Sophie is JewishSophie is sixSophie is Jewish7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
"Why don't you go to Hebrew school with me?"
"Because Sophie, I'm Christian. My school has a different name."
"Oh.. Do you have Shabbat?"
"In a way, we just call it something else."
"Do you get to stay up late on Shabbat?"
"Erm.. I suppose you could say that."
"Do you have to read the Torah?"
"Yup, it just has a different name."
"Do you pray before bed?"
"But you get Christmas right?"
"But I get Chanukah!"
"Actually, I get that too."
"Oh..." "Do learn about Elohim in your school?"
"Yeah, we just call him something else."
"Because your Chrisitan and I'm Jewish."
"We can still be best friends right?"
NatureHave you ever just sat thereNature6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And watched the grass grow?
Felt the wind blow through your hair
As the cool rain turned to chilling snow?
Ever counted the wing beats of a hummingbird
While it flitted from flower to flower?
Have you ever been called absurd
For calling a rainstorm your shower?
Do the shapes of shadows given off by trees
Ever occupy your mind?
Is it interesting to follow around bees
Just to see what you can find?
Nature is a mysterious thing
Can you open your ears and hear it ring?
How Lives the BaronChapter 1: GoodbyeHow Lives the Baron7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Well, I think thats everything, said the dark haired woman, scanning the now bare room for any of her precious possessions she may have missed.
No Mary Poppins, not everything, said a silken voice from the bedside table.
The nanny turned to the voice and smiled. It had been a pleasure working with the nobleman again.
Everything that goes in my carpet bag, Baron. I wouldnt dream of letting you see the inside of my luggage, she said, extending a hand to him.
The elegantly dressed orange cat figurine delicately ascended the extended appendage and sat down in it. It was more stable than standing.
The children were delightful, and the father came around rather well, wouldnt you say? the Baron enquired, looking up at the woman who had been his hostess for the past month. It will be difficult to leave them behind.
Indeed, but practically perfect pe
The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 3Chapter 3The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Haru had never been a fighter, and though she felt trapped she let her good judgment guide her and decided simply to follow the cats wherever they took her. Every so often she would glance around at the cats, all with the same glowing blue eyes that the black cat in front had and all bearing cat sized spears, things she had no intention of finding out if they could actually wield. There seemed to be no real difference between any of them save their colours, which she didnt suspect mattered when it came right down to it.
It was a long walk; Haru hadnt had to walk this far during her first visit, though she suspected that that was because she wasnt riding in a cart.
The scenery had changed very little since her last visit to the Kingdom of Cats. The fields of grass were tall and the most perfect shade of green she had ever seen, the sun was still perched at high noon, casting its brilliant stare down upon the somehow moist earth, and clouds drifted slowly, laz
The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 5Chapter 5The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 57 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hours had passed. The scenery had changed around the Baron as quickly as though he had come through a luscious mountain valley into a scorching desert. The lush grass and the soft breeze vanished as they crossed out of the border of the Cat Kingdom, replaced with the brown reeds of once healthy greenery and the dark twigs of dead shrubs. He didnt dwell on the scenery as much though when he saw in the distance the towers of what must surely be his destination.
Baron, what happened here? asked Muta, his worried voice betraying his otherwise nonchalant face.
I dont know Muta. I can only imagine that the power of the Cat Kingdom ends back at the border and that the power over this place is far more malicious.
Somehow malicious didnt quite cover it, thought Muta, watching the skeleton of a shrub disintegrate as they passed by.
The Queen sat in her tall stone throne and smiled wickedly to herself.
Begin the preparations, she sai
Conservative DictionaryConservative Dictionary5 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
As A Mother...
Phrase to be employed to give weight to any political argument (e.g. as a mother, I think we should teach those Iraqis a lesson).
(see Free Market)
A selfless act of generosity towards someone worse off than myself which I should be heartily congratulated upon. Not to be confused with a serious political solution to the cause (see Communist).
The accidental slaughter of people who you were meant to be liberating. Dont worry, they know its for the greater good and wont happen again.
Anyone who wants life to be better for people poorer than I am (synonyms- Liberal, Socialist, Democrat (US),).
Unnatural protection that doesnt work.
The most free system of government, in which nations can choose any leader they like from the two almost identical ones whove made enou
Marriage of a Teenage RobotMarriage of a Teenage Robot10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Marriage of a Teenage Robot
By Nintendo Maximus
"It's a beautiful sunset, isn't it?"
