Lead Me ThroughTake my hand in theLead Me Through5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need you to lead
Its hard to find
My way because
Dont want to
Its easier to hide
Not bathed in
To believe that
The pain cant
Love in the last place part 4Galahad didn't know whether to address her in a gentlemanly manner or question her about his location. All that seemed to come out of his mouth was, "Hello." "Hi." She replied. He looked around and said, "Where am I?" "You are in Wyandotte Oklahoma. If you don't mind me asking, what are you doing here?" She gazed down at him. He was tongue-tied when he looked up into her greenish blue eyes. Her blonde hair fell down around her shoulders. He finally was able to mutter out, "I honestly do not know. One minute I was in a church. Then, the next I was outside walking toward here. Then he tried to sit up and ended up bumping heads with her. "OW" they both said in unison. He turned to her and said, "Maiden, I apologize," Shawnie interrupted him by saying, "Its Shawnie, and don't worry about apologizing." "Shawnie, I like it." She blushed, and he looked around for something he could hit himself in the head with for being so forward. He looked down at the foot of the pallet and saw a dog lyingLove in the last place part 42 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What makes you think i will marry you part 6 Meanwhile over by the horses, Marius looked up at Mathayus and said, "I think we may have a problem." Mathayus looked at Marius and said, "What is it?" "I have been watching the skies and consulting with the gods, and I believe a storm of great proportions is about to start." "What do you mean?" "I believe the truth about our pasts is about to be revealed." "How do you know this?" "I have a friend in the sky that lets me know what is going on back at the palace , he said as plain as day that Balthazar is about to be overrun with cut-throats and thieves." Mathayus looked up at the sky then back at his friend, "Can you tell who the betrayer is?" Marius shook his head. "I can't see their face, it's like I'm being blocked by some unknown force." Mathayus nodded his head. Then looked back over at Aziza and Samir, They were laughing and rolling on the ground. He smiled. "Are they always like this?" Marius Smiled, "Yes, ever since they were children. SometiWhat makes you think i will marry you part 62 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
OrphanOrphan2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I lay there on the bed, between my parents. I feel warm and cozy. Loved. Happy. I lie down for awhile. Suddenly, things change. Thunder and lighting. Cracks and clicks. I see this giant light hovering over us it reaches down. I can`t see anything. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my chest. As if it was a knife making a cut in my life. Then it`s over. I still lie there on the bed holding my heart tight, but I'm not between my parents, not between my mother , not between my father. No one is there. I realize it`s cold and uncomfortable. Lonely and sad. They're gone, I think to myself. They`re gone
Ghost Rider: Spirit of VengeanceGhost Rider: Spirit of Vengeance2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Release Date: Feb 17, 2012 RealD 3D
Rated: [Rated pg-13] Intense sequences of action and violence, some disturbing images and language
Runtime: 1 hr. 36 min.
Genres: Action/Adventure, Horror, Sci-Fi/Fantasy
Director:Mark Neveldine, Brian Taylor
as Johnny Blaze/Ghost Rider cage did a very nice job on this i think.
as Moreau this man done a great job with his acting very well done job.
as Ray Carrigan he looked like he enjoy his powers he got
Christopher Lambert they should have given him some more lines i think
Devilish Violinist p. 5. - Broken bondsDevilish Violinist p. 5. - Broken bonds2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He gave me his blood and thus he could barely stand on his feet. He was so terribly weak. I began to fear that I could have killed him. His face twitched and he said:
-You've... overdone it... you know...? - he laughed a little, despite the pain he felt - now... please... help... me... - I helped him up. He seemed so fragile. As if squeezing him a little too much would make him crumble to pieces.
-Can you do it again? - his condition really bothered me
-Can I manage to... call... the next one...? Haven't I told you... that I need your... help... - that was what I feared. That I had to find a victim for him. The very thought of it terrified me, yet I could not, as he did, charm someone so that they would come to me on their own, so I had to bring them the regular way. I put him on the ground and then plunged into the crowd. With every moment I felt more and more disgusted with myself. What I planned was disgusting. I found finally. Awfull type, the worst possible one,
LLENAS DE VITALIDADLLENAS DE VITALIDAD2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
¿hiciste la revolución?
¿cambiaste las viejas estructuras
por unas nuevas,
llenas de vitalidad
y amor por los hombres?
Devilish Violinist p. 2 - Beginning of the storyDevilish Violinist p. 2 - Beginning of the story2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The second vampire was still holding Mattia firmly in his arms. They both were looking at me intently, while I was sitting curled up and tring to calm down somehow. Could it be true? Vampire pretending to be a man pretending to be a vampire... how ridiculous it was. Then he reminded me of "The Vampire Lestat," which I had read just a few days earlier. Concert in San Francisco and the Theatre des Vampires reminded me so much of this situation. I involuntarily laughed. It must have drawn their attention. They began talking to each other about something in French. Unfortunately, I didn't understand a single word. Could that laugh pge me,maybe they felt offended, or maybe something absolutely different? It may, however, persuaded them to spare my life? This anxiety was driving me crazy, and yet just a moment ago I was feeling so good... Suddenly, they both fell silent. The blond one let my tormentor go (I thought that this was my end) but then he turned to him
ART IN THE SKYThe cloudsART IN THE SKY2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There almost like a distant movement of god
The mood of every living thing on this planet
Can we pubiblecly understand the ones that do not understand
How can we understand them
The can be the figure in your dreams
Can the decoration explain the true questions that must be answered
Man can not take credit for the thing's that have been given to us
Man can not take credit for life
May they be so beautiful
As they float up where we stair
I pity the blind man
I pity the ones that choices not to see
Then the ones that can't control there sight
We can only pray
That some day in man's life
They will just
Relax in the grass
And witness the art in the sky
The Collective Knowledge of the World of OmnesiaThe Collective Knowledge of the World of Omnesia2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Collective Knowledge of the World of Omnesia
Main Continent: Sedia
Regions of Sedia:
4. The Desert
6. The Hydross Keys
7. Bilskirnir Mountains
8. Forlorn Prairie
9. Tentatio Plains
Kara Anna- Former Silver Tongue of The Zetherin Tribe
Hair: Short and Choppy Blonde Hair.
