Sea-Salt Ice Cream RecipeSea-Salt Ice Cream Recipe4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sea-Salt Ice Cream
Wire whisk or fork
Medium sized saucepan
Medium sized bowl
1 cup measure
1 teaspoon measure
Ice-cream maker or ice-pop molds or a cooler of liquid nitrogen (optional)
1 heart (optional get it)
1 cup milk
1 cup sugar
1 cup heavy cream
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
blue and green food coloring (optional)
1. Re-arrange the letters of your name and add an X somewhere.
2. Crack 2 eggs into the bowl and whisk well for a few minutes. A wire whisk works best but a fork can do in a pinch.
3. Add the cup of sugar into the eggs and continue to whisk well until creamy.
4. Heat the milk in the saucepan over medium heat until warmish hot while constantly stirring with the wooden spoon (do not use a metal spoon it will scratch your pot and make the milk burn easier). The milk should be right before boiling, but do not
ventus and you part 1ventus and you part 15 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Standing by your friend sora you ask him "I wonder what high school will be like?" he stares at you
"well-----(your name) I think we will have fun this year don't you?"You looked away I don't care
were freshman we will be made fun of and everyone first day .. school always sucks right?"
Sora laughs "I don't think it will be that bad honestly!" you laugh to but sadly..."I guess your right I need to stop thinking negatively ....." "Bye Sora" you walk away (in your head) "man I hope he's right."
------------------------------Later that night------------------------------------------------------------------------
you sit on your bed and think about school and you wonder about your family and friends, for you
see you lost them all in a fire at your old school and now you live with your grandparents. You got
really sleepy and soon drifted off into a sleep in the dream you saw a boy with ocean blue eyes and
blonde hair he stood there and smiled "what's your name?...am....." you wake up "w-wha
The Martyrdom of Saint VivianThe Martyrdom of Saint Vivian7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The town was just a town like any other in the deep prairie. Its old wizards' tower had survived the revolution and had been converted into a church, marked with a neon Holy Disc that was nearly invisible against the metallic sky. Towering above it, a radio mast swayed gently in the dry breeze.
There was a caravanserai at the edge of town, its clay walls hardened from decades in the hot sun; nevertheless, someone had driven metal poles into them, holding up a billboard: "Food Drinks Rooms Cheap".
The car that pulled into the parking lot outside was a Bakercraft, probably a Model 6 or 7. It resembled the woman who got out of it: both were aging but polished, built with a utilitarian thickness. The woman was wearing a five-dinar dress and a matching summer shawl, and carrying the sort of heavy purse that some women know how to live out of.
The True Emperor of Mankind"Hold your tongue, heretic!"The True Emperor of Mankind9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The empty room shook with the impact of a ragged figure's body into a
sturdy and ancient rockrete wall. A burly man wrapped in a thick
leather coat and bearing the mark of the Inquisition easily hefted and
tossed the smaller person. Dust from centuries past were rocked from their
resting place and fell over the man-handled heretic. He gave out a series of
coughs before pleading, "Please! Please hear me! I know the truth!"
The squirming man tugged helplessly at the Inquisitor's arms, but
could not get even the slightest bit of relief from the hold. The
Inquisitor drew his face closer to the heretic; his long angled face becoming
feintly clearer to the helpless man as once hidden scars and blemishes
"What 'truth' could you possibly know that the Inquisition does not
have access to?"
"I know the truth about the Emperor!" The words barely escaped the
heretics lips before his body was flung some twenty feet into yet
another sturdy wall. His
SchizophreniaI'm not here, but you can see me. I talk, I smile, I yell, but it's not me. I'm lost in the sea of voices that only I can hear. The voices are my friends, and my worst enemies. My doctor says I created them out of loneliness, but now they keep me lonely. Who wants to be friends with a freak who has voices talking to her in her head? The minute someone hears the word "Schizophrenia" they take off running. I'm not sane, I'm not safe. It might be contagious. I could snap at any moment. This is how everyone who knows feels. So the voices keep me company, reminding me that they are the only ones who can accept me. I believe them most days. They're the perfect friends. Sure, they don't have names, or faces. Maybe they can't hold me when I need a hug, or wipe away my tears, but those voices are the only ones who care enough to desire to do these things. And sometimes, I fade out into the voices, and one will take over, living life for me. Disocciative Identity Disorder, it's called. But, whatSchizophrenia5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
DC Headcanon Project: Gotham CityMy Official Headcanon Gotham CityDC Headcanon Project: Gotham City2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Many watchers have asked me before why I am able to work so many different characters into my Batman stories that are from differing versions of canon and I somehow make them work. For it is evident in my writing that while I mostly try to stay true to a specific canon 'verse, elements of other canons will bleed over into it, but somehow they manage to work out. To that end, I have outlined and, at times, fine-detailed my headcanon Gotham.
