. end of awe .. end of awe .3 months ago in Personal More Like This
. end of awe .
The blood of her sacrifice is scattered across the paving stones of the inner square; there had been no hope of salvation, hope had fled. The small heap of grey gone deepest rose is partially splayed down upon the lowest step; no voice had been raised and she herself had kept covenant with her dismay. Witness eyes shine from the shadow darkness of the evening onset, but whether from sorrowed tears or gleeful hungers is a secret in this gloom. All is muted hues but the slight sheen of end-day sky reflected in the still saturated red. Silver, black, grey, pale white of one extended hand where ring and smallest finger fold hidden beneath, and red; that red of petals aged and drying, darkest folding edges and rusted.
Her desires had been few and simple. No heart holds regret.
© Amanda 2013 9.14.2013
Image "-Untitled2-" by :iconjess1586: © 2004-2013
. triangles .. triangles .4 months ago in Personal More Like This
. triangles .
a shadow, takes its place
completing, our dance's shape
just a glint just a little wait
i stop and you hesitate
the hand placed, on my mouth
the hand tightens, at my throat
silence is my only hope
stay still, what it's all about
music shifts and one disappears
click of nails and shuffled decks
brought back at your request
now you're bored and someone's left
three shadows in the afternoon
lights are hot in this hotel room
deserted while we lay in bed
silhouettes, one's got no head
© Amanda 2013 9.2.2013
Image: "Dancing In the Dark" by :iconKati-Dunkelschoen: © 2013
for David ...
. you don't know .. you don't know .4 months ago in Personal More Like This
All hate this mind; a shuffling whir of Pascalidiocy that lists and tears and categorizes ... clattering away at patterns of the human; and now turned to grind the inhuman stone to dusts. "Lean on me" and words as learned and known are incomplete and composed of the leaded falcons we create. Everything jumbles and rearranges and is tossed again into new orders. "Priorities" Kiri says ... and "expectations meeting reality" and the imposition of jigsawed words into chaos puzzles ...
"... words mean nothing to me ... only actions matter ..." this to a writer. '... laugh girl ... laugh at your bitch slapped self ...' and I'd leapt, hurled my indolent self forward '... what else was left ...'
Scream and shout and fall into what I'd already medicated out of? '... wtf ... just giggle and enjoy it while you can ...' and I turn the machinery on myself ...
What are my actions? What patterns do they lay out
. sabbat .. sabbat .4 months ago in Personal More Like This
. spoken prayer .
Dy ʼarbʻt pwn ʼyr ẖlwmwţ and i know you bearded bastard what that will bring
Wwy pyl pwn dy ʼmţ wwy ʼyk qʻnʻn ştyyn even if i can't stand the fire after all
ʼa qlʻnzyng pwn dy zkr dwrk pyyaʻr and i know the cost of that in my own blood
Ryqryyyt myr wwy dʻr mnẕẖ mlʼk pwn lybʻ that i, with grace may care
© Amanda 2013 6.24.2013
Image: "Angel" by :iconH4ch3: © 2006
. scourge .. scourge .4 months ago in Personal More Like This
. scourge .
As though become
some noxious acquired capability,
arousing no desire; this
is poison ivy decoration.
Skins thirst and dry,
their flaked longings
forty seven contact points
of blue descriptive
© Amanda 2013 8.21.2013
Image: "Lightness" by :iconAngelaNorthen: © 2013
. dim light .. dim light .4 months ago in Personal More Like This
. dim light .
At 150,000 feet the assemblage of minerals and metals spun soundlessly; the embrace of a larger lover tugged gently and steadily upon its form and its very atoms began a more rapid dance of desire. At 100,000 feet it warmed to its partner and sought a joining of being; this is how love begins, a slight urge followed by shortening orbits of surrender.
At 50,000 feet the heat of this passion inflamed and the desire was grave and irresistible; the crystalline structures smoothed and bubbled with excitement, in liquid transitions lust was a demand and a denial. The object wrote itself panting and shrieking with longings too often left unmet. It seeks only the annihil
. distractions .. distractions .4 months ago in Personal More Like This
. distractions .
"Can you make the music quieter? Mandy? Mandy?" "What?" "Can you make the music quieter? Nobody can hear themselves talk." "Yes." My hand clicks and the volume bar, always sticky and resistant to the direction gesture of my desire holds fast and then slides down. "Thank you."