Eyes: Eye's that constantly change colors, like a kaleidoscope.
Height: 5 ' 10
Weight: 100 lbs.
Weapon: Dual Wields A Skean Dhu, and a Spartonian Sword.
She's Caucasian about 100 pounds even, 5 feet 11 inches tall, 20 years old, comes from a wealthy family but wears common clothing as opposed to expensive clothes. She has the ability to convince people to do anything, known as Charm Speaking and Silver Tongue.
She can even convince people to embarrass themselves publicly. Or give her their weapons.
Rulers and Governments
The Origin of Omnesia
Samhain Blessings poem.Samhain Blessings.Samhain Blessings poem.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our Loved ones,
high upon the sky.
They look out for us,
when the sun and moon are high.
But on this day and on this night,
whe will take the fight.
Today the sun and moon are low.
Today the shroud of live and death is thin,
whe will see them back again.
Today we will take care and keep the evil in our sight.
For bless and harmony ,
whe thank the god of corn and the goddes of grain.
GOTH TESTGOTH TEST3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
-- THIS TEST WILL TELL YOU WHAT KIND OF GOTH YOU ARE. --
You can consider yourself as a lil part of Goth community if you at least like to wear black and don't like to be like other "normal" people.
If you don't, you can still do this test to know what kind of Goth you WOULD be.
Check every section and count how much answer fit to your personnality. The section which will have the most answer that fits you will tell you what kind of goth you are (or would be).
- have fun... if you want to. -
01. if :
01) you like the 80s
02) you like Goth musical bands
03) Your fashion is from the 80s
04) you like/wear fishnet (on legs, arms, body...)
05) you like/wear leather jackets
06) you like/have piercings
07) you like/put heavy make-up
08) you like/have huge hair
09) you smoke / like people who smoke
10) you don't like (other) goth fashion.
...You're a Trad Goth.
02. if :
01) you focus on the dark, sensual and mysterious side of life and death.
02) you like Victorian litterature and m
How My Business WorksHow My Business Works1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My business works because it's actually not a business. And by this I mean I hardly make any money with my pictures. For me photography is not a way to make money but to invest money, and I work several other jobs to be able to pay for my art. I'm a tour guide on waste to energy plants and wastewater treatment facilities, I'm a concierge at the house I'm living, I work as a Photoshop instructor and on weekends I take care of the library of the University.
Sometimes people say to me: I can hardly believe you're not making money with your photos because they are better than the work of many professional photographers.
Of course it's flattering when somebody says something like that even if I don't always agree. But here's the thing: the very reason why I'm able to work on this level is because I don't have to make money with my pictures. If you're a photographer who wants to make a living out of it you are forced to do things differently. You have to focus on what your customers like and
Deux-pieceDeux-piece2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i gave my heart to a crocodile
he used it as a toothpick
i took it back
gave it to Charlie Chaplin
he kept playing the dictator
i took it back
gave it to Houdini
he'd make it disappear every morn
i took it back
gave it to the Beatles
they threw it to their lunatic fans
i took it back
gave it to my chest
it was dark and bloody in there
i took it back
gave it to You,
to stuff it next to yours -
i heard from your veins
there's room enough for Two
in your rib cage.
Real Vampires Vs. TwlightReal: Fangs ripping open the neck of a whore, sucking out her blood until she's a shriveled up corpse.Real Vampires Vs. Twlight3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight: Teeth used to munch gently on a bunny rabbit.
Real: Skin burning painfully in the rays of the sun until the entire body is consumed in fire.
Twilight: Skin sparkling.
Real: A forbidden love that can never be, creating eternal suffering.
Twilight: A teenage lust of a couple months.
Real: A creature constantly having to outsmart the newer generations of vampire slayers and their cursed wooden states of death.
Twilight: An all powerful godmoding creature that can never ever be killed, unless by another vampire, but even then wins because it's just so gosh darn powerful.
Real: A bloodthirsty beast.
Twilight: A cute cuddly teddy bear.
Real: Enjoys masochistic or sadistic activities, or both.
Twilight: Is "emo."
Real: Sleeps in a grave or a coffin, usually in a huge mansion all by their lone
Reflection of an Anorexic Mirror Mirror,Reflection of an Anorexic3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On the wall
Who is the thinnest
One of all
I know it's not me
I'm just too fat
Long and tall
Who is the skinniest
One of all
Stand up straight
Suck in your gut
Then I may not hate
Clear and bright
Please don't watch
As I starve tonight
Disgusting and lifeless
Without another guess
Don't show me
Bent over, wishing
For what I can't be
I'm stuck in this body
With food to fear
Broken and shattered
Don't stare at me
With this body battered
With blood running
Down my curled fist
Stupid mirror, you had it coming!