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All That Is HolyA Mother who loves her Children, teaches them how to love Life.All That Is Holy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Father who loves his Children, teaches them how to live Life.
The Dreams of their Children drive them.
The Dreams of the Parent is for the Child's Dream to be fulfilled.
Putting their Child first, and not causing the Child Pain.
For this is what the Lord intended.
For this is all that is Holy.
All Hallows EveGhosts, goblins,All Hallows Eve3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Candy and cauldrons.
The hoot of owls,
Makes all dogs howl.
Mummies in tombs,
Witches on brooms.
Most spirits haunt,
During full moons.
Scary screams,
Of skeletons in dreams,
These are the things,
That turn my blood green.
Spells, spiders,
Potions and cider.
Watch where you tread,
For you might stand on the dead,
And wake them from their stony beds.
Trick or treat?
What will you eat,
On this day that the dead come alive?
This is All Hallows Eve.
There is this place There was once a place,There is this place4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
A girl and a boy,
Grass and sky,
Water and earth.
There was once a place,
A girl and a boy,
Trees and stones,
Ants and birds,
A perfect place;
Yet perfection isn't possible.
Through the looking glass,
So much ado about cosplaySo Much Ado About CosplaySo much ado about cosplay4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Foreword: Before anyone reads this, please bear in mind that this is purely based on personal opinion and that these are MY cosplay guidelines, and they do not necessarily apply to you. I may get a tad bitchy and offensive during this list and I only do that to make my point clear. I expect to be ridiculed for this list. I say come. And now the list. These are not so much guidelines as tips. These mainly apply to cosplaying in public or for a convention or for photos to be placed on the internet.
1) Coslaying should be fun. Don’t stress over the idiots who are just so frustrated with their lives that they h
PrideThere’s a way to free yourself, fickle child,Pride6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To give you that of which you dream, young one,
To pour out your soul and let it all go.
And all it’ll cost is a little (a lot of) pride.
There’s a way to release it, silly kid,
Just open your mouth and pour it all out.
It might be a bit painful, dear infant,
But all it’ll cost is a little (a lot of) pride.
There’s a way to free yourself, l’il moron,
A way to unclench your fears, small idjit,
To no longer hold onto cowardice,
And all it’ll cost is a little (a lot of) pride.
Peace is not such a high price to pay,
Power a fallacy in your head,
You
Dream AgainYou hold my handDream Again4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In my dreams,
But it's all new to me.
What are these feelings?
My head is reeling.
What does it mean?
I search for answers.
Nothing's coming.
Always running,
Chasing shadows
I thought I had it.
I'm in knee deep.
I wake up.
I've sunk too far.
You are not there.
I still don't know,
But I'm content.
I'll dream again tonight.
Called OutMy head's on my keyboard.Called Out4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My mind's half asleep.
I've been laying here all night,
Trying not to weep.
I don't know what I'm crying for.
I can't figure life out.
What am I waiting for?
What's with this doubt?
Dazing, I doze.
This twilight mode of dancing shades
Somehow comforts me.
Then my phone rings.
Startled I wake.
My hand gropes for my cell.
Half in and half out
This sleep I try to dispel.
Groggy and tired,
My lips try to form words,
But nothing comes out.
I remain unheard.
My mouth opens and closes,
But no sounds resound.
Then my throat gurgles and bubbles,
And I lay my tongue down.
"Hello," I croak into the recei
Dancing Against the Seven Destinies 10Dancing Against the Seven Destinies 108 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Don't freak out don't freak out don't freak out…
Taking heed to the panicked mantra continually played in her head, Katlyn schooled her face to show only curiosity rather than the dread she felt at the Turks potentially already finding her out as she asked, "Yes?"
As the future leader of the Turks adjusted the cuffs of his sleeves, Tseng responded, "May I have a moment of your time? I just want to ask a few questions."
THAT doesn't sound good. "Sure, I guess. What did you want to know?" Katlyn replied, shrugging her shoulders. She once again sent a word of thanks to Minerva's assistants for forcing her to go through all those acti
DenialDenial6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I see you, as you approach me.
What’s this… what’s this?
A flutter of fleeting wings… within me?
Is this how the phrase “butterflies” was coined?
…Preposterous! I feel NO such things!
