GodYou murdered two childrenGod10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
with your bare hands
and thanked God
that He saved you
from getting the death penalty,
bloody hands and all
I saved two children
from a burning fire
and hate the God
I no longer believe in
for burning my skin,
and with it my faith
It seems God
works in mysterious ways,
he doesn't work at all.
Bridget and Emily on HomophobiaEMILY:Bridget and Emily on Homophobia3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
My mom found out you're a lesbian. She forbid me from going to San Fran for college with you. I chewed her ass. I can go again now. She got all high and mighty and lectured me about how she'll "not have me become a lesbian" and blah blah blah.
I hate this place so much, Bridget. Don't worry, I defended you with my life. I'm proud to call you my friend. She can't take that from me.
Emily, that means more to me than you will ever know.
What irks me is that some of my friend's parents feel that because I like girls, it means that I'm some kind of creep out to turn all her female friends, which isn't true in the slightest. The same thinking could be used in reverse; A lot of my friends are straight, both males and females. That doesn't mean that me spending time with them is going to make me heterosexual.
Thank you so much. I really hope I get to see you soon... I love and miss you so much, Thank you for defending me.
It's what I had to do. You'r
I Don't CareThose heart-wrenching feelings have long since passedI Don't Care3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of togetherness, of love
Later came the shock of agony
Which I have rose above
Now I see you on the floor
Cold and bumpy to the touch
Remembering the last time I saw you
And how I used to feel so much
Remind me of the days of holding hands
Fingers entwined between fishnet gloves
Passionate, tender moments, exchanging hot kisses
With a girl I used to love
You are round and brown with little black bumps
A cute smile painted for a face
You had a match worn by another
But that was in another place
I don't think much of her anymore
She doesn't come to mind
And I believe it's for the better
To leave the past behind
Maybe she still thinks of me
Running my fingers through her hair
Maybe she still has those photos
But I honestly don't care
I don't know who she's with or where she is
Or if she's got a new madame
But I don't really want to know
Because I don't really give a damn
All I know is that I'm fine
And what's meant to be will be
MamaMama, you're not home anymoreMama3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You don't pick up the phone
You keep on promising it'll be okay
And wondering why I feel alone
But brother's stressed and so am I
I'm so scared, but I don't show it
Daddy's stressed because it's all ending
I wish I could pretend not to know it
I hide in my room and I close the door
Blasting my stereo
So I can drown out the sound of the fight,
You two shouting on the floor below
I know that you do deserve much better
I know he doesn't treat you right
But that doesn't soften the ache in my eyes
When you're arguing every night
You keep making promises
But you don't follow through
You say you'll be back by nine
But you walk through the door at two
Doors keep slamming and people keep yelling
I don't know why I can't cry
But I can't shed a single tear
Even when I try
He blames you for everything
From the divorce to my grades
He doesn't know that he's the reason
Why my motivation fades
I remember when I trusted easily
I remember when I believed
But I am not resig
Fallout Equestria - Ideas on gun usage FoE: gun usageFallout Equestria - Ideas on gun usage3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Fallout: Equestria - Ideas on general gun usage
Usage in different races
Earth ponies have to rely on a mouth grip or a battle saddle on all weapons, since they have no means in lifting them in any other way.
Mouth grips are mostly designed with the abilties of Earth Ponies in mind. They have no problem with the kick of the gun, since they are physically more powerfull and resistant then other races. They can handle every firearm up to a medium sized shotgun with ease, using a mouth grip.
boringto the onesboring2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that run the clock out
the proud strutting
and loud muttering
the rowdy and
to days full of
and wry, calloused,
chewed up and spat out
and my god if you knew
what i mouth
when you turn your back
and old sharps
logging hours of
and steely distances
and if you ever
take advantage of my loves
may the above stage
a coup on your life
you the major thorns,
the dangers sworn,
the plague us with
swarms of canker sores
in our mangers,
be your favor
Religious Fundamentalism: Anti-IntellectualismIn the past, I wrote about religious censorship and the indoctrination of children, but now I hope to blend these two topics together to talk about a more endearing problem that I regularly see in the [religious] Fundamentalist community, and that’s the problem with anti-intellectualism. This isn’t to challenge the dogmas of the various religious beliefs (despite the fact that their claims being false are rather self-evident), but this is intended to discuss the attempt of religious Fundamentalists to censor the learning atmosphere of youth in public education, as well as pointing out the folly of promoting anti-intellectualism in the first place.Religious Fundamentalism: Anti-Intellectualism6 months ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
This is truly the backbone of Fundamentalism; In regards to religious attitudes, Fundamentalism can be described as a late 19th and early 20th century movement which was mostly defined by a literal interpretation of the Bible’s dogma, thus advocating Biblical inerrancy. In other words, if the Bible says A, and reality (evide
CrossroadsAuthor's note: This story is set in a world just sideways of our own, where the heroes of American legends are real. But then again, so are the villains.Crossroads3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I say," said the tall, black man with the perfect smile. "I say, come along over here and sit a spell. You look plum tuckered out." And he played a little arpeggio on his guitar, which he held like it was a woman he loved.
