BiaBia4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
'We need never shout across the spaces to an absent God. He is nearer than our own soul, closer than our most secret thoughts.'
-"The Pursuit of God" by A.W.Tozer
Her fingers don't trail across the spine of her Bible the way that they used to. After the wedding, it was the most amazing year long honeymoon until Sonya's father passed away. No, they hadn't been close, but somehow it rocked her boat so horribly that even her comfort zone was uncomfortable to remain in. Arms wrapped around herself; she hid within a darkened corner and rocked herself back and forth until she calmed down only to stand up in a rage and scream until her lungs gave out.
Anger. Fury. Rage. Blind, unsettling rage. It rocked her boat yet more furiously and, yes, her eyes were on the storm. Not just the storm that He'd allowed, but at the storm she was creating by looking away. The storm she allowed to swell by not focusing and taking back her all for herself. Her rage slammed several holes into her
Why we love the Internet.Being lonelyWhy we love the Internet.3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
ShinigamiShinigami5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
La serata aveva una luna così chiara da quasi veder sprecate le lanterne della taverna, un bianco pallore che invitava a bere sakè, ascoltare le cicale e le voci distanti del villaggio.
Il gruppo di chunin guardava di sbieco il jonin nell'angolo del locale,intento a mangiare in completa solitudine il suo piatto :Tonno al miso.
Non c'era bisogno di vederlo o di sentirlo ordinare per saperlo dato che ordinava ogni sera lo stesso piatto , allo stesso tavolo ,ogni sera se si trovava a Konoha dopo aver consumato la cena in famiglia.Veniva qui perchè sua madre,secondo lui, lo condiva troppo .
Non che questo si fosse saputo da lui,ovviamente, dato che parlava quasi esclusivamente di missioni o di argomenti inerenti il villaggio ma dai dialoghi del padre con i suoi vecchi compagni di team e di bevute.
I 4 shinobi erano venuti solo a gustarsi una cenetta tranquilla ed in allegria convinti che fosse ancora in missione,altrimenti sarebbero venuti più tardi ,dato
Creepypasta - Loop SequenceI open my eyes. I am in a tall, blue pine forest, the trees as tall as redwoods. The hulking pines go on for miles and miles, seemingly endless. The great branches of the trees shelter the ground, making it dark and humid under their great mass. Any other person would think that this forest was beautiful, they would think it was a good dream. But no, not me. This is a forest I know all too well.Creepypasta - Loop Sequence11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"No.." I murmur. "No no no no no... not again, not this again..." I start running through the forest frantically, praying that I can finally find the end of this forest and get away from them...
"Run all you want, you cannot escape..." One of them cackles, and I hear fast, thumping footsteps coming after me, long claws scratching on the ground as they run.
"You will never escape us... you can't hide from your punishment..." Another taunts, their voice like cracking bones. Another set of footsteps joins the first, even more heavy than the last.
I feel my feet growing heavy, and I l
Top Reasons Why Video Gamers Are Good PeopleTop Reasons Video Gamers Are Good PeopleTop Reasons Why Video Gamers Are Good People1 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
1: The Things We Don’t Do.
Lets look at the life of a gamer. We wake up, go to school, come home and play video games. I’ve heard it said that “Idle minds are the devils workshop”. What if we, gamers, didn’t have our video games to keep us occupied? We would most likely be out in the world doing what most non-gaming kids do in this modern age. We would be out loitering in some parking lot talking about our girlfriends or boyfriends and spending all our money on illegal drugs cause we’ve got nothing better to do. Or maybe we wouldn’t have access to anything illegal so we would run around town kicking mailboxes or throwing eggs at other peoples houses. Basically put, gaming is one of the safest hobbies one can have and although many parents might say “My child has no friends because he’s always on his Xbox”, you should know that if he doesn’t make friends at sch
First Time Eaten Part 2First Time Eaten Part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A month had passed since he had seen jasmine. for a month he had changed much. he grew claws, sharp enough to slice through metal, all of his teeth had sharpened to a point,his eyes were now slits and he was now 40 foot long. He had not forgotten about jasmine, but didnt want to go see see her, less she forgot who he is....he didnt look like the same naga that had met her..
I sat in my house all alone. It has been a month since I last saw Arlow. I hope he hasn't forgotten me. I went outside to get some fresh air, then went for a little stroll around the river.
He was going for a swim, when he noticed a human. "strange...humans dont usually dont come this far into the woods....shell serve very well for breakfast" as he stalked her carefully.
I turned to see the river, and saw a family of ducks swim by. Smiling at them, I gave them a piece of my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I remember when Arlow once got peanut butter stuck in his mouth.
