Were the world all mine...Middle High German - MittelhochdeutschWere the world all mine...2 years ago in Historical More Like This
Were diu werlt alle min
von dem mere unze an den Rin,
des wolt ih mih darben
daz diu chunegin von Engellant
lege an minen armen.
Modern German - Deutsch
Wäre die Welt alle mein
vom Meer bis dem Rhein,
da wollte ich vorhergehen
bis die Königin Englands
in meinen Armen lege.
Old High German - Althochdeutsch
Wāri diu weralt alla mīn
duruh sēo zuo dena Rīn,
dō wolta ih forttrīban
untaz chuningina Englolantes
mīnum armum lige.
Middle Dutch - Middelnederlands
Ware de werelt alle mijn
Van der see totten Rijn,
Do woudic voorgaen
Tottat de Coningine Engelants
In mijnen armen legghe.
Modern Dutch - Nederlands
Was de wereld alle mijn
Van de zee tot de Rijn,
Dan wou ik voorafgaan
Totdat de koningin van Engeland
In mijn armen lag.
Old Saxon - Sahsisk
Wāri thiu werold al
A 9-11 TributeSays the ringleader to the servant:A 9-11 Tribute4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Says the commander to the officer:
Says the trapped to the loved ones:
Says the Lord to the dead:
Says the brave to the heroes:
Last commands, last calls, last words, last hopes.
Buildings fall, fire engulfs, tears take over, voices call out.
Love, death, tears, bravery.
May the morning of that day
All Hail Columbia!All Hail Columbia!10 months ago in Settings More Like This
Good evening my fellow Americans. I am Supreme Director Karl Pietersen, and I stand before you now humbled. I am humbled to be here right now before all of you this fine day. Of course, this is our one year anniversary of our victory in the Galactic War! Our victory sent the damned Reds and their Dijonist People’s Dynasty into the farthest of space; it has also seen the United Technocracies of Man bend the knee and wisely embrace the tenets of the National Conservative ideology!
Yes, we have won. Rejoice my fellow Americans, we are victorious and we are free. Free to make our own destinies! Free to live the life that the Founders of this nation meant for us to lead. I understand that many of you wish to bring our boys home. As do I, my fellow citizens… as do I. However, that simply cannot be done while we have enemies at our doorsteps. Who are these enemies you might ask? Who could be so foolish as to challenge our uncontested might in the stars? Well our enemies are numero
My Old English RiddlesRiddle IMy Old English Riddles3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Ic eom sæmann his eallselda
oft hine læde to his eþle,
nænig cann seon næfð æfre cuþ
mine lafsihþ. Lyft me ealle
beam ic wende bled ic freose
sond ic wealwie run ic swutlie
dæg ic bringe dræfe ic niht
birhta staðol under stormum
fuglas fleogað ymb me feorran
eallhwær licge. Hwa eom ic þa?
Geomormode ic agonge
swifte wege swaþu min deorc,
nære ic þa noht her weolce.
Dagas swylce mine suna
niht byð swaswa naman dohtra
ic æg faru þa menn ferie
cwicra ic eom cwanunge oft bær ;
lengra þonne lengesta gear
ne seo ic eac ne seoð ge me,
on eow wealde. Witon ge me?
.he told me prayers.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and if i really want his
forgiveness, i should get on
my knees and beg
What happens when we dieWhat happens when we die?What happens when we die5 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
To understand what happens when we die, we have to understand what the soul is.
And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. ~ Genesis 2:7
The scriptures tell us that the soul is not something we have inside our bodies. The soul is the person itself. When God created Adam, He didn't give Adam a soul. Adam became a living soul.
We are a soul. That's why we read that souls are born (Genesis 46:18), souls eat (Leviticus 7:20) souls sin (Leviticus 5:17, James 4:4). Souls learn (Proverbs 19:2). Souls can get sick (psalm 41:4) Souls can die (Job 33:22) Souls can be touched and killed (Joshua 11:11, 1 kings 15:29) souls can be buried (psalms 35:7, Jeremiah 18:20). We don't have souls, we are souls.
We (souls) are not immortal or eternal.
Something eternal is something without beginning or end; lasting forever; always existing. Therefore we (souls)
There is a GodThere is a God7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is a God,
no mystery about it.
Just look into the sky,
and you will see.
Touch the mountain peak,
and you will see.
Just take a breath,
hold deep then exhale.
And you will see that,
there is a God.
He is in the laugh of every baby,
the glowing smile on their faces.
In the heart of each child,
dancing with the innocence of this life.
He is holding that woman up in her pain.
Giving that man strength in his trials.
Speaking words of life into the hopeless,
shining light into the darkness.
He is God.
He is the whisper in the wind,
calling out your name.
He is the Eye in the storm,
waiting for you to call out to Him.
He is everything you need,
you just need to realize it is Him.
There is a God,
and He is everywhere.
In the oceans tide,
in the gull's cry,
in the fires blaze,
in the clouds rain,
in your hearts song.
There is a God.
