Why Capitalists Hate MarijuanaWhy is marijuana illegal?Why Capitalists Hate Marijuana7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Why are all drugs illegal, for that matter?
One reason, one big reason, is that habitual drug users, on the whole, live outside mainstream society. They don't work nine to five, they don't pay large taxes, they don't buy multiple cars or make large investments. They don't put their copious amounts of money back into the economy, so that the richer can become richer and maintain their capitalist stronghold on American democracy.
Yet, yes, while this is actually a commendable quality, there are good reasons why hard drugs are illegal. Someone needs to tell you that these are harmful to you and harmful to others. They kill, and seeing as our strongest instinct remains survival, it makes sense for there to be rules, regulations, laws surrounding them.
But, dear drug users! To have this rare quality of being outside the system, putting your money into ventures that do not support capitalist gain can be attained alternatively, consciously! The money you spend to fue
Des del InfiernoNo hace falta que sigáis buscando, me habéis encontrado. Yo soy el Diablo, un ángel caído, uno de los muchos millones de seres alados que se encuentran al lado derecho de Dios, solamente que, yo no estoy allí arriba.Des del Infierno7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Como cualquier otro ángel, os vigilo, sois mis protegidos, a quien debo cuidar, defender y evitar, a toda costa, dejaros caer a manos del Altísimo, pues, si jamás se apoderase de vuestra alma, os perdería para siempre, os dejaríais seducir por el encanto de su tierra prometida y, un velo de seda fina enturbiaría vuestros ojos hasta mostraros lo que Dios quiere que veáis, la perfección dentro de la intolerancia, el amor dentro del odio.
Os presento mi plan de vida, pues, solo a mi lado veréis la verdad de la vida, la oscuridad dentro de la luz, el dolor dentro de la felicidad.
Los seres humanos sois débiles y fáciles de usar como a esclavos, sino, miraos, todos siguiendo como un rebaño de o
EnigmaI speak in riddlesEnigma9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You speak in rhymes
You're always playing
And I have no time
You sing me sorrow
I sing you pain
You're always crying
While I walk in the rain
I sing of the present
You sing of the past
You say try again
I say it won't last
You count every minute
I count till the end
I close my eyes
You try to mend
You miss me dearly
I don't think of you
I pretend to listen
You like to talk
You like to hold me
I feign comfort in your arms
You are the hero
I am the villain
I am not home
You wonder why
You sit and wait
I only sigh
You are too good
You're a great friend
I am so wrong for you
I'm just a trend
When will you listen?
When will you see?
That I'll never need you
And you'll never need me?
Apollo94 AT- Chris's PrankChris's Prank: The Revenge of the KitApollo94 AT- Chris's Prank5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Rate: T teen
It has been a whole week so far since Apollo, nickname Ky the kitsune had pulled a prank on Chris the kitsune. Ky had used one of his homemade grenades to put an Age regression power on Chris. Chris was now nothing more then a feral kit. Ky was kind enough to give him a speech necklace so he could talk, but Chris can never get a chance to speak when Ky keeps putting a pacifier in his mouth. He also tied a bib and bonnet on him to make Chris fell even more like a baby. As for his potty training, it was gone as well. Ky at first let him go on news paper like a puppy, but now he started to diaper him with special fitting feral diapers he made. The only thing that Chris was thankful from him is that hes watching over him. But Chris waited till he could plot his revenge prank on him. But soon he couldnt wait for that anymore and he wants revenge for it now.
It was afternoon in Kys house. Ky just finished
pika...chu?11/5/08pika...chu?7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Mike dropped down onto his sofa after a long hard day at school bored he turned on the t.v and got up again and head into the kitchen.
Walking up to the fridge he noticed a letter on the table it was off of his dad he picked up the letter and read it.
"Mike gone out bingo be back at 8 cya"
He stopped reading he didn't need to know the rest just that his dad would be back at 8 so he could watch his guilty pleasure. He opened the fridge coke,whipped cream,ham,cheese and some berries were it's contents he took out the berries closed the fridge and head back into the living room and flopped down on his chair. He picked up the remote and put on his favourite show Pokemon.
