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Disney Frozen Secrets, Theories, and More Why this? Well let's explain this, Disney is known to hide things in their movies, and 'Frozen' is positively an expectation of this. I've done complete research on this sort of topic, and I can back up my conclusions greatly, especially greatly hidden easter eggs such as the stain glass window when Anna sings 'For The First Time in Forever'. What don't believe me? Well, we'll reach that, so let's start on the a popular theory of The Little Mermaid, Frozen, and Tangled. Adding Tarzan into the mix might be over powered, but we'll add it.
Elsa and Anna's parents might of been going to Rupunzel's wedding or the celebration of her return. Never noticed? Look- 2010: Tangled is released. 2013: Three years after their parents death(!) Elsa's coronation arrives. Who comes along? Rupunzel and Flynn. Yes, look closely!
Now notice the beautiful timelines! 2010 and 2013. The true story of Frozen took place three years after the parents de
About Last Life Last Life is a luxury of fighting and minimal gore. The original creators are family, they are LupusWalk and SilverCanineFire. Although plans were made around 2010, plans dropped in 2012. They soon were revived, and characters got a make over and powers. Although Elemental Powers are common in our group of heroin, some have proven that they can speak to the dead. Work was then back into action in late 2013, although the old records are almost destroyed, a precious handful are in computers.
Last Life is an animated series, with one of the original creators voicing a character. Although work is slow, signs of stopping are thousands of miles away, characters are still being changed, forest designs are improving, and sides are showing. Story Boards are still being placed, as of now, we have no clue when a trailer will come, or when the first episodes will rise from fantasies and form into actual scenes.
Even though c
Frozen Shorts-3 A Kingdom's Heart Part 3 'Elsa?'
'Anna, why did you leave me?'
'No Elsa! I still love you!'
'Not by what you've done to me. I don't believe you love me.'
'Elsa! Please I really do love you. I would give up my life for you, don't leave me alone here... please.'
A loud crash was heard, Anna spun around, only to be greated by total darkness. She looked back at Elsa, she glowed a small light to show her facial features. Elsa's reached out and touched Anna's shoulder softly.
'Good bye Anna.' And with that, Elsa dropped to the floor, not breathing. Anna dropped to the floor over her sister. Tears starting to form.
'Elsa? Wake up please. I need you, don't go! Please!' Anna screamed as she cried, the tears falling onto Elsa's paler face. 'I need you.'
Anna kissed Elsa's forehead, when she looked she noticed as she looked aroun
Frozen Shorts- 3 A Kingdom's Heart (Part 2) "Elsa, you want to build a snowman?" Anna asked enthusiastically, Elsa just gave her a look that summed it all up. No. "Please?!" Anna asked going to her feet, she looked just like herself only with the nice clothing. They just found out that Elsa was hurting herself using her magic, yet Anna was asking to build a snowman?
"Anna," Elsa stopped, "I don't want to upset you or the kingdom, but I just..."
"Just what, Elsa?
"Never mind, I'll just take a nap." Elsa said painfully turning around and walking away. Elsa wanted to say, she had to tell Anna the truth. But what can she say?
"Elsa! Please come back!" Anna said after her sister, Elsa stopped, the way she said that. Elsa stood there, she could go on, or she could go back. She couldn't decide, she wanted to be alone, but to be with her sister also. Elsa continued walking forward, hearing a small sniffle from Anna.
Frozen Shorts-3 A Kingdom's Heart (Part 1) BANG!
Elsa moved her hand over her left side, pain exploding in her side. She looked at her fingers, blood covered her fingers, it seeped through her fingers and dripped. Elsa felt the wound it came from, a small hole was what she felt until Anna came up worried. Anna threw the musket behind her when she saw what, actually, who she hit.
"Anna-" was all Elsa could say before she blacked out.
