And Tonight My Prayer Was XIIIAnd tonight my prayer was:And Tonight My Prayer Was XIII5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
You once asked me: "Why do you look to the ground when you walk?"
"So I can see where I am treading." I said. "Why do you look to the sky?" I, equally bemused.
With a smile you reply "So I can see where I'm going."
The Former And The LatterI want to have a child, who asks me what war was.The Former And The Latter5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Statement of ReasonSanity is the equal battle between logic and feelings, at which none becomes the victor. Insanity is the point at which one of the parties in the battle is beyond reproach.Statement of Reason5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The Way We Built Bridges"You waste too much time on your words." You once told me.The Way We Built Bridges5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
"No," I replied "you don't waste enough time on words. Words are a tool to you, not a treat. A pragmatic means of communicating, bargaining, exchanging vital snippets of information. Calm down. Stop speaking so fast. We're not fighting a war (not us, not here). You don't prune and select your language. You've forgotten how to roll it around on your tongue, or try it on for size. Revel in rolling Rs, or the sweetness of a string of vowels and consonants, arranged in such a way to create more beauty than you ever thought possible.
Language can be a delicacy to contrast your paltry recital of data. You should try it."
The Society and The IndividualI was born independent and the biggest mistake I ever made was falling into the arms of society. Free will has become an option, and that is where we have all lost ourselves. You can either choose to live, or avoid the things you will never know by experiencing things at your own discretion.The Society and The Individual5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
We are the creator of our own lives.
Nothing VictoriousI saw a new universe begin with a dream,Nothing Victorious5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there was no one else around to notice the difference;
The others, having followed pied pipers for years,
remained motionless, as they had been processed
and were now all plastic icons of Jesus, resting on pallets,
ready to be shipped to China.
They screamed, uttered "Mama," and sometimes
shouted obscenities at the Holy Father,
while in the distance, the occasional bleats of
black sheep told me to stop counting my
blessings and begin noticing the near future.
I looked and saw a white horse, and sitting on
its back was Nothing.
And Nothing told me about his plan:
Nothing will bring order, Nothing will erase our history,
Nothing will make us forget all we've done, and learned.
I climbed on the white horse, and I rode away
with Nothing, heading toward the sunset, where I,
along with Hatred, Bigotry, Greed, Pride, and so on,
perished with the final setting of the sun,
following to the east, the dawn of humanity.
100ThemesChallenge - LoveDespite what people may think, not all guys wants a stick thin barbie doll with a fake smile and dull eyes. I like girls who curve. Girls who when you put your arms around her, feel like they fit perfectly against your chest, not like you're hugging a stick. Homely girls. The ones that wear soft cotton shirts and sweaters, and have a warm smile and eyes you can get lost in. The ones that walk around with a smudge of flour or toothpaste or paint on their shirt all day because they haven't noticed or just don't care. The ones whose apple-vanilla smell you could recognise from across the room, but still never becomes mundane. The ones who, when you curl up with her, no matter where you may be, it feels like Home.100ThemesChallenge - Love5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
And Tonight My Prayer Was XIIAnd tonight my prayer was:And Tonight My Prayer Was XII5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I don't care who remembers what. Eventually everyone who remembers will be gone. And then everyone who remembers them will be gone.
And then, someday soon, a boy just like me will be born, on a planet just like this one, in a universe a thousand infinities away. And he will fall in love as I did, and he will hate as I did, and he'll fuck up the same as I did, and he'll open his eyes like a child, and he'll wish he was blind.
And then he will die. Once he's gone, people will remember only how he died; only say 'he was a nice lad' or 'he went out doing what he loved.'
And then they'll forget, and die.
And the people who remember them will forget, and die.
And then, someday soon, a boy just like me will be born, on a planet just like this one... And so it will be forever hereafter.
Summer of Lust-YaoiSummer of Lust-Yaoi4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Summer of Lust
By: Kaede Natsu Sakurano
Nole checked the calendar. Summer was just about over 2 weeks left. Then it hit Nole they hadn't done to the beach yet! Immediately, he called Daron at work. Daron was only saying he had this Sunday off. So Nole invited K'era, Trey, Jiro and Mikey to come along well, more like a gay man party
Nole smiled, "I can't wait! I'll wear my good trunks too! And I'll get the beach ball out too! Just the six of us guys!"
All the guys met at Daron's mansion first and got dressed; putting on sunblock. Trey put the visor on his sleek emo red-black hair. K'era put on his sun-reflecting contacts. Mikey also put a visor on his blonde hair and Jiro tied his brown hair back.