He started eating the berries as the theme tune started as hewas eating he felt the strangest thing at he feet he took of his shoes and sock and put his feet up. He noticed something wrong with his feet the weren't useually yellow and furry. he freaked out and jumped out of his chair and took off his sch
Woxie TF-TG Tails230Story: Woxie TG/TF Tails230Woxie TF-TG Tails2308 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Rate: M (For mature audience)
"Pant pant" I said walking down the street. "Gym class is pushing me too much. I'm so exhausted." I finished. I walked down the street of Deviantart until I saw my friend Sabe's house. "My house is seven blocks more and I can't move anymore. Maybe he'll let me rest and give me some water. I'm thirsty." I said walking to his house. I knocked on the door. Then a fox woman opened the door.
"Hello?" She said.
"Oh I'm sorry" I told her. "I thought this was Sabe's house." I ended. She opened the door wide.
"He's not home now, but come in while you wait." She said. I thank her and walked in. After, I laid down on her couch exhausted. "Need anything?" she asked. I told her just some water. She went to her kitchen and got a cup of water. I gulped it down and gasp with refreshment.
"Thank you." I said looking closely at her. She was a pretty young fox girl. But she looks like a wolf also. Is she a mix of a fox and wolf? Anot
Losing Your MindIt's cold, and a slight sense of amnesia throbs the veins.Losing Your Mind10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hazel trees are tortured.
He pens blood into a remarkable display
on the burnt parchment,
then sends it off to an abstract dream lurking in Baltimore.
Lonely hours dance their finest.
Missing Monday because the clouds are still watching
their Sunday night film.
It's blurry, but they don't mind.
(Charlie's a good actor.)
Palm exposed; ashes stir.
Revolutions come and go, and he finds
easy conversation in the aqua strawberries.
They lay cool upon the rocks. [suave]
A visitor knocks.
The downtempo beat staggers a bit more slower.
Drunken jazz but it's paradise.
What's there to wonder in Wonderland?
Charming DaysCharmander TF Request.Charming Days3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Man, shouldn't we be heading back?" Said a worried Travis, looking at the sunset over the mountains.
"We have another hour out here, we'll be fine!" Replied a more confident Ryan.
Ryan, a young explorer along with his friend Travis were wandering around the massive woods by their house. Both of them had known each other for a while as well. The reason why they're in the woods is because they are looking for a strange creature that comes out around the evening hours. If they saw it, they would become famous.
However, Travis was a bit skeptical about it. They've been searching for about four hours now and have found nothing but a few squirrels and deer. Ryan on the other hand believed they will see it soon.
"Man, I'm done. Let's come back to my place, man. I got that new game." Travis said, facing the direction towards home.
"You go ahead, bro. I'm still going to be looking for this thing." Ryan replied, walking off into the woods while Travis headed back.
they made us read kafkathey made us read kafka11 years ago in Other More Like This
they made us read kafka
without preamble or warning
or so much as a breath in the direction of a foreward
no anatomy of a cockroach
they made us read kafka
and in my final essay, I swore that he was a crazy nut
who slept outside in a cardboard box
underneath the 110 freeway
in downtown Los Angeles with the rest of his
who turned men into insects
and arrested innocents.
they made us read kafka
and wrestle with his unfinished stories,
graduated, resigned, bitter
we left kafka and all that behind
with the half-assed essays of high school honors english
Life Well-litLife Well-lit11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the small things have meaning.
And the huge things have shape.
I am the screaming truth of a bare 100-watt bulb.
Swinging in a concrete room.
Casting judgment in ever corner.
Nothing is safe.
I am the subtle yearning of candlelight.
I am constant yet ever changing.
I am ever consuming.
You find definition in shadow.
Safety in shade.
Sanctity in shape.
Truth in evolution.
I am the creeping lie of bar lighting.
Accentuating the poison.
Ruling out abject obstructions.
Flights of fancy now boarding.
Please show your passes at the gate.
I am bright yellows and tame oranges.
I am strip club red and dance club black.
I bounce off of gutter glitter and gold sequined halter-tops.
I sparkle and fade.
Iguana teethIguana teethIguana teeth6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
(girl into anthro lizard)
Hanah bobbed her head back and forth in time with her music, enjoying the beat immensely. Her bus was a rather comical scene, all the other kids were half asleep having just arisen from their beds, but there she was thrashing with the wild beat of her I pod.
Hanah was young, just recently 15 years old. She had blond hair with crazy green highlights. Her eyes were hazel with an odd tint of purple, the doctors never could explain that strange flaw. But it only added to her peculiar beauty, and other than that, she was born normally. She was always a vibrant young girl, and didnt hesitate to express herself any way that she pleased.