There is silence. No one was talking. No one was listening to any sound at all. Their eyes are fixed, scanning only the small smart phone screens. Their consciousness is absorbed in text and obliteration. I would make that observation aloud but I understand that the fractioning of
Chernobyl's legacy recorded in treesSource BBC http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-23619870Chernobyl's legacy recorded in trees4 months ago in Personal More Like This
Radiation to exposure from the 1986 Chernobyl accident had a lasting negative legacy on the area's trees, a study has suggested.
Researchers said the worst effects were recorded in the "first few years" but surviving trees were left vulnerable to environmental stress, such as drought.
They added that young trees appeared to be particularly affected.
Writing in the journal Trees, the team said it was the first study to look at the impact at a landscape scale.
"Our field results were consistent with previous findings that were based on much smaller sample sizes," explained co-author Tim Mousseau from the University of South Carolina, US.
"They are also consistent with the many reports of genetic impacts to these trees," he told BBC News.
"Many of the trees show highly abnormal growth forms reflecting the effects of mutations and cell death resulting from radiation exposure."
Prof Mousseau, who has been carrying out field s
You've made it into the Treasure Trove Vol #3:iconinsanigoldcoinplz::iconinsanigoldcoinplz::iconinsanigoldcoinplz::iconinsanigoldcoinplz::iconinsanigoldcoinplz::iconinsanigoldcoinplz::iconinsanigoldcoinplz::iconinsanigoldcoinplz:You've made it into the Treasure Trove Vol #35 months ago in Art Features More Like This
Hello everybody! Hope everyone had a great week! Welcome to the third installment of features that showcase inspiration at random.
I really do hope you enjoy them as much as I do
And the artists are,
Enter Forest Exit by *signmeupscotty
The spring is here by =Blanchii
Monarda hybrida by *m-gosia
. extract .. extract .5 months ago in Personal More Like This
. extract .
i had this very odd sort of dozing dream
in my head
talking to her about love
about ourselves talking about it
trying to be able to see what the other feels and thinks
it's so hard in words
to tell someone what is going on inside
i don't … hmm … okay
my struggle to write
there is a small bit of water to the right
about the size of a field of flowers in southern France … maybe 100 hectares
the flowers are purple and in rows
with deep brown soil all well tended between the rows
but this is water
so the field of flowers is just a reference
the sky above the flowers is the same as the sky above the water
. des passages .. des passages .6 months ago in Personal More Like This
. des passages .
Every thing is change; ocean waves and washed away sands where once children played. The tracks of wolves passing, wet printed along a shore; the bits of lettered sentiments blown down emptied modern streets. These are the left behind sign signals of what passed, and is now departing, leaving something ancient born again in the wakes of thrashed waters.
It went easily, a few quickly exchanged words, some rapid imagery, and then a fast-kept silence moving in so quickly not even breath could be caught. '… keep constant, keep quiet and to yourself, keep in motion …' The Taking Down proceeds in a hurly burly dance, accompanied by message checks, loud music, caffeination and nicotine addiction, coughing fits and sweated arm pits. Moments of reflection and a list that grows longer by the moment.
. neat .a woven thread left for a brave-hearted human in torment in the Seventh Ring of Hell .... neat .6 months ago in Personal More Like This
. neat ...
ForgottenClone ... for you specifically
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in th
Special Feature #5THIS FEATURE IS DEDICATED TOSpecial Feature #56 months ago in Personal More Like This
A Man`s Eyes CelavaCesma-krug :iconCelavaCesma-krug:A Man`s Eyes CelavaCesma-krug7 months ago in Personal More Like This
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Women Marazul45 :iconMarazul45: :iconblackheartplz:Women Marazul457 months ago in Personal More Like This
:iconloveblueplz: El Final Del Camino by *Marazul45 Que el viento se lleve mi pensamiento by *Marazul45 :iconloveblueplz:
:iconloveyellowplz: Invierno. by *Marazul45 Si te llega mi canción by *Marazul45 :iconloveyellowplz:
:iconloveredplz: Mariposas ...y una rosa by *Marazul45 Solamente tu by *Marazul45 :iconloveredplz:
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. saccades .. saccades .7 months ago in Personal More Like This
. saccades .
I breathe shallowly, my thighs ache, my heart pumps irregularly and hard to a musician whom I cannot hear; I stop and shift my weight and that of you.
Absent and then present yet again, visitations to the possessed; "You look beautiful" said with the face map of humorous in a darkened room, followed by a kiss and the sound of slippers exiting.
The number "31" has taken on a mysterious importance baring no significance no matter what numerological technique I have applied.