He sniffed at the air and smelt a familar sce
Winters RestTo you,Winters Rest1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
in our eternity,
where days are memories,
as by time,
said in blissful sleep,
"you will see me again,"
With that smile,
like faded rose,
the radiance, has left my eyes,
leaving me, with time uncertain,
the snow and memories,
have come at last for me,
It asks us to endure,
blowing threw my tenderness,
but it was all the same,
It's warmth was winter's bane,
In this dreadful wind,
As by match it disappears,
and as with gentle touch,
My horizon lost,
and light deprived,
Standing on the brink,
where life is slowly drained,
Your light so beautiful,
No longer with a broken heart,
even when I'm gone,
You are close to me,
the rose remains, on the garden bed,
Of our lost time,
to our ties
and with mine,
only for a day,
near the hill,
sorrow comes to mind,
I have wishes,
but not today,
the hand is here,
this force takes the moment,
It beckons me, to slumb
Night in the Autumnal WoodNight in the Autumnal Wood2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slowly the sun is setting in the distance,
In the sky already the first stars are twinkling.
The river is shimmering like a silver band.
Peace invades the whole land.
Full and round the moon illumines the earth,
So that it will finally become night again.
But in the middle of the wood
There is a clearing fair
An elf is sitting under the trees
Lost in musing
I was sunk in better times.
Silent, timeless -
One with nature
Moonlight in the autumnal wood.
Leaves glisten softly,
Music strikes up
Beautiful like starlight.
The whisper of the worlds,
The glances of magic,
And the eternity of elves,
In dreams of dark ages.
In the shimmering moonlit night,
When the wind sleeps in the crowns,
I rise from the ground,
Wandering among the trees.
I feel by myself that never will
A human touch penetrate these grounds!
And the wood stands listening
To its own silence soundless.
And I lift my arms,
Looking up to the stars,
Like a lovely thought
Of moonlit loneliness.
I fell in lovethese eyes of mineI fell in love1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
have never seen
the sparkle of your eyes
the curve of your fingers;
it's as beautiful as small butterflies
these ears that claim
to have heard the sweetest music
gave your piano a listen -
you amazed my ears
you unearthed the true music
with your brazen, enchanting melody
yet these tender fingers -
could play so beautifully and it
giving meaning to gentle smiles,
and the thought of your laughter
echoing in many beautiful days to come
an echo that never returned.
my eyes, they watched,
my ears, they listened,
my fingers, they reached out -
and still I never knew
if it could be you and me.
before you I had not known
how quickly my lungs could breathe
to always be looking at a distance.
in happiness I found pain
and instead of being happy with you
I began to collect the broken shards of my heart
that had loved you, I will love you forever
a part of me will wait for you forever
Bootlegger Chapitre 10 FRBootlegger Chapitre 10 FR4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Marwin cherchait sans relâche une solution pour regagner l'immeuble en toute discrétion, sans avoir à se servir du véhicule dont il avait pulvérisé le rétro-viseur quelques instants plus tôt. Il avait beau faire fonctionner ses méninges du mieux que possible, un détail entravait toujours ses plans. Lui et les autres ne pourraient retourner à leurs appartements depuis qu'Elizabeth avait divulgué leurs adresses à la famille White, ils ne pouvaient pas non plus risquer de se rendre chez sa mère, Blanche Scarecrow, qui devait sans doute être en danger à l'heure qu'il est. Quoi qu'il en soit Gin insistait pour passer chez elle en premier, sa relation avec sa mère était restée étroite malgré les conflits qu'avait engendré sa relation tumultueuse avec son paternel. Gin semblait peu rancunier envers cette forme de trahison et se renforçait dans son idée que la jeune femme n'y
A Happy WorldHappiness,A Happy World1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is what I want to see.
Is what I want to read.
Sadness can go away,
And fade away into yesterday.
Depression can melt into history,
And the survivors can live peacefully.
Cutters can put down their knives,
And begin to heal their wounds.
The bullied can be left alone,
And begin to forget about those bullies that paid their dues.
The lonely can stop crying,
And find comfort with new friends.
The lost can find a way,
And make it through their life.
The world I want,
The world I need,
Is it really that far away,
Or is it right in front of me?
EducationEducation?Education3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
See that's what they call it.
But they teach us to do, not to think.
A genius doesn't answer every question perfectly,
A genius questions every answer given.
A system that judges success by the amount of bills you have,
Makes you work to the bone,
Cuts your soul in halves,
Make us seem like a bunch of clones?
Are we nothing more than machines?
Fill in the right answer, nothing more is accepted.
Thrown away if you can't follow instructions,
Is this in efforts in increase production?
Shall we drive the passion away from everything?
When everyone tries only to survive,
Shall we exist solely to die?
A system that completely determines your life.
Wasn't this system meant for us to thrive?
EscapingI got tired of running away,Escaping1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
of not defending myself.
I got tired of escaping reality,
of searching my happiness in you.
WorstThe worst you can doWorst1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
is break my heart.
Tell me that its over
and watch me fall apart.