It was dusk then and the sky was fading from its cotton candy dream color into a deep lavender, dark and low on the horizon like a lady singing blues, and Ted Swanson the securities salesman was grateful to sit down. He took a seat beside that old black man, right in front of the diner, and he loosened his tie. It was a lot damn hotter down south than he'd expected, and a lot lonelier too.
"Where am I?" asked Ted Swanson.
"You in Mississippi, boy."
"Yeah, I know. What town I mean?"
"Not that it rightly matters but you at Route 8, Halfway Diner, next to the Plantation. Ain't got no town name, but that's where
I am Native AmericanI am Native American5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Poem: In the beginning i was here,
Long before the white man and his diseases, his religions, and his warlike ways.
I lived upon the land for countless moons in harmony with the Great Spirit,
Honoring all life around me.
In this land called Kan-tu-kee, the great meadow, the dark bloody ground,
I was known as Shawnee, Cherokee, Iroquois, Creek....
I AM NATIVE AMERICAN.
Rayne was good friends with the chief's daughter. She had no parents so the chief took her in as his won daughter. Rayne and the chief's daughter, Skye, always played
Kids of the 90'sYou know your a child of the 90's:Kids of the 90's5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When you know what the powers of Earth, Fire, Wind, Water and Heart combine to make.
You confuse kids sometimes with words like "Psyche" and "Gnarly."
You remember when it was worth it to get up early and watch cartoons.
You remember reading "Goosebumps."
You pondered why smurfette was the only female smurf.
And why the other smurfs were so effeminate.
You knew Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the Green ranger, were meant to be together.
You know all the words and claps to "Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack..." even if you are a guy.
You know what a Video Cassette and VCR are.
You know how to use a CD player.
You remember when CD players weren't held together by sticky tape and a prayer.
You used to pretend to be a MIGHTY MORPHIN' POWER RANGER *dramatic pose*
You used to pretend to be a Pokemon Trainer and/or various pokemon.
You thought it would be awesome to be Alex Mack.
Hearing the Macarena now either bores you to tears, compells you to dance, or ma
ImportantMy closest friend.Important1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have an important part of my heart.
But I love you with all.
You're very important to me, and I never want to lose you.
and this is my Christmas present to you! Merry Christmas!
Ep 54 - Twisted RealityEp 54 - Twisted Reality7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Story by Jennifer E. Morton
Written by Jennifer E. Morton
EPISODE # 054
FIRST DRAFT: 5.29.07
SECOND DRAFT 8.25.07
THIRD DRAFT 8.29.07
FINAL DRAFT 9.10.07
EXT. GHOST ZONE - DAY (COLD OPEN)
ESTABLISH the ghost zone. A portal suddenly opens and PLASMIUS comes floating into view.
Ah ha, Success!
He turns his head slightly, raising an eyebrow at his surroundings.
Now that I'm here I can finally return to Amity park and eliminate Danny Phantom once and for all!
But wait, I can't can I? Now that the world knows of my ghost half. Quite the quandary indeed.
Of course such errors can be rewritten.
With an evil laugh PLASMIUS flies out of view.
EXT. GHOST ZONE CONTINUOUS
PLASMIUS continues to float through the Ghost Zone. He gleams as he spots a tower in the distance.
There it is. I do hope my old friend Clockwork won't mind me dropping by, unannounced.
INT. CLOCKWORKS TOWER - DA
Gravity Falls Secrets -MUST READ-Gravity Falls Secrets -MUST READ-3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Gravity Falls Introduction
In the introduction, I found many mysterious things. I'll try to tell them as they happen.
The first thing I noticed was in the scene where there is a row of pine trees (Before the scene with footprints.). If you watch that scene carefully enough, there is a split second frame with a figure that looks like a bigfoot. I paused the scene to look more carefully. The "bigfoot" has no fur on its hands or feet. It also has no fur on its head, but the head looks like it has a mask over it with an area cut out for eyes. There has been some theories as to what this might be. Some say that the bigfoot is Gruncle Stan. I'm not sure why Stan would run around in a bigfoot suit, but people have said that Stan's fez hat is on it. They also think he might do it to scare tourists or for money. Some people think that it's the author, or mystery man, running around in the suit. The author could be doing this to stay away from Stan, or The Seeing Eye. Other people think that the
Panda Hero Allied Forces Version Lyrics (Romaji)Panda Hero Allied Forces Version Lyrics (Romaji)3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Mazu wa hanasou ka Kangae zu reisei ni
Tokku ni mukushita Kangaesu gi no messeji
Dare ni todoku ka nante Shiranai deii (P.H SAY)
Kore kara sengen kaikai no PUREIBOURU
Haaizai ni paipi sabita sharing
meimei ni kurutta kaiga no ichi
kiiroi daatsu ban ni chuusha no hari to
hoomu beesu ni houshi no te
Okomari naraba aitsu wo yobe
souden tou ga kakomu guraundo
shiro kuro amai na seigi no hiiro
hidari te ni wa kinzoku batto
Aku naki jiko tomogen
Madamada ousa nai kaitō
Sana kara SHINDOROUMU
Barabara kousa dankura SHOW
Kansoko modokou 524
Kanjou koyou taikutsu to ai taishi
Zenbu, zenbu waracchaou ze HERO
noizu dake haite inu razio
fura fura ni neon banii gaaru
souba wa opium tane hito tsubu
Oku no hou ni nomarete iku
"hitotsu tanomu ze, onegai da"
kara kara no ringo sashi dashite
nan demo nai you na koe guzute
saa doko ni mo ikenai na
Kemuru jouki kensou no me
Koko de toujou pinchi hitta
My testimony of Jesus ChristMy testimony of Jesus Christ4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I know that many people doesn't believe in God, nor in Jesus Christ the God's lamb. You might not believe in what I'm going to write about, but I'm not writing to convince you but to share my testimony of the Lord. It is up to you to choose whether to believe in it or not.
