AnonymousAnonymous3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the face in the shadows,
which no one ever sees.
I create the world's tomorrows,
but use no tongue to speak.
I'm in the minds of humankind,
to see all their desires.
My deeds to everyone are blind,
of this I'll never tire.
I am justice.
I am god.
I am you.
We are Anonymous.
Anti ACTAAsphyxiate the cries for human rights.Anti ACTA3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cure disease with no medicine.
Throw water on the torch of knowledge.
Athena silently weeps.
please read this and this is why ACTA was madeheres the reason why ACTA was madeplease read this and this is why ACTA was made3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
well Japan got really really really mad at people who take pictures from their animes. Recolor them with their shit. then posting the shit on websites.
so japan got sick and tired of it and this ACTA shit happened.
and also you know disney and all of the other moive companys
well they support it.
ya know why?
because people recolor their pictures steal scenes, and their music and so on and so forth.
Patriot Act NDAASelf - perpetuation - of the starvation - of ones' mind.Patriot Act NDAA3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mute - invitation of - totalitarian subjects,
See yourself as the suspect.
Conform. Advertise your submission,
Consume. The remains of perception,
Subdue. Subtle urge to disobey.
Submit...and lay your corpse on display.
Views - disintegration - the infiltration of obedience.
Welcome - annihilation - to play possum
At the sight of the vultures.
Control. Yourself so they don't have to,
Concede. To views presented to you,
Agree. With them before they make you.
You're free. You're free within your bars.
Don't move, their eyes might take notice.
Don't speak, if it's not part of your codex.
Political Tyrannosaurus Rex.
A Letter to All Senators Regarding CISPADear Senator (Insert your name here),A Letter to All Senators Regarding CISPA3 years ago in Letters More Like This
I've realized that CISPA or the Cyber Intelligence Sharing and Protection Act will do more harm to American citizens as well has American government than it may suggest. Instead of protecting Americans from cyber-security threats as it has suggested, it would instead force websites that your voters as well as millions of Americans use to hand over their personal information and read their emails causing very serious privacy issues. CISPA has also used extremely vague terms in order for corporations to hunt down internet users and accuse them for copyright infringement without a trial and jury. There as been only a very small speck of oversight being shown in this bill and there have also been major technological supports that were against SOPA and PIPA such as Facebook, Google and Microsoft, believing that they can actually benefit from CISPA's passing, because they think that CISPA isn't half as bad as SOPA. This is a deception. CISPA is a million
deviantART, Do you support it? Let's think for a moment. Would you want your government to take your personal information without your knowledge? I definitely wouldn't want that. But there are some people who support that notion. The bill CISPA (Cyber Intelligence Sharing and Protection Act) would allow the government to do that very thing. Not fair, right? I would not support this bill even if I was paid a million bucks. But that may not be true for you guys though. Who knows maybe after you finish this essay you would actually support the bill, but maybe not. As I go through this essay I will explain my reasons for why I disagree with CISPA, along with examples/evidence. I will also be giving the view of the people who agree with CISPA. You probably would be thinking. "Wait a second, who would agree with CISPA?" Well you'll find that out around the end of this essay. So now moving onto the essay!deviantART, Do you support it?3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
My first iss
Stand UpBottle my heart,Stand Up3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Use it as ink.
Don't push me over the edge,
I'll drag you off the brink.
And I'm loud,
And got plenty to say.
I'll keep shouting,
Till you listen,
I'm through running away!
They say they're dominant,
We are the people of humanity.
This world's lost,
Caught up in the jaws of insanity.
The snake might be big,
But we can still fight.
Sparks keep on flying,
So it's time to ignite!
The young are strong,
The old have a voice.
Lets remind them all,
That this is still OUR choice!
Buy you'll never take me,
I will keep on fighting,
My will to survive.
Worse than I've ever seen,
Do they really understand,
What our rights even mean?
And tell me the truth,
About the NDAA.
Shouldn't everyone get their rights,
In the USA?
WE were built on freedom,
All we care about is power.
Those on high,
By the HOUR!
Those on the bottom,
Made out of skin and BONE.
Not a job in sight,
So a shelter's
Tali and Shepard's Citadel Date Part 3 Tali And Shepard's Citadel Date Part 3Tali and Shepard's Citadel Date Part 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It is a slow news day" stated Khalisah Bint Sinan Al-Jilani with a sigh as she sat at her desk and began to look at her news headlines for the day.