She's Just as CapableShe killed him with a smile that burned.She's Just as Capable1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
His neck was red with scorch marks,
though some people defined them as hickeys.
When he came back around the cool air bit at him,
it dissected him, poked at his naked skin.
He had trouble dispelling the drugs that cursed through his system.
She sat there, bra intact, though panties thrown
somewhere along the floor, or mixed in the sheets.
“It was fun” she smirked, though she looked displeased.
“Don't tell anyone,” she whispered with a smirk,
tracing her fiery fingers on his back,
leaving a trail of black soot.
The drugs wore off slowly,and he was coming back.
If she continued to touch him,
he could maybe twist her neck.
It was self defense, was it not?
But what would he say to the authorities?
Would he even be believed by the cops?
He ran out, faster then his legs could carry him,
she was his teacher, he was only sixteen.
He had to tell the cops, but would they even believe him?
His clothes were tattered and hardly
Types and classifications of Religions.Religions.Types and classifications of Religions.11 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
Intro- Was looking through some of the old stuff on my computer and found this. I'm very interested in religions in general and what people believe and so I read up on as many types of religion as I could and then typed up a description of each in my own words. not sure if any of you will read all this but I found it interesting so I thought I'd share it
We shall start with Polytheism, the oldest form of religion. Polytheism is the belief in many gods or god-like beings. There are several forms of polytheism since it's one of the most common I'll start with Henotheism.
Many of the earliest forms of Paganism are Henotheist, it is a very open philosophy that involves believing in a set of gods or god like beings while excepting the possibility that other gods you don't believe in may be true. This allowed one tribe or race to believe in there set of gods without dismissing the existence of the o
The Vision of La PucelleThe Vision of La Pucelle4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Three em-bloodied gold-gilt lions descend
On the silver lilies of far fair France
Grim and red-stained kingswhile her sons defend
The broken land with shriven spear and lance.
The smoking reek of famine, war, and death,
Plague, and wailing cries, and desolation:
Sick landpoor and weary France!gasps for breath
With the diseased and choking nation's desperation.
Drenched afresh in humiliations new:
Of Agincourt, and bloody Henry's fame
Where the proud many fell to England's few
And knighthood's flow'r perish in bitter shame.
The peasant maid sits in a sainted trance;
Arise O Joan! And save belovéd France!
His Never-Wed BrideBriskly comes the bloody winter winds ventHis Never-Wed Bride7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Gray dusk looms over my shattered homestead
The crows caw makes known the warriors descent
Across the dying pasture, misted red
Glory, comes now my once sweetly adored!
Fighting brothers with valiant reluctance
His tender eyes shut, his breathing no more
His body lies stone-cold with stiffened stance
How well he fought for his country and lass
Like Prince Paris, fighting for what he claimed
Now laid ready for a still, somber mass
His face in my conscience forever famed
Gone is the restful warmth of his skin
Gone is the honey-like voice from his tongue
Yet, here he lays, surrounded by my kin
His bluing ears deaf to their praises sung
His eyes like mirrors reflect my despair
His hand is unresponsive to my grasp
Though I know his spirit now watches where
He can escape all maddened soldiers' clasps
Heavens bells peal, the seraphine choir sings
For he has joined the chorus of angels
I can nearly hear his pleasant voice ring
Pacific Rim Thoughts, II seem to have forgotten to post this.Pacific Rim Thoughts, I7 months ago in Settings More Like This
An effort to make (some) sense out of the "Pacific Rim" setting, with my explanation of how the hell Jaegers work. Long, so posting in two parts.
August 10, 2013. It came out of the sea on one of those grey, drizzly San Francisco days which are either romantic or depressing depending on your turn of mind. The first thing it did was tear apart the Golden Gate Bridge. Things went rapidly downhill from there.
It took nearly five days of almost continuous bombardment to kill it. The fighter jets initially scrambled to fight it barely scratched its hide, and even the pilot who Kamikaze’d his jet at top speed right into its face gave it “barely a shaving cut”, as someone described it at the time. When they moved from regular munitions to fuel-air bombs and bunker busters they finally began to do more than superficial damage, but it refused to return to the sea. It continued to wander around the Bay area, stomping on any man-made struct
.and if you ever.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
manage to get inside my
head, i'll wish you luck
Russian food and Russian beveragesIn Russia, pasta meals are poor people or those people who want to cook the food quickly (for example, students or bachelors). Hot pasta flavored with butter and (or) ketchup, sometimes sprinkled with grated cheese or herbs.Russian food and Russian beverages4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Packages with instant noodles, we are called "hobo-pack", as they are affordable, even homeless people.
As a garnish are also used:
- Potatoes (boiled, fried in sunflower oil or lard, as well as mashed potatoes)
- Different cereals (buckwheat, rice), and boiled peas, cabbage or vegetable ragout
Semolina porridge and millet grains - is independent dishes. Also used as a separate dish vegetable stew very different composition, or made at home or bought in the form of semi-finished products.