"Disappointment" a cudgel, a denial, a rapid form of dismissal to a category of the previously experienced and no longer desired; there is no possible way to apply it as a motivator or potential reward, its body set cannot be isolated to a limited facial group of muscle flows and lines.
Reviews, critiques and comments as
. a street scene .. a street scene .7 months ago in Personal More Like This
. a street scene .
Back in the World, Starbucks is a quick stop caffeine grab and run for the well heeled and fashion threaded to get a fix while still doing their hustle. Some will work from home in more casual clothing and perch here for hours with their laptops and IPads glowing. There are the sounds of half conversations about quotes and bids and negotiations; the elder patrons call children and friends and speak softly of family concerns and plans and their eyes sometimes mist and are quickly dabbed with a handkerchief. In CONUS there is a tidal flow to the day at Starbucks. Long lines at daybreak both in store and drive through then quiet key taps from perched office workers then that lunch t
. spinning .. spinning .8 months ago in Personal More Like This
. spinning .
The dust is settling on another epoch in Hell; the seductive glows have dropped in intensity and the demons and tortured alike are slumped in exhaustion. I alone tread the hard scorched cold niches and twisty tiny tunnels almost vaginal in their shapes. "Paint lilies as feminine places to taste and touch and this is where you will end …" A longing pained murmur of one who has been denied her pleasure draws my attention … "… you … you bore the fire long ago … I have a memory …" I stand over her and shudder … she is all that I might have been, and better presented. She is subtle in twisted motion, seductive in appearance and composure; a desire cast in flesh. "I attend, explain fallen one."
"You visited once … and gave voice to my precepts, spoke truth where none could be spoken and heard." "Yes I re
. systema .. systema .3 months ago in Personal More Like This
"Greys and blacks" said sideways and quietly as we shop; "white blouses, cotton and buttoned, some simple striping." To appear invisible and as just another professional on the metro platform, striding the street; just a concentrated young woman on her way to an occupation with subtle ascendancy, a person with potential. Each day, for over a week, passed in careful evaluation of what appearance to don to gain the proper attention and consideration; the systema of retention and progression.
Her abilities are strong, multilingual, multicultural, and her systema is firm, so very complete and ingrained ... it is a familial attribute, one carefully cultivated and possibly, considering the extent of the spread and diversity of fields where all the members display it, genetically based. The culture itself in this closed down society where even the drunken, even the loud shouting cell phone in public complainer's language is worded carefu
. shadowed .. shadowed .2 months ago in Personal More Like This
. shadowed .
It is a charcoal space, rectangular and seething with irregular textures. It stinks of metals and years of dusty disuse. Termed 'Scheduled for Reconversion' and 'Reconversion Through Space Leasing' it's been placed in the 'hold for another when able, we promise to be good' trash heap of this country's monumental failures.The urban landscapes that are undergoing reclaimation are, in this District and others, ignored with cracks and graffiti tag spray that are decades old.
"… grey black white blur ghost rectangle white sparkle night glimmer residential lights far off never-lands dreamt flight …"
The sounds of traffic, cut by the occasional creak and cymbal strikes of thin steel blown shutters, are the only sounds other than the soft whispers of her rhyme. The pulse and throb of her wet machinery is too soft but for the other resident-in-squat to hear. Feral cats and dogs range f
. abattoir .. abattoir .. abattoir .2 months ago in Personal More Like This
Images: "is there ... something i should know" by :iconchriseastmids: © 2013;
"Depersonalization" by :iconAnimaCreations: © 2013;
"exit wounds" by :iconPsycheAnamnesis: © 2013;
"The Last Farewell" by :iconMenoevil: © 2013
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Magical places by *milenkadelicEternal springtime by *milenkadelicTranquility by *milenkadelic
Castle in the distance by *milenkadelic
Little Rodent by ~PonyGhost
. live .. live .1 month ago in Personal More Like This
"I'd die for you."
“I think that dying is the easy part of life; for in waking each day and living in every moment, therein lies the challenge”
- Jeremy Aldana
"Dying is easy, it's living that scares me to death."
"All good is hard. All evil is easy. Dying, losing, cheating, and mediocrity are easy. Stay away from easy."
- Scott Alexander
"I'm different. I have a different constitution, I have a different brain, I have a different heart. I got tiger blood, man. Dying's for fools, dying's for amateurs."
- Charlie Sheen
"Yeah ... take the easy path ta gettin' away from me ... I'm gonna live forever for you."
Amanda © 2013
*blue ermin loop™ a singular corporal existence*
Image: "Scarred heart of a love junkie" by :iconKissTheSunrise: © 2013