Dumbest person on the Citadel: Turian Councilor?
'Biotic God' flock grows on lower Citadel
Elcor's rendition of Hamlet renewed for another year
The Reaper war was big news but that was something that the Alliance News Network had covered. Besides it wasn't the news that she liked to report since it was so repetitive and annoying. She wanted stories that would cause a scandal, anger people, and that could win her awards
But the most wanted stories were the ones revolved around that bastard Commander Shepard.
She wanted stories that would
Luna's Best Night Ever 10 Part 2Silver Verve stared at Celestia, eyes wide. The princess returned her gave to the gardens and sighed. He looked down at the floor, the gears in his head whirling. He stood up slowly, shaking his head.Luna's Best Night Ever 10 Part 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I... I don't believe it. So Luna is... was... Nightmare Moon?"
"Some small part of her was transformed by Discord, as damaged and fragmented as the moon was by the time he was done with it. And while my magic could pull together the pieces of the moon and bind them together once more, there was nothing I could do for my sister. By the time I realized that the Elements of Harmony were the key to mending her broken mind, she had already been consumed."
The colt shuddered slightly as he pictured Luna, wrapped in a veil of shadows and transforming the landscape into a twisted nightmare realm.
"So what are you going to do, princess?"
Celestia's lips curved into a wry smile. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she turned to face Silver, smiling broadly.
"Do? I've already done it. I
The Girl Who Has EverythingAnd she really isThe Girl Who Has Everything4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Quite the beautiful girl.
Quite the talented poet.
Quite the genius artist.
How can she feel bad about herself?
How can she want to be someone else,
When every time I read her poem,
See her picture,
Hear her voice,
I know I'd give anything to be like her?
What can I say to the girl
Who's scared of herself?
She's not afraid that she can't do it.
She's afraid that she can
Better than anyone else could even dream to.
What this all comes down to
Is that she's scared
Of scaring us.
Will Not Back DownI am not weakWill Not Back Down2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I say to myself
I know this
I am stronger than many take me for
I have been beaten to the ground
But I'm far more resilient than most make me sound
I have been violated
Yet I keep myself from being jaded
I have been hurt
I still have the scars from when they cut through my shirt
I fight back my nightmares
I know it wasn't my fault
But it's sometimes difficult
to trust others as result
Yet I pull through
I may not tell you
But there are ways to cope
The pain will eventually go away
And I will keep hoping for that day
I will not hold a grudge
I will not budge
And I will help others prevent
Many will bash me
throw me to the ground
But I'll always get up
and never back down
LiarLies like towersLiar4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blocks stacked one by one-
Higher and higher-
Master architect locked inside.
Beating unforgiving bricks with bloody fists.
Trapped by walls she built so well,
Lies that bite
Lies that grow
Lies with their own pounding hearts,
Dark blood, smirking eyes, animal instinct
Lies more physical
More real than I am.
Lies that live.
Lies like quicksilver
Fluid words and liquid lines
Lies that drip from my lips
Like metallic lifeblood.
Lies that sing.
Lies of beauty.
Silken words and swirling melodies
Elegant sirens tricking sailors into joining the dance.
And my old addiction to their perpetual song.
Lies I need.
Lies I live.
Lies I love.