"Anna!" Elsa screamed her eyes flying open. She tried to look around, having arms surrounding her chest, holding her arms down. She looked up and found Anna holding her, Kai, Gereda, Kristoff, few guards, and the physician, Robert, surrounding her. Anna smoothed her hand through Elsa's lose hair. "Oh, Anna!" Elsa cried into Anna's nightgown.
"Elsa, it's fine, you'll live tomorrow, just calm down. You've lost a lot of blood, it's been about a month." Anna sa
Frozen Shorts (RAOC)- 2 Elsa's Key I want to say, this has buckets of fluff to rain from the ceiling, and I think Elsa had to cry in this one. I think the next one, she has to be drunk, XD drunk Snow Queen... very interesting I say! XD oh, well, not like you guys read this shit I believe, but it can be extremely funny. Oh, and Fluffy the Cat does not belong to me, I just loved the idea of Elsa having a stuffed animal, I'll give you a link at the end, fairly funny also.
Elsa sat her desk randomly looking through old documents. A box was sitting at the foot of her chair, relatively an ice box. Any letters from Anna was going to be put there under lock and key.
"I have a lot of junk in this desk, strange." Elsa said looking the drawer full of empty ink bottles, strange in thousands of ways. "Oh well." Elsa laughed as she through them away, she laughed at all those ink bottles fall out until an envelope fell o
When Will My Refection Show?When will my reflection show who I am inside?
Cold and heartless,
as they all see me?
Will the see the suffering,
I've lived in thousands of years.
My true hair color?
Not the rich brown,
but a bright golden had cascades like a waterfall?
What about my Green eyes?
actually a bluish with green.
What about my history?
The golden treasures hidden in my grave,
embedded with my name.
The golden crown,
But when will my reflection show who I really am?
but a thousand years ago,
when I ruled?
Frozen Shorts 'RAOC'- 1 Thundering Love Hello! So prompts can be given and what not. This is a 'Read At Own Cost' or 'RAOC' for short! This one was thought up when I was reading about Anna scared and blah, blah, blah, blah. So I took ideas from all the others and made them in this lovely cake! :nuuu: I forgot the flower! *grabs flower and places on top* there we go! Oh well, I talk to you in the end, bye!
Elsa sat up rubbing her eyes with a soft yawn, her hair was like Anna's as you could say but soon flattened out. She looked out the window, streams of water ran down the window, and light flashed every few moments. Suddenly Elsa heard her door creek open, she turned to see a sillhouet pop over. A loud grumbling of thunder shook the room, sending the figure yelping. The figure popped back in.
"Elsa? Are you awake?" A familiar voice shook with fear, the figure took a complete step inside, lightning flashed showing th
Keep It RealWhereas diasporic communities
Have to been attempting to separate themselves
From harsh sun and seasons,
Without reason, others have built their lives between
The cracks of statements such as:
“Keep it real”
Or, “This shit is dope”.
Motherfuckers better realize
Now, is time to self-actualize.
g-Host b-LinkTo witness disobedience of dogs of the Matrix;
Are souls breaking free or is it part of the script?
Do even the patients begin losing patience
Attempting to dissect what they cannot reflect?
Are implications of home not enough of a bone
To be thrown to the starving who plot against the throne?
Too sober to stagger with their cloak-and-dagger,
Dehydrated parasites starving for insight
on what a nomadic soul is composed
when compressed into senses and structured and clothed
and closed off from links to a red-herring source
by force and by failure to
And by what right
Does a false light take flight
While uncomfortable truths
Take their place out of sight?
When confronted, you contort.
When in question, you distort.
By lies you are comprised
Yet by every report, you
Every second you delay me, every thought that disobeys me,
Every law of attraction failing due to inaction,
Every memory haunting, regardless how daunting,
The ReignDrip Drop,
Down the drain.
Oh the reign
The dew will form.
Human ChessIsn't the world in black and white?
Isn't the world in 8 by 8?
Aren't we all part of some
Sick, inhumane game of chess,
Being played off against one another?
Are we pawns?
Then why are we being played,
like mere peices,
cogs in a machine,
to acheive an end goal?