A mere moment of queasiness!
It must be my lunch… settling within me wrong!
And then you open your mouth.
What’s this… what’s this?
My eyes, how do they stray not from your face?
Why do I have this sudden urge…?
…No, no! I cannot think such IMMORAL things!
Something possesses me to do so… that’s right!
Some stronger, divine being must be toying with my mind!
Words flow out.
Mistle toe K-I-S-S?Mistle toe K-I-S-S?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The smell of wine surrounded the room. The fire warmed the room so slowly. The two lovers snuggled next two each other in it's warm embrace. The woman stole kisses from the man. The man stole them right back. He twirled her long hair in his fingers. She laughed lightly to herself. The christmas lights shined on their faces. "Are you sure you're ready?" he whispered in her ear. She put the mistle toe on them. "As ready as i ever will be." He kissed her neck sweetly then bit in with his fangs. The blood dripped into his mouth. The girl sighed in delight. The bite was what she needed...what she loved! The mistle toe hung a few inches above their
Ten Commandments of CosplayThe 10 Commandments of CosplayTen Commandments of Cosplay2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I-Thou shall be clean:
In this sence that you must make sure to Bathe at least once a day and if not able to do so for even that, deoderant is a super close second to coat yourself with. Coating yourself with cheap body spray/cologne just doesnt help, rather it makes it worse.
II-Thou shall not be a Creeper:
No heavy breathing behind a cute cosplayer, no following the Voice Guest to their hotel room to seal their pizza box (so you can claim that you have Johnny Bosh's pizza box), be mindful of personal space, leave the lude sexual comments at home, and when a person says to leave them alone....just leave the
RootedThe wind blowsRooted4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I just bend.
Rip my petals off,
But I'm still standing
In the end.
Thunder roars,
Lightning crackles,
I am beat down
By the rain
In my shackles.
See me open.
See me close.
I'm dressed in beauty,
But don't be deceived,
I've the thorns of a rose.
Stomp and pull,
You think I'm dead and done
But i'm still standing.
Just watch me laugh
As you have your fun.
The wind blows
But I just bend.
Rip my petals off,
But I'm still standing
In the end.
ForkYou can go left,Fork4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or you can go right,
But you decide
To stay one more night.
And in that night
You see a vision from above
Of shooting stars
And God's love.
But then
Your flame goes out.
No more light
In this dark night.
It was your choice to make.
Now day breaks.
A fork in the road
Is now your delay.
Two different paths,
Two different ways.
Try for the top
Or the grass in the plains.
It's your choice to make.
Which do you choose?
The sky
Or the ground?
Climbing up to the top?
Or keeping stable ground.
One last look
Back to the birdge,
Can't turn around,
Can't burn it down.
It's your choice to make.
Two differen
My TurnI am strong,My Turn4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't get me wrong.
My back is straight.
I am not fake.
This face you see
As you look at me
Is one and true.
What about you?
Can you say that same?
Can you survive this game?
I didn't expect it.
My reality rejects it.
This crushing blow
Was aimed so low.
But still I stand,
A fist as a hand.
Round one is over.
You blew your cover.
Now I know
The way you flow.
A shark shows off his teeth,
But I've got a knife underneath.
I never saw you coming,
But now I see you running.
Round two begins.
How's it gonna end?
It was your game to make,
Now it's my turn to break.
How I Spend My WeekendsCosplay: The art of making and wearing a costume based on the design of a character form an anime, manga, video game, cartoon or the like and wearing them to conventions, photoshoots or personal reasons.How I Spend My Weekends5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Cosplayer: A person who practices the art of making and wearing a costume based on the design of a character form an anime, manga, video game, cartoon or the like and wearing them to conventions, photoshoots or personal reasons.
My friends, I am a cosplayer. I make costumes. Many of my besterest friends make costumes. I cosplay. Now although it is my favoritest hobby of mine, and I am a proud, proud person for it, it also causes me some tro
Let's make the whole world listenLet's make the whole world listen9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let's take these feelings and make them substance. Give them a name and a life, removed from ourselves.
Let's create something that will make you sad just by looking at it, because loneliness hurts best when it's shared.
Let's call it art, and hope for something more.
But let's do it somewhere else, it's so fucking quiet here.