Hanah had gotten the highlights as a birthday gift from her mom who currently run a beauty salon at the mall. She was complaining that one of her best customers had just disappeared.
But Hanah didnt think much of that. Claire had been kind of a jerk, and Hanah was glad she was gone. Hanah was mo
A Flygon's TaleA Flygon's TaleA Flygon's Tale7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author's Note: This one came out of nowhere after finishing a previous story. I had never done a story on this character before, but I'll do my best to impress. Also, I will be using a slightly different version of this character so that it makes a little more sense, so I don't want to hear that I used it inappropriately. Enjoy!
I've never been one to believe in miracles. I believe that there is a perfectly reasonable answer for everything that goes on. For every action, there is a reason for every last one. But after what happened to me, I've completely changed my outlook on miracles. It turns out that Fate was looking out for me when I met...
...but that would be telling. I don't have to rush this. I have all the time in the world now, so I might as well start from the beginning. Let me spin you an amazing yarn about the time my life changed forever...
Back then, I was just a nobody living in a two-bit apartment in the bad end of Willmar, Minnesota.
- K I L L M E -- K I L L M E -10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Please kill me
Kill me now
Please take away my pain
Just do it please
I don't care how
I'm the one to blame
I can't even
I'm living a life of shame
Please end this hurt inside
Like cancer through my veins
Please kill me
Kill me now
Please take away my pain
That you ever met me
Please forget my name
Don't waste your time
You know isn't even sane
Please kill me
Kill me now
Please take away my pain
Just close this book
And let me go
So you can smile again
Takeo's PajamasTakeo's Pajamas-TG/AR/TF storyTakeo's Pajamas4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Contains: Age regression, Gender-change, Mental rewrite
The streetlight turned red and the arrow signal appeared, signaling the time for safe crossing. Tanya Richmond brushed a lock of long hair from her face as she removed the ear buds from her small ears and pocketed her portable player into the book bag that hung at her side, hefting her book bag and crossing to the other side. The tall limber girl crossed with long strides, a sway in her hips as she walked calmly to the other side of the street and reached for her ear buds yet again and resumed the song she paused before she crossed. She sighed contentedly as the music lifted her mind away from the stress factory that was known as High School. The book bag filled with textbooks thicker than her wiry but firm arm grounded her to reality and faintly reminded her of the studying she is to do this weekend in order to prepare for her final exams, but for now
for the girl with kind eyes and a fiery laugh.this is a poem forfor the girl with kind eyes and a fiery laugh.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the girl with
an ever pounding heart.
i know what that boy
did to you
and i wish i could take it all
away; the fact that you still
makes my soul jump, because
you are the kind of person
people write about
in the best kind of
way. you have a fire in your
voice, and i hope that you never let anyone
take that away.
you were the first friend i
made without even
knowing it. one minute you were a
pretty face and now you are
the pretty heart that
i love, and i love
The OrchardThe orchardThe Orchard6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
By the shadow demon
(Woman into tree)
For as long Cindy could remember, the Smiths next door had been incredibly successful with there orchard for a very long time. Cindy took over her parents orchard farm when she turned 18, now 25 with shoulder length brown hair, green eyes with face that was carved by angels and a body figure to make a blind man notice and yet, with or without her beauty she couldnt be as successful as the Smiths.
How the hell are they doing it? Cindy asks her self as look out her window that looked out to her neighbours farm. They must have something helping them, man I need to know as she more and more looks on to the Smiths farm the more her curiosity grew, soon she couldnt take it and just had to find out one way or another. Cindy waited until all the lights were off in the Smiths house until she made her over. Making her way down the Smiths driveway and past there darkened house, Cindy made her w
TGed ARDave was in his room at the rehab center. he'd already been there 4 times, for alcohol twice, coke, and now heroin for the third time. it didn't help that he was only 21. as he sat in his room, he looked out the window and saw a shooting star, wishing for a second chance, for a new lifeTGed AR6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
immediately after he made his wish, the start seemed briter as there was a powersurge and a blackout. when power returned a second later, he began to feel odd, almost high, but not on heroin, but coke. and he had't done coke since high school. he looked at his reflection as saw that he was indeed 17 once again, the trackmarks on his arms from heroin at 19 and 21 gone. since it was after lights out and he was considered a flight risk, he was locked in his room, but he didn't mind. it meant a night of peace, of no questions. as he walked toward the bed, he felt odd once again, feeling truly suober and clean for the first time in years, a feeling he hadn't had since his freshman year of high school. he rea
Sibling Swap - TG"Are you sure you know where you're going, sis?" whispered Josh, casting a fearful look across his shoulder. The branches had already closed over the path they had been walking, thick grasses covering whatever footsteps they might have left. He tried to remember whether they had been there before, swallowing hard and letting the subject drop after a few seconds.Sibling Swap - TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I always know where I'm going," Jane announced, her self-confidence never faltering for a moment. Josh had always envied that about her, the way she could stride through the roughest areas with her head held high, breasts thrust straight against the fabric as if she didn't care what sort of man knew she was a girl, so long as they knew enough to leave her alone. He knew she trained enough to get away with it; the one time he had tried it, she had to rescue him from a beating. He shivered again at the memory.