It's because of divide and conquer.
An army of 100 is a lot easier to defeat
When it is only an army of 10.
We are being split, you see.
Black and white,
male and female,
old and young,
all subcategories, to keep us
Unity seems to be a word humanity forgot;
the idea, the essence of standing together,
under the principle that we're all
is alien to us now.
So here we are,
There's nothing going our way, as
because we are being divided.
And yes, we are being conquered.
In this sick, corrupt world of ours,
where every fork in the road
cuts like a knife,
we must pick the higher path.
We must not fall for the illusion that
there is no unity.
We must unite.
We must join, u
Bloody noseTotal desperation
Across the plains
Across the oceans
We try to ignore the fact that over our ruling
All we have is the pathetic fact that we never stop
We truly have to
The souls that we vanquished
And left buried in concrete
The once sun raised children
Burnt out by our fires
And we destroy
Words that mean nothing to us
In buildings we laugh
On land we cry
We make borders
We make walls
We make the heads roll like waterfalls
turned into a holocaust
A huge one at that
All around the world
We still build over the weeping
Kept tight in your little wall
Someday it will fall
What will you do then when they finally realize
What we all have become?
StarrsinnWohin werden uns unsere Wege noch führen
Wenn eines Tages unsere Herzen auskühlen
Und wir mit gleichgültig stumpfen Schmerzen kaum spüren
An den Grundfesten unserer Träume zu rühren;
Auf dem Weg in den Sarg
Bricht manch einer arg
Und mannigfach mich sich;
Jedes Herz ist eine revolutionäre Zelle,
Bis zum Biss ins Grab.
Egomanie aus Empathie
Zu den Liebsten,
Stramm in die gesicherte Zukunft
Hoch über den Köpfen der anderen,
Um stetig nach unten zu blicken
Vor dem eigenen Fall
Fallen ja noch all' jene
Das sind viele.
Die Altendie Welt die sie hinterließen!
jedes verbesserte Werk
richtet sich leidvoll
moderne Rollstühle quietschen nicht
ihr Antrieb funktioniert
Jugend eilt neuen Wünschen nach
alles Alte wird neu
bloß ihr Neues ist alt
sie murmeln - doch niemand hört zu
Erfahrung bewahrt vor Konsum
die nie Zeit für Großeltern hatten
das kapitalistische Gesetz
Krüppelhände greifen ins Fassungslose
Kasernenlider unterm Heiligenbild:
immer am Start
© j.w.waldeck 2010
Please do nout use
anything of my work!
the firstthose who speak are ignored
those who believe are condemned
those who are equal are classed
those who are free are trapped
gaiai hear her cries as if
they were my own and
i want to hold her and say that
it will turn out alright,
the pain will subside,
in the end it will all turn to silence
and i try, so hard so hard
to grasp at her with my
and feel the rumble of life
beneath the crust of my home
for she is growing
and she is so young,
in this vast expanse of nothingness
she shines with the brilliance of
a newborn child
learning to breathe
but i fear,
for she is so young and yet
her time is running out,
spilling between my fingers and
it is my fault, i who do nothing but
stand and watch as she hurts
as she is tortured by the
forces of man,
fuelled by greed and the
need to push us forward,
to fit us all on her body,
as if we were so significant
and i feel her wrath,
her wish to purge herself of
this plague that is us,
and i sit in serenity
waiting for her to strike us
with the strength of four billion years.
The 50 Pomes Project! HELLO!!!!!!! I am deciding to do special project for the States of America! Continue to read if this interested you already!
The 50 Poems Project is about a state in America, meaning... YOULL SEE A POEM ABOUT YOUR STATE IF YOU LIVE IN THE USA!!!! That means I want some info on the state you live in, I can craft a poem from that info, all poems will be posted in a thumb below this every time I get a new state poem up!
If you would like to commission me also, please ask me about certain commissions that are aviliable!
1: Oklahoma: http://sta.sh/02c95yws8y17
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