Twenty-one-year-old Bradley Carbunkle rested himself on a log situated on a hill overlooking the town of Tremorton as the sky was painting itself with dusky hues. Sitting right next to him, walking her fingers on his shoulders, sat his blue-toned robotic girlfriend, Global Robotic Response Unit XJ-9. Or, as she preferred to be called, Jenny Wakeman.
"It sure is," Jenny answered her spiky-haired boyfriend's statement.
Brad stood up. "Of course, it's even better watching it with you."
Jenny stood up too. "It sure was sweet of you to bring me out here to watch it, Brad."
Brad put his arm around Jenny's shoulder. "Well of course it is, Jen. I'd do anything for you."
Jenny giggled. Then, without warning, she leapt on Brad and began to kiss him repeatedly. The two of them fell down onto the grass as Jenny continued her kissing assault on Brad, her lips making an especially passionate pet on
The Cat Returns 2 Ch2Chapter 2The Cat Returns 2 Ch27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Haru found herself floating high above the clouds on what appeared to be a cushion made of gray cats. They were all running on the air as easily as they might a field of lush grass, and with the same speed. Having gone through this kind of ordeal before, Haru wasnt all that frightened by the height or the speed of the cats. Rather, she was far more concerned about why she had been abducted again at all and whose bed of cats this was in the first place. Last time it was to marry Prince Lune, but since the Prince had become King now, there really was no point.
At least thats what she said to herself.
Also atop the cats in front of her was a single black cat sitting up on its hide legs and looking out over the horizon ahead of them. Haru was about to speak when the cat turned round and stared at her with eyes glazed over with a bluish tint.
Thats when she realized this was no ride sent from PrinceKing Lune.
Harus bag was propped up against the wall
The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 6Chapter 6The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 66 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Hey kiddo! Youre all right? But wheres the Baron? asked Muta futilely.
Haru could only sob. She was on her knees with her legs splayed out at her sides behind her. She was propping herself up with only her pawsand they were paws nowand the tears that poured shamelessly from her eyes now stained her tan fur a darker colour.
Get a hold of yourself kid. Where is he? pressed the fat cat.
Hes inside Muta. Hes in there somewhere, she said between sobs. The realization was sinking in and cramping her stomach. The Baron, her Baron, had drunk the witchs potion. He was in her grasp now; and Haru couldnt stand it.
Well hell be out in a little while then. Fashionable like, said Muta, not picking up on Harus distress.
The Cats BrideThe Cats Bride6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Warning: I can see you!!
The Cats Bride
Cait Sith 29
The school bus lurched up to its final stop, filling the area with clanks of a dying engine. Rusted hinges squeeled in protest as sliding doors cracked open to allow gathering high school students passage. Single file the students ascended the small stairway onto their transportation to a place most would prefer not to go. Their conversations drummed on with the engine, becoming a collective mess of noise to those not taking part.
Always they got on in the same order, right down to individual faces. The outgoing jocks would pile on first, usually followed by their girlfriends and cliques. Behind them came the less sociable students. The ones that went about their daily lives unnoticed out of habit or choice. And it was just how they liked it; quietly waiting for the days when school was past and life took its course.
Likewise, the last to board was always the same. And unfortunately, he was one that always got noticed. Havin
Sacrifice of Fire and WaterFire holds out its hand to meSacrifice of Fire and Water7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pleading with me to accept its call
Wanting me and only me
But I am Water
Fires touch will burn and scorch my fair skin
Yet I want Fire just as much
I want its warmth
I want its danger
I want its love
Slowly I allow my cold hands to caress Fires cheeks
I cry out as my body becomes engulfed by Fire
A fiery fierce world surrounds me
All around me it burns
My skin beings to melt and pop under the heat
Steam beings to rise to the surface and run down my body
Yet I dare not pull away from the pain
For with the pain comes my pleasure
I love Fire to much
My delicate world starts to melt all around me
It becomes nothing more than a haze of fog
Though the pain is all I can think about
As Fires lips find mine
The kiss we share is a fine mix of hot and cold
Fire and I
Each hurting the other
Fire begins to burn out
I begin to melt away
I whimper as I wrap my arms around Fires back
Fire whimpers too as its flames begin to dim
Slowly we are dying
Echoes"Abraham?"Echoes6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sometimes he awoke to the sound of her voice echoing faintly in his head, as if called from a great distance, heard only by him.