Nole giggled, "I shouldn't sunbathe too much I'm the tannest as it is!"
Daron smiled, "But your tan is awesome." Nole blushed from being complemented by Daron.
Mikey stood tall, "Alright lovebirds, lets GO!"
Just by walking on the beach, tons of fangirls turned and st
The Love Hates BackSo yes, that was the only reason I kissed you; to see if tendresse would do what anger could not.The Love Hates Back5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
We Are Prostitutes And JunkiesThe ribbon binding our cervical ribs togetherWe Are Prostitutes And Junkies5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is resolved fire and
quantum mechanics wrapped in beat-one-egg-until-fluffy.
Cut your teeth on my frightened way of life,
point fingers at the spiders in my closet,
I told you
together we could divide the universe by zero
and find the answer in the rubble.
But I was too delirious
to write down the name on my night-stand,
so I might have been wrong.
Forewarning was rolled off my shoulders
and picked up by the orphans
who wanted to have a life,
and yesterday I found
why I must listen.
are no more entrancing than my sighs, you said.
The sway of her fiending lusts
held no ground, you said.
But I told you poets never find
Strangers tell me I should eat more,
the world is not nearly as revolting as I write it;
I told you the sun would swallow us up one day
and you asked
what became of my opium laced assumptions.
In Arms of Sorrow - CHAPTER 4In Arms of Sorrow - CHAPTER 43 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I heard desperate high pitch squealing, followed by a burning pain all over my neck and arms. It felt like small dagger cuts, spreading poison under my skin. I could hear someone calling out for help, screaming, crying, begging. It was a female voice. My body was hurting like crazy, my limbs slowly went numb. I was petrified. I couldn't open my eyes, I couldn't tell what was going on. I was afraid Someone was fighting for their life not too far from me. Could it be Twelve? Or perhaps Glimmer? My body got heavier, I couldn't move myself. I tried to stand up, I tried to run.. nothing. The screams got louder and louder. Than I realised.. I needed to be saved aswell. The daggers piercing me have doubled, so did the pain. My skin was burning.
TRACKER JACKERS! My mind was screaming! Damn it! We got attacked by Tracker Jackers. A stung after another, their poison can be deadly and causes hallucinations.. Was I going to die like this? Killed by buggs?I violently opened my
Becoming InhumanI want to scream in colours.Becoming Inhuman5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My words would be painted in blood;
your blood to be exact.
Every vulgar, unfaithful ounce of it,
But you'd bleed for anyone.
You'd die for anyone
You knew this was sacred.
Bodies maimed and desecrated
But when I cut into the skin,
It was no suprise to find
Wires had replaced your veins.
Protect Me - Part 2 - Makorra~P~Protect Me - Part 2 - Makorra4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Protect Me - Part 2
"How long will she need to stay here for?"
"The rest of the week she could start hemorrhaging again... it's completely unpredictable. She can return to the Island after that, but I'd like her to be kept under close watch. We can't have this happen again next time, she won't be so lucky. Also, Tenzin, I must inform you that because of this, the birth will be even more difficult. It could have similar effects to the degree of this anything could happen, but we'll do our best."
"I understand. Thank you, Saiyu."
Korra awoke to two voices conversing somewhere in the room she was in, one of them a familiar, gruff voice and the other a hushed, whispering tone. She kept her eyes closed, a headache splitting through her head, and heard footfalls as one of the two left the room. She suddenly heard more footsteps, some further away, pacing, frantic, quick. Some more then as someone approached her.
"Oh, Korra," she heard the familiar voice say, and
Fangs in you, my Lover-YaoiFangs in you, my Lover-Yaoi4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Fangs in You; my Lover
By: Kaede Natsu Sakurano
It was close to midnight on a cold January evening. Kio sat on his window. It was about time to feed again yes, he was a vampire. But he never enjoyed drinking blood. He found it a disgusting habit, and never drank more than he needed to survive. But he was lonely in his huge mansion on the mountain hill. He lived alone, but he always wanted a lover. Kio loved sex like most men do. But he LOVED IT really. He raped just about everyone he sucked blood from. Even the men and children but it was time to get some blood, and of course time to have sex again.
Riley was on his merry way home. He finally had his groceries and was going to make some hearty stew. He was a happy clam.
As Kio walked down the street, he smelled it. Riley's happiness and kindness, mixed in with a hint of sadness and regret. This was going to be a piece of cake. He just needed Riley to get a bit drunk and that would be his week