The main course during the day is a meat soup. It's cooked vegetables in a meat broth. Meat from which broth is cooked, cut into small pieces and put in a bowl of soup or, more rarely, on a separate plate. Often cabbage soup with potatoes (shchi), or with the addition of beet (bor
Defunct FuturesSo, what's it like in the year 2012 in the...Defunct Futures4 years ago in Settings More Like This
2012 in 50's-world, everyone in the US wears hats. Men wear suits, women wear dresses or cute pantsuits. T-shirts and jeans or sweats are something nobody older than a teenager would be caught wearing. There are a lot of uniforms. Everything is very clean and often metallic or gleaming.
The Cold War is of course going on, and China, the Soviet Union, indeed everything from East Germany to Vietnam is the Red World, a unified entity which includes some parts of Africa, including the Red Congo. (Cuba, on the other side, is Capitalist and more-or-less democratic, if corrupt). Everyone in the Red World dresses the same, drives the same standard car, and reports for interrogation four times a year. (Except for the Inner Committee. But to get to that position on must have taken the interrogation drugs dozens of times). Although a "standardized" Socialist culture is promoted, the Chinese are still Chinese, and the increasing tendency of
.does a weed.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
why it isn't
does a tree
ever feel like
its roots are
The Privileged Feminist and the WomanShe was a feminist, born free,The Privileged Feminist and the Woman1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
while she was a woman born over seas.
She was the feminist who went to school,
while she was the woman who paid unrightful dues.
She was the feminist who went to college,
while she was the woman forced to work without knowledge.
She was the feminist who preached her corrupted views,
She was the woman whose homeland was on the news.
She was the feminist who spoke her annoying mind,
She was the woman who could only be at peace inside.
She was the feminist who could walk freely,
She was the woman that would get beaten weekly.
She was the feminist who blamed men for everything,
She was the woman who was forced to bare men's offspring.
She was the feminist who could chose her life
She was the woman who didn't make it past twenty five.
She is the feminist who is blind to the world,
who only cares for herself, her life is like a pearl,
She is the woman who cannot show her face,
as an excuse to be modest, faithful and chaste.
She is the feminist who is ignorant t
.you pulled.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all the strings;
now i connect more
with the puppet than
i do the puppeteer
A Yuletide Waltz: An Austro-Hungarian ChristmasA Yuletide Waltz: An Austro-Hungarian Christmas1 year ago in Historical More Like This
A Yuletide Waltz: A Christmas Tale of Nations Told Through an Austrian and Hungarian's Eyes.
Outskirts of Vienna, Republic of Austria. 2014.
Roderich Edelstein groaned as he finished his cup of coffee, frowning ever so slightly as he looked at his reflection in an old mirror. With his cravat, dress shirt, walking trousers and dark shoes, his appearance was one that few of his own people would even consider wearing in this day and age. Outside of formalities, at least, the embodiment of Austria nodded quietly to himself while fixing his brown hair and the protruding Mariazell.
Though if he were more frank, his thoughts were on a half-remembered dream, a snow-covered memory over 100 years old. Wistful shades of a Christmas ball from an age of Emperors and Kings now consigned to history, perhaps the last one before it all began tumbling down.
A wintry waltz, alone. With her. The Nation sighed. It seemed almost miraculous that after the War to End All Wars and i
Fun with Rockman 9---Questionaire--Fun with Rockman 97 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yuki: Welcome to Questionaire! Atlas isn't here so... I'm the hostess~! Now our victims... er... guests are Harpuia and Phantom!
Harpuia: -arms folded-
Yuki: That was... um... a nice intro. Now to the question of the week. Are you two a couple? -is very serious-
Harpuia and Phantom: ...The hell?
Harpuia: Are you even serious about this?
Yuki: Yes. I'm very serious. What nickname did you give to Phantom? Phan-Phan?
[To be continued]
---What if... 3--
Sigma: TIEM TO USE MAH ULTIMATE WEAPON! -shines his head with oil-
Zero: AHHH MY EYES!!!
---Gender Issues 1--
Lumine: Like, omigawd. You see that kid? He's like so damn cute, y'know?
Chapter 27 - Second OpinionsFriday, October 7th, 2011Chapter 27 - Second Opinions3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Moon Phase – Waxing Gibbous
Days until the Full Moon – 5
Going to bed Thursday night to a mix of emotions from the encounter, Alex got up the next day to find Bailey once again sleeping next to his head. After a quick rub of his pet’s head, he got himself ready for the day. With the demo at the shop coming in less than ten hours, he was anxiously awaiting its start.
As his second class went on, he also awaited a chance to talk to Nathan. As he did so, he went over every detail of the encounter in his head, trying not to forget any details. A few times, he questioned saying anything, but his wariness of what Shane had said overrode that feeling. Whether that was good or bad, he was about to find out as class let out.
Once at a spot a good distance from any foot traffic, Alex started speaking, cutting right to the chase. “I ran into that guy again, and I got his name.”
Nathan’s eyebrows rose a bit, and then droppe