GiantOnce a long time ago there was a man. This man was very tall and he lived by himself in the woods. In a regular shack, with a regular stove. A regular door, a regular everything. He had never seen another person, and he thought he was alone in the world. He had his fun, running in the woods, playing with animals, climbing the tallest of trees. Until one day he heard a knock at his door. *knock knock* "Hello?" He said in his deep raspy, underused voice. "Who's there?" He was slightly afraid. He went to the door, not really knowing what to say, what to do. How do you react to the first time you've seen another human? He crept to the door and opened it. Standing there before him, just before his eyes, was nothing. There was nothing there. Confused he assumed it was a branch or something. So he closed the door. But just before he heard the ever-so familiar sound of the wood scraping, he heard something he had never heard. "Hey wait!" His eyes were huge, he was fascinated. He swung his headGiant5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
KeywordsDearest NSA Analyst,Keywords1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
How and why you came to this, hunched in warm gang of wires, listening over the lip of your vile
coffee and staling pretzels you found vending from dogmatic and monotone architects that
salute the elevators in the second floor lobby, all for the terrible rustle of purpose, the digressive
labor of spark-eyed confederates conspiring to alter the paradigm, I do not wonder. I fear only
for what you’ll find in my ignorant missives and self-pitying dialogs, my parroting of paper rumors
propagating like a hungry empire of weeds in our facsimile of The Garden, predictable evidence of my
rampant absorption of the day’s official thought which you leave snowing across the network, pulling up
our strings so we all can dance alike, magnificent fools that flash through copper veins in the wrists of
the machine. I worry that despite all your efforts, you’ll be paid no indemnity against the outcome of
my confessions, my bouts of irrational exuberance and subsequ
MaybeMaybe I won't be fineMaybe2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe I don't know what's wrong
Maybe I can't talk about it
But maybe I need you to listen
Maybe the cuts get deeper each time
Maybe too much blood comes out
Maybe you'll try and stop me
But maybe I won't listen
Maybe I want to tell someone
Maybe I need to unload all of my problems
Maybe you're the only one who can help
But maybe I don't want to bother you with my troubles
Maybe I'm just scared
Maybe I've lost hope
Maybe I'm losing control
But maybe I was never in control to begin with
Maybe I like the way things are
Maybe I'm afraid of change
Maybe I get a kick out of being so messed up
But maybe I'd rather be a normal girl
Maybe I don't like people
Maybe I can't live without them
Maybe I need you
But maybe I don't like the way you tear up my heart
Maybe I'm insane
Maybe I'm depressed
Maybe I'm just stressed
But maybe that's who I am
Maybe I need to be accepted
Maybe I'll change who I am for that
Maybe I'm an outsi
Our SaganOur Sagan,Our Sagan4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who art at NASA
Hallowed be thy voice.
Thy cosmos come,
Thy science be done
On Earth as it is in Space.
Show us this day the knowledge we seek,
And forgive us our superstitions
As we forgive those who blow our puny minds,
And lead us not into a demon-haunted world
But light us as candles in the dark.
For thine is the Reason,
And the Wonder,
Now and Forever.
Empty skiesUnder grey skies vast & wide,Empty skies4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
pressing in from every side,
I weather a veil upon my eyes
that slows my step & breaks my stride
a yearning void that's never filled
though with distractions over-spilled.
For, though I've all most men could want
and drink from life's most fruitful font,
without you here to share these days
the clearest sky is always grey.
The Dalzell KnockoutThe Banana Bar wasn’t Conner Dalzell’s sort of place. I was behind it slicing lemons, wincing at acid burns, when he walked in alone in a buff duffel coat. The guy was at least fifty, maybe older, his hair turning white.The Dalzell Knockout3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tonight was student night, all the cocktails were half price, and fresher girls were getting fresh with lecherous finalists in the faux-leather booths. Conner Dalzell stood in the doorway for half a minute and I thought he would leave. But he took off his coat and searched for a peg to hang it on. To his evident surprise, he didn't find one, so he flung it over his elbow and waddled to the bar.
“What would you recommend then?” he asked. My hands were sticky with lemon juice. I hastily wiped them on my apron.
“Our featured cocktail today is the Blue Lagoon Special: vodka, blue curacao, and white wine.”
“Sounds awful,” he said, slipping from the barstool he’d tried to mount. “What’s blue
MirrorReflected in shards,Mirror3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Folding the cards,
Failing in the past,
Contemplating my last
Dreams are like a mirror,
Forced, uneven, emotional,
A fist against the glass,
Now time can't pass
Trickles of blood are all I have left,
They trace my hand like crimson veins,
To the future I am deaf,
Let me dance in this summer's rains
Spin in circles; masterpiece,
Pen and paper; feast,
I see the love I let go,
So I just watch the blood flow
Doomsday clockDoomsday clock3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They look at us and mock
Tesla, Einstein, Von Braun
"Wise men, or just pawns ?
"Everything has changed, save the way we think."
No one realizes we are on the brink
True north moved
Airport changes approved
The compass is clear
Forty miles this year
High temperatures and drought
Water "can" be bought
Grain belt, forty-five degrees
Food shortages bring you to your knees
Heed the warnings