Since I was little, I was a rebellious child. I enjoyed teasing my classmates, I even laughed along with my classmates at my best friend, I lied, stole things, all and all hideous stuffs that a bad kid would do. When I grew up to be a teenager, I was no better than when I was a kid. My temper got shorter and shorter as I spend my terrible years of highschool. I've been through a lot of horrible stuffs that I prefer not to talk about.
But somehow I did have hope in God, I always knew that someone who is very powerful controlling everything we do and anything that happens to us. I started to know about Jesus Christ when I came to Russia. I remember once, I watched a movie that was portraying the Passion of Christ. At t
abolish death penaltyabolish death penalty3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Death penalty should be abolished
Death is a black camel which kneels at everyman's gate.It is so arbitrary that it violates the eight amendments prohibition against cruel and unusual punishments.If a person is guilty,only with an itty-bitty inspection,one is ordered a death penalty.Mostly files are dusted after the blameless leaves this living world.A wrong notion is all in our minds that one gets the boon for one's deed,if bad then one should be penalised,but punishing doesnt mean to slaughter the one who can improve or who wants to improve.
-'Better to flee from death than to feel its grip.'
"Do we kill people who kill people because killing people is wrong"?
There is development of wrong concepts and ideas which takes place due to the practise of 'getting used to'.we have to execute justice and not people.
Most supporters of death penalty believe that its fair as a mean of retribution,to preclude the act of re-offending,to avenge someone's death or just because it's cost
I am standingIt's been months since I wanted to break out of my body. Okay, that's a lie. But it's been days. Days since I've felt static scorch underneath my skin, felt colours cutting into my eyes, had to explain that these aren't metaphors. There are so many ways you can get used to living. I wonder if anyone else feels empty when they don't have creatures clawing up through their throat.I am standing8 months ago in Emotional More Like This
I don't know what art is, or what okay is. I like to believe I know it when I feel it, but I'm not so sure I would. I think people expect me to be a lot more insightful than I am right now. I don't think they take into account that boredom is stressful, and stress can shatter you like roots in concrete. Maybe I'm growing. But I don't even know if I'm bored. I feel like a lot of different people, or a lot of aspects of different people, all trying to learn how to stand one another.
It's been days since I wanted to break out of my body. I'm watching the sunrise from the wrong side, but I did sleep. I'm not curlin
on begging to be yourselfI don't want to die. I've never wanted to die, not even when I curled into an apostrophe and muttered the half-wish to the walls of my flesh.on begging to be yourself4 months ago in Emotional More Like This
All I've ever wanted is a word. I want a word for the ache between my xylophone ribs that doesn't make my loved ones shudder with misinterpretation and distrust of my volatile heart; I want a word to encompass the missing parts that I cannot remember the names of; I want a word that will explain to people that it's okay that I'm not whole, because not-whole doesn't always equate to being broken.
I can tell you that my heart aches the way a blade of grass bends in a summer storm, my skin feels like drying watercolours on pavement and I can feel the highway of my veins inside my flesh, but I can't tell you that I have the word I need. I don't have it, but my knees are puckered from prayer that someone out there does and that one day they'll press poetry into my ears and share it with me like a secret.
I don't want to die. All I want is to be allowe
What I Learned at SRU -64-What I Learned at SRU -64-3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N:If you think you might be interested in giving me some commission work, please feel free to e-mail me at that address or send me a message through this website with what you have in mind. I am incredibly grateful for all of the support you guys have given my work across multiple websites and wrote a journal about that here:
I'm just not sure what I can be doing to help myself out of this whole situation, but felt that it couldn't hurt to ask.
With that business out of the way, I hope you all enjoy this heavy chapter - I put a lot of myself into it and it's probably the chapter I have combed over and tweaked the most so far (something I actually don't do a lot). It's one of the most important chapters in the whole story.
What I Learned at SRU
Chapter 64 - Collide
- Monday, February 21st, 2011 -
Jane sighed as she set the prepared wrap on a plate, dropped a pickle spear