Got a Riddle? You're Invited! (READ FIRST POST)

[Geren Wilss]

*enters the party, then looks down to realize he forgot to put on his pants today. He shrugs, knowing it can wait. He asks another person what the previous riddle was, then after thinking, he reluctantly stands up, with a tray over his boxers which he borrowed from a white rabbit.*

"I have a venture of two answers, neither one I believe is correct, but I am willing to try anyway.
First is Sight, now I know that that seems illogical but it is only one of two things I could think of.
The other is Happiness... don't ask.

[Geren Wilss]

*almost tearing his boxers, but being careful not to, he borrows the tray again and stands up once more.*
"Um... belief?"

[dark eliza]

close to hope and rhymes with sing, a simple thing it most likely be, but what it is my heart does not bring.

[dark eliza]

i might be wrong in my assumptions, sing it may not rhyme with, but it's name i still don't know, all i remember is childhood being blithe.

[dark eliza]

on that note may the answer be bliss

[Guitar Dude]

Is it loving?

[Shaoli]

"I am interminably sorry!" Shaoli steps down from the stage. "I had thought this session abandoned. Thank you for coming. Yuletide!"

The white rabbit waiter padded his careful way among the guests, offering his magical tray of drinks.

"The answer is indeed belief! Geren Wilss, if you have a riddle to offer us, I'd be most delighted."

She offers the stage, grinnning and dusting cobwebs off her trousers.

[Geren Wilss]

*Having isolated some clothing, Geren felt he was confident enough to step up to the stage and try his luck.*

Okay... here goes.

I speak every language
Without making a sound.
I stand here before you
Without touching the ground.

There are those that love me,
And those that fear me.
There are those that loathe me,
If they can't see clearly...

It is I who mark your flaws so delicately.

It is I who enrapture you still.

It is I whom you wish was perfect.

It is not I who eventually will,

You are the one who must change.

What am I?

[Philosopher012]

* A man walks in the room. He is very mysterious as he is very quiet and is wearing a prophets cloak made of sackcloth and sits next to Guitar Dude.*

He says," Is the answer to your riddle God?"

[Geren Wilss]

No, philosopher, I am sorry, the answer is not God.
It is much simpler than that.

[Philosopher012]

Then it has to be time.

[Geren Wilss]

Must it?
You neglect to realize that Time does indeed change.
Perhaps you had better take some time to reflect.

[Tales FAN X]

"I shall guess, your conscience, or yourself"

[Geren Wilss]

Incorrect on both marks, but you are closer with the latter...
To a point.

[Tales FAN X]

"Then is it me, myself or am I the thing"

most ppl fear them selves and when the make their own flaws