Logically, he knew his sleeping mind was re-living the short memories he had of her. Realistically, he woke feeling as if his heart had been torn carelessly from his body and tossed aside while he slept.
Those so few, so precious moments together. They weighed so heavily on him at times he withdrew from his friends for days, brooding in solitude. They had all tried to help him - Liz with her well-meaning but unbearable sympathy, Johann with his experience in the same matter, and Red with another offer to get drunk - but Abe knew this was something he had to get over on his own. Only time could have a chance at healing his broken heart. He feared somedays that it would never be healed at all.
They were living temporarily in Scotland, in a small remote area where, at least for now, they were left in peace, renting a old disused farmhouse from the nea
The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 4Chapter 4The Cat Returns 2 Chapter 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
How long had it been? Haru couldnt remember. She was sore from the dungeons stone floor, and from being on her knees, and from crying
Where was the Baron? He was coming for her right?
He had to be.
She knew it.
The Baron had been renewed once he saw the castle of the Cat Kingdom and he was immediately matching pace with Muta, who was only barely holding himself up from toppling over and rolling the rest of the way. Muta was wheezing as they reached the bridge, but the Baron hadnt even broken a sweat. In fact, the Baron seemed more full of breath than he had ever been. As they crossed the stone walkway two purple and green floating eyes made their way languidly to the side, leering at the travelers like giant olives.
The doors slid open as they approached and there to greet them was none other than King Lune himself. His fur was just as well groomed as it had been so many months ago, but his smile had brightened. He looked delighted to see the two
The Gargoyle and The MermaidThe Gargoyle and The Mermaid10 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
If you traveled far from where snow capped mountains make their berth, through golden deserts on camel back, and over countless emerald plains you would find a beautiful ocean, blue like a Himalayan Poppy and as fresh as a baby's first breath. It flows with fish, all colors of the rainbow, and within it is a kingdom constructed of both sand and coral. Along these sandy roads swim not only whales and goldfish but the prettiest of mer-people too.
Their skins are shaded in a multitude of color like the fish, ranging from lilac purple and sunshine orange to coal black. The luckiest of them even have tails that reflect different pigments, as though carved from diamond. The mer-people spend a great deal of time indulging on oysters, adorning themselves with pearls, and playing silly love games. They court each other day and night, the mermaids batting their lovely lashes at the handsomest boys, while the mermen performed daring feats before the most beautiful girls. At night they gather upon
When I Will Tell ChildrenWhen I am a mother my hair will be wavesWhen I Will Tell Children9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like the hair of my mother before me.
My children will long to lay mortar.
In the heart of this city I'll show them
a towering slender steel building which tapers, is topped by
a drunkard's idea of spacecraft. I'll tell them,
"America pierces the sky with a saucer
for nothing except for so people can reach it,
so people can pay for the fact they have reached it.
America's captured a sky, and the sky was not always
as blue as the eyes of my parents before me."
In the heart of my home in the dark
I will say to my children
as we are all crouched in the corner,
"Be silent, American hivelings. Be still
lest the naked bear get thee."
When I am an elder my hair will be sparse
like the hair of the old folks before me.
I'll say to the children, who swarm my stiff knees
and who long to spread outwards,
"God does not pick sides, but we chose him.
We are his choosing people. We've claimed him.
America's planted a flag on the moon
A Crona PoemA Crona Poem4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I am a hollow of a human
I am nothing
A speck of dirt is more than I
I live alone
In my mind there is only lonliness
I feel nothing
There is no escape for me
Who can love a burden like I?
I don't deserve to be in the mere thoughts of others
My being is broken
My soul is dry
On this empty beach with no water
Only the lifeless sunlight shines upon me
The pitch blackness is my only home
I cannot destroy
I am unsure how to interact with my prey
I live in fear
Everything scares me
So I must grow stronger
But yet my goals are too far away
I don't know how to interact
No one has interacted to me
Where do I go?