Every soul....Every soul is on a journeyEvery soul....2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every life a work of art
Each one of us is special
Heaven gave us all a heart
Every soul is on a journey
We touch everyone we've known
And that's what really matters
Because there's nothing else we own
Every soul is on a journey
We're all aiming for the sun
Searching for fulfillment
It's the same for everyone
Every soul is on a journey
Some flying in the sky
Others yet have fallen
And feel like they could die
Every soul is on a journey
Some peace and joy have found
And yet for many others
Falling tears the only sound
Every soul is on a journey
And every step it is a lesson
Treat others as you w
Our ArtPeople ask us why we do these thingsOur Art2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
We simply have to respond
What our art brings
Our utensil is our magic wand
It is how we express
Our feelings in such ways
Our creativity cannot be repressed
And it is not a phase
We wont grow out of it
We wont change our minds
Our art may get a lot of shit
It isn't for people of all kinds
It is what it will always be
And we will not change
Our art is our own creativity
No matter how different, odd, or strange
Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. prologWreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. prolog7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was opening day for Make Er' Spin game. On the inside, the characters could feel life flooding into them, and for the first time feel the world. Their programing initialized, their memory synced into the console, and their system lighting up.
The casino girls opened their eyes, and let the flowing boas around their necks flow over their body. Some had begun to serve drinks, others were dancing for the virtual men, and still others were asking men to place their bets.
Finally the last girl animated. Her blue eyes fluttering open and immediately she flung her yellow hair over her shoulder, then let the red dress she was wearing swaying ab
Omega YautjaOmega Yautja2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Overview: Omega Yautja
Homeworld: Yautja Prime
Height: 8'2" to 10'6"
Weight: 350+ lbs.
History
The Omega Yautja have been around for thousands of years, but the project started out slowly. The first Omega Yautja acted as vanguards for Yautja royalty and as a special defense against Bad Bloods and the Super Predators Clans. Eventually the need for a large amount of Omega Yautja arose during a civil war on Yautja Prime between the Yautja known as the "Killers" and other clans. The Omega Yautja turned the tide of the war and the Killers were exiled. Since the war ended, high born male Yautja are often chosen to become Omega Yautja as a prec
Descansar en pazCierro los ojos y me sumerjo en el profundo mar de las oscuridades.Descansar en paz1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Donde me siento en paz, encuentro esos rayos de luz que me penetran.
Inundando de amor mi corazón, haciendo de mi vida algo distinta, real.
Sensaciones que no son iguales a las vividas, algo distinto, profundo.
No es fácil manejar el amor, te da tanto pero también te hace daño,
si no lo sabes dar con la suficiente honestidad como para que cure.
Puedes causar heridas tan profundas, tan dolorosas, incluso más,
que el dolor producido por el odio, el engaño o la traición sean diminutos.
Los sueños parecen tan distintos a lo que es
Soullessness: Part 1Soullessness: Part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Four months ago.
Cyrus found it silly, really, that two children had the audacity to break into his base like this. Who did they think they were, G-men? Foolhardy, clumsy police officers? The heroes in those frivolous fairy tales he was told as a child, out to "save the world?" Their brazenness was ridiculous. If Cyrus cared even a speck for their failed attempt to overthrow his mighty organization, he would have laughed. But he hadn't laughed for twenty years, so why should he laugh now—and over something so incredibly thick that a laugh would not have even been warranted, much less worth one? Cyrus merely and offhandedly wrote off the
OC question meme(one night in an unknown location, Kriipz, Jeff, Ollie, MD, and Blaise awoke, locked up in a room.)OC question meme4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Kriipz: Where am I?
Jeff: Uh, I'm not sure, last thing I remember is a sharp pain on my head.
Ollie: and then everything went dark right?
Jeff: yeah, wait who are you?
Ollie: Names 31770, but ya can call me Ollie!
Blaise: Uh, hey I'm Blaise, but this little guy's still out.
MD: *still unconscious*
Jeff: Well I'm Jeff, and the little rat behind me is Kriipz.
Kriipz: I'M NOT A RAT, I'M A SCRABBIT!
Jeff: like anyone cares...
Blaise: (whispers to Ollie) What's a scrabbit?
Ollie: :shrug:
Mysterious Voice: How old are you?
Jeff: What th
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