I. Gotham City Police Department
Headed by Police Commissioner Gordon (of course,) there are separate divisions of the police department due to the sheer size of the city. They are the North, East, West, and South Gotham police departments, respectively. While they are not completely separate, as they all answer to Gordon and the detectives on the force, they are not completely unified either. The passing of Chief Angel Rojas has helped to take down some of the dissention between
Project Profile_002: KefkaProject Profile_002: Kefka8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Project Profile_002: Kefka
"The Psycho Clown", "General Kefka", "Sir Kefka", "Lord Kefka", "Cefca", "Kefuka Parattso", "Master Kefka".
November 9, (1959?)
All hair is pulled back in a ponytail, tied at eye level. In his hair-tie, he wears several ornaments such as beads, bands, and several large feathers.
Kefka: None in particular, except that he wears white face makeup with red patterns drawn on his face.
Three Tiers: The first three phases of the Final Boss is with a symbolic representation of Kefka's life (his mind, personality, history, etc.), and the current state of the world. It is called "The Three Tiers of Maria, the Fallen Angel", and it resembles a giant, living tower with three levels, consisting of various pieces of steel, machinery, debris, and monsters. The tower is fou
Living An Asperger Life"Are you retarded?" "You're so annoying" "Act you're age"Living An Asperger Life6 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Those commonly used sentences have hurt me, but I guess it would with everyone. But maybe it's different when you're told this constantly by others. It's not my fault that i have Asperger Syndrome.
What is Asperger Syndrome (from what i got out of learning about it)... it's a form of autism, on the spectrum how other people would say it. It's abbreviated as A.S. or Asperger's and it's known as a social disorder... but what does that mean though?
I think it's comes in different forms... some kids with Asperger's don't like to talk to other people or they rather not talk to really anyone at all. But my type is slightly different... I actually like to socialize and be around people at most times. You can always see me on such instant messengers as AOL, Yahoo, MSN, and Skype. You also can see that I'm on Facebook which is a social network site. I'm on other sites with social/role playing sites like Gaia Online and/or TinerMe.
SchizophreniaIn a crazed panic her hair tossedSchizophrenia7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Left then right,
As she looked around the empty street.
Empty? No, no.
In her mind there where hundreds
Of dark looming figures surrounding her.
She was trapped amidst the dark imagination she had.
They let out an ear shattering cry of attack,
And she fell to the ground
Clasping her ears shut.
From the outside she appeared to be committing suicide,
But from within it was all involuntary.
Asperger'slike my own universeAsperger's5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
jokes only I understand
handwriting that's illegible
to everyone but me
I want to approach you
but I can't figure out
I'm also as mature
as the rest of you
I just don't want
to be alone
you all think I'm stupid
but I'm a genius
I just can't prove it
Asexuality 101 with WorldyHave you ever tried listening to the radio in your car where, no matter how many times you try to listen to it or change the station, you get nothing but static or white noise? And your friend in the car with you keeps insisting that there's nothing wrong with it because they can hear it perfectly fine?Asexuality 101 with Worldy6 months ago in Emotional More Like This
It's as if every single station or TV channel is all static for you, but everyone else who's watching the same TV or listening to the same radio is getting perfectly clear reception. But you're not. And no matter what you do, no matter what radio you listen to or what TV you watch, you get nothing but that fuzzy static. Everyone else gets the channel or station crystal clear, but you're the only one who doesn't. It feels like you're on a completely different wavelength than everyone else. Or even worse...It feels like you're the one who's actually broken, instead of the TV/radio.
That's what being asexual feels like.
Why don't I think like the way my friends do? Why don't I se
Asperger'sAsperger's, Autism, High-functioning Autism, or anything elseAsperger's4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It isn't easy to deal with
Not a disease, you don't catch it
Just a condition people hardly understand
There is no basic definition, but includes
From my experience?
Regretting what I did
Withdrawn from the world
What a freak
Do something else for a change
She keeps to herself
Do you ever talk?
You should try to make friends
Why are you so clumsy?
You feel lonely
Desperate to make friends
Yet you're knocked down
Make one mistake
You're a freak
And you start to think
What's the point?
Nothing PersonalIt's nothing personal.Nothing Personal6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Honestly, Mr. Hero, I assure you it's nothing personal. It's not like I have some vendetta against you or anything silly like that. I do wish you'd end this whole "I must stop you, villain!" business, as it's grown rather tiresome, but that's not why I did it. It's not that I hate you, you're nice enough, and I'm sure you're a great guy to have a beer with. I'm sure your girlfriend would have disapproved of the drinking and all, but hey, we've each got our vices and I'm sure she could forgive yours if it was with a friend of sorts.
Granted, your girl is dead now, so I guess that doesn't matter.
Look on the bright side! I mean, sure the love of your life is dead, but now you can go drinking with the guys and live the life of the bachelor again. Come on man, what guy doesn't want that? Admittedly, I doubt the prepubescent sidekick of yours makes for a good wingman, but well, hey. It's probably time for you to start hanging out with guys your own age anyway. Really,
All Cats Have Asperger SyndromAll Cats Have Asperger SyndromeAll Cats Have Asperger Syndrom6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
By Kathy Hoopmann
The First Signs of Asperger Syndrome are usually picked up very young.
An Asperger child looks at the world in his own unique way.
He likes to be near those he loves...
But doesn't want them to hold him...
Preferring squishy places to a hug.
Instead of coming to people for comfort he may be overly attached to a toy...
Or a pet.
It's possible he may be extra adventurous with no sense of danger...
And he uses up some of his nine lives all too quickly.
An Asperger child often has exceptionally good hearing...
And loud sounds and sudden movements may scare him.
His other senses can be heightened too, such as touch...
Yet things that bother other people may not bother him.
He's often fussy about what he eats...
And wants the same food presented in the same way day after day.
He isn't interested in the things other kids his age do...
When he's forced to mix, he doesn't know how.
Other kids make friends...
But don't invite him to pl
Asperger syndrome - Not weird, strange or odd(Personal notes are in italics, e-mail excerpts are not)Asperger syndrome - Not weird, strange or odd2 years ago in Letters More Like This
On the morning of 9 December 2013, Channel Nine breakfast show Today introduced a story about singer Susan Boyle having Asperger syndrome, referring to this condition as an "illness". Below is an e-mail I sent to the show just to clarify a few things about Asperger syndrome (from my point of view), in the hope that they (and other media outlets) would have a better insight into why Asperger's (as well as other forms of autism) should not be classified as an "illness" or "disease".
To whom it may concern,
Regarding your introduction to the story about Susan Boyle having an "illness", I would like to point out that Asperger syndrome - make that any form of autism - is not an illness or disease, but it is something that dramatically impacts the person that has it and their families and requires constant adjustments to thinking and actions. More often tha
First Impressions: Goosebumps MovieWell, I just got back from the Goosebumps movie...and it was really good. Yeah, the short version is, it's good; not great, but still pretty good. Hey, it could've been worse--we live in a world with 2 Smurfs movies, 4 Alvin and the Chipmunks movies that keep getting worse, a Marmaduke movie, and Hollywood managed to screw up Cirque du Freak, Eragon, Percy Jackson, and Underdog. Trust me, this could've been horrible. I'm not really sure what to expect from a movie based an anthology series, unless you made it like Creepshow or The Twilight Zone Movie where it's a collection of shorts but I think what we got was really clever.First Impressions: Goosebumps Movie4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Okay, the plot is that this new kid Zack moves to Madison, Delaware and meets this new girl named Hannah, who has a really overprotective dad who just happens to be R.L. Stine. I'm gonna say it right now, I was the first one who thought it was an odd and confusing choice to make Jack Black R.L. Stine, especially since he acts like the antagonist in most of Black's
Asperger Syndrome and MeAsperger Syndrome: A Personal PerspectiveAsperger Syndrome and Me9 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
Early on, it was clear that there is something different about me. My language development was delayed; by my first birthday, I still was not speaking, instead relying on gestures and vocalizations to communicate. However, I was alert and seemed able to understand much of what was said to me, so the delay did not seem to be cognitive in origin. There was some delay in early motor development as well, but not to an abnormal extent.
In June 1986, when I was 20 months old, an examination by an ENT specialist revealed fluid buildup in my middle ears which was affecting my hearing, and tubes were inserted to drain the fluid. At that time, I had a vocabulary of about five words. Later that year, my parents enrolled me in a nursery school, hoping that being in an environment with many other people would help me improve my verbal communication skills, but it did not work out as they had hoped. I showed extreme separation anxiety; every day that
SchizophreniaI'm scared of myself 'cause I hear voices in my head,Schizophrenia7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Telling me when I'm wrong, saying I should be dead,
The voices question my sanity until even I think I'm crazy
They tell me that I'm all alone, that no one stands by me,
They say I'm unwanted and feed on my fears,
They claim that when I cry no one sees or hears my tears,
That no one cares when I cry,
That no one will miss me when I die
When I'm angry or sad, they whisper in my ear
To eliminate the source of my pain, but I choose not to hear