When I am trapped in a body
With an undeserving soul
ChihiroBeep, beep, beep, beep…. sounded Chihiro's alarm clock. The sound pierced through her dreams; she grimiest and shifted away from the waling fiend. "Another day, another dollar," Chihiro groaned. She slowly sat up and turned to the screaming alarm clock. Being half awake, and temporally dumb, she had totally forgotten how to turn off her alarm clock. She stared at it a couple of times, trying to figure it out; but, she soon gave up, and just ripped out the plug from the wall. "That alarm clock is bakana."Chihiro9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chihiro blinked several times, then realized what she had done, "Did I unplug the alarm clock again, Mou!" She looked at the plug that she held in her hand. She made a childish face at it, and then tossed it to the floor.
She sluggishly slid out of her futon and went straight to her dresser. She located her red brush, grabbed it, and then half manically, half gently, she began to brush her hair. She looked up at the mirror and sighed.
Chihiro had light brown hair, and fair s
Fantasy namesA Fantasy NamesFantasy names5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Medusa's letterMedusa's letter to PoseidonMedusa's letter8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was burnished in the temple (paying alms
to my future) when you caught me from behind,
the salt of your skin falling into my sight,
my dress off in waves
of brute palms. Your earthquakes broke in purpled flesh,
etched lotus on my thighs. You said, "Neap." As if
that were any excuse for leaving me with
on belly; your child flying through arteries,
making a playground of my heart. "I am much
better at being alone than I would like
you to believe," I
said. It is what I said and it was a lie.
Unwanted, I was sequestered to a cliff
where my envied hair now twists into dreaded
constrictors. It is
said that men turn to stone under my glare (they
should). I am good at breaking people into
granite expressions. I had thought (because one
has to believe) that
Athene would protect me with incense smoke,
crest my crown with her helm, cover me under
her aegis. How long is low tide supposed to
last, anyhow? I
have thought of flying from this place-
Devil's FoodDevil's Food9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
See them sitting over there
Lurking in the shadows
Seemingly innocent and sweet,
I cautiously approach them.
Then, I see the gleam of the sprinkles.
They give me a frostbitten glare and grin evilly.
I can hear them calling to me.
At first, it's just a whisper
I shake my head in disbelief and try to ignore them.
They cry in my direction.
The cupcakes scream from across the room.
They take control of my feet and slowly start inching me closer
A sound like a chorus of demonic angels fills my ears.
I scream in vain.
Which is a mistake,
For the moment that I open my mouth,
They psychically command my shaking hands
And start cramming sinfully delicious cupcakes
Down my throat.
It's all over.
Only a few crumbs left on a plastic plate are left as evidence.
I can still hear them,
Laughing, mockingly, from inside my stomach.
Man, I think.
At least it's over.
But all of the sudden,
In the pantry,
A highly sugare
Female Names:PopularAbigail Father's joyFemale Names:Popular7 years ago in Settings More Like This
Adela Noble and serene
Addison Child of Adam
Adrienne Of the sea, Dark, Wealthy
Alaina Fair one, Dear one
Alexis Helper of mankind
Amanda Worthy of being loved
Anastasia Risen again
Andromeda Rescued, Mindful of men
Angel Divine messenger
Antonia Great value
Ariel Lioness of GOD
Artemis Huntress, Safe
Ashante Warlike, Warrior
bad dreams I.like tops of clouds that glint excessivelybad dreams I.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the morning light
in the dark
at the top of my interest; when my mother begins
to trust my
word again, when
i feel like i can
(conquer the world. on my own time, in
my own placemy life
reduced to two months,
) in shadows where i make stupid
decisions underneath cumulonimbus
apartment buildings and forevermore in my head when i make a
fool out of mother dearest. when i feel like amazingness for halfanhour in
shitty situations on crappy couches with bitchy best
friends and alliteration
only to be brought back down
and realize i was just
sitting with a slack jaw and a dry mouth
for entertainment instead of
Crona's PoemCrona's Poem5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The moon dips down and the world
forever casted in this lake of darkness.
No place of shining light
to guide me through the trecherous maze
of death, sadness, sorrow, and pain.
In this life,
I stand all alone,
only imagining to have a light.
I'll watch the devistation I have wrought;
watch all of the people suffter
in agony just like mine,
I would take their pain.
The sun forgot to take it's reign
and the moon weeps,
starts its twinkling tears.
Perhaps I wasn't meant to
simply be here at all.
The wayI cause destruction where I stand...
I must only be no more than a burden.
This realm of eternal night
takes hold of this twisted, tainted
soul of mine.
Please forgive me~
For what I have done
and what is only on my path
I'm sorry I'm here;
I'm so sorry I was born