"Josh?" she snapped, waving her hand in front of his face. He blushed, jerking to a halt as his foot slid beneath a tree
Genetech: The Seeds of DoomGenetech: The Seeds of DoomGenetech: The Seeds of Doom6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
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"Can I interest you in one of our unusual pets, sir?"
Aldous grinned at the saleslady, breathing the warm animal scents of the store. "No need for the 'sir'. And actually, I'm here to look for work. I don't have a lot of money." He'd graduated without a good offer, but he'd find something soon enough.
She looked unperturbed. "No problem. Why not check out what we sell while you're at it?" The clerk led Aldous past racks of cages, past kittens and a parrot that squawked, "Magnetic containment tokamak!" Aldous got distracted by a ferret that peeked out from a plastic tube and squeaked at him.
"A good choice," the clerk said. "Some people mind the musk, but we've toned it down."
Aldous blinked, his attention drawn from the bright beady eyes. "You had the glands and everything removed?"
"Genetically tweaked," she said. "This store is a subsidiary of Genetech."
"You sell biotech pets?" Aldous looked around the store again, now noticing unusual colors, exot
Motivation tgThomas walked up to the door. He hated moving and meeting new people, and his family just moved into a new town. The house he was at belongs to a person named Tio, who was supposedly the closet in age to Thomas, and home often. Thomas reaches up, and knocks on the door.Motivation tg5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Tio was busy playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl against Phoenix. They decided awhile ago to just pick random, and strangely, both got their best characters. The current match had been going for five minutes, with the computers dying in the three minute mark. Both had 3 of their 5 lives left, and not a lot of damage. "I think I will win," laugh Tio, about to get the smash ball. Phoenix uses Zelda's side b move, and gets the Final Smash. Tio's character lands, gets hit by the light arrow, and gets K.O.'ed. Just when Tio was going to attack, a knock could be heard from the door. Tio's mom shouts, "Tio, honey, can you get the door. I am busy." Tio sighs, pause the game, and answers the door. Phoenix just shouts at Tio to hurry
A PowerPLUMP Story 2Bloated rubbed her eye's. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her surroundings, from the clouds in the sky, down to the grass and dirt, were all food, candy to be exact. The clouds were candy floss, and the grass was sugar tape. She drooled, and started her gorge fest. She slurped up a piece of the road like it was spaghetti. It wasn't a large area of tarmac, but it was as tasty as taffy. She ate a few marshmallow post boxes, and waddled along on her destructive gluttony. Every bit increased the size of her already large girth. She ate the grass faster then a hyper sheep and drank entire pools of coca-cola and ate gingerbread houses. Soon, she realised something. In her mass of feasting, she hadn't noticed a severe problem. It wasn't that her dress had long since disintegrated under the pressure of the expanding body. Her only clothes left was her underwear, barely holding on for dear life and (candy) public decency. It was that she had eaten so much, not even her super strengthA PowerPLUMP Story 29 years ago in Humor More Like This
AntrozousThe bell on the door jangled as it swung open. Brand stepped inside and looked around. The grey clouds filtered the light, which made dim shafts filled with dust specks. He looked around, then back outside through the window. Mat stood outside the window, there to verify if he really went inside. Some kid, Desmond, had walked in here a few months before. He'd come to school with wild tales of magic and childish bull-crap to the point that he'd been largely ostracized by his friends. No one would have cared if he hadn't disappeared without a trace.Antrozous7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Some people had heard he'd gone to Europe as an exchange student, others said that he'd moved to some other school, or that he was being home-schooled. The theories abounded and most people accepted the simple explainations, but the one that had captured Brand's group of friends (though no one else) stemmed from the odd ramblings of magic, that something h