at night, only by the breaking wall which has no access to the sand. Anyway last night was my first time walking on a beach (at night), and I can tell you now that my love for the ocean was reinforced. It was an easy going night everyone was up n about doing their thing: kids were running around, couples walking side by side, old men were sitting on benches animatedly, while the youth sat on the costal rocks or swam while displaying their daring side, and I, well I just took it all in while being playful with the water. The sheer beauty and solitude of the ocean can be a blessing and a curse, but I guess that’s with everything created. I was on a high taking that walk, smiling to myself as I gazed at the endless line that stretched beside me. It was not until I reached the costal rocks and began to head back that I had an epiphany. The foot prints you leave behind have a multitude of meanings, but at that moment my foot prints reminded me of loneliness. We all stand as lone beings and loneliness is a constant companion, but how long must I wait? How long must I stand alone? As I pondered over this thought I witnessed my foot prints being erased with a whoosh as the waves came in, washing away their existence, MY imprints. At this moment I am unsure of how I should feel about it. The optimist in me would see it as a fresh start to carve out a new beginning a new path, while the pessimist sees it as a lost cause a disappointment. I continued with my path nonetheless. I finally settled myself a little away from the water. My thoughts of loneliness were replaced with thoughts of peace and contentment as the night breeze caressed my eyelids. We are living in a beautiful world with harshness and love, we are insignificant yet the most significant, all we can do is rejoice and stay true.

where you're from: A lil place called Canada Your sex (for those with unisexual names): Female Occupation (you can lie about this if you like): Student What you do when you think people aren't looking?: I make faces when my thought process is on full gear, and I dance if I'm listening to music Favorite music: Alternative (COLDPLAY), Hip-Hop (ROOTS & COMMON), Punk (GREEN DAY), R&B (CALVIN RICHARDSON), Reggaetone (TEGO CALDRON), and everything and anything in between (GOOD BEAT N MSG) General interests: Reading (Fiction mostly), Travelling (A true nomad), Rollerblading (Its not summer with out it), writing (Not much talent but I try), Movies (Love Film), and smiling (An act of charity)

Mikhaeel is my all time favourite name, so thats what I would name my first son inshallah. other names: Zacherie Kamal Abdikareem Natheer Hamza Abdinasir Abdihakeem Bilal Abdimalik for girls: Ramla Nafisa Dina Samia Aaliyah Nastexa Maya Bilan Armina

Rahima First of those were amazing pictures, I also appreciated the info, which was nicely broken down. Second thanks for sharing, I got a little bit of heads up. I'm heading there in a few days although I'll just be passing through I intend on going to the universities n hospitals and to see street life so that I can gather some info. Thanks again I'll be sure to share my experience in Somalia as well once I come back inshallah. Blue P.s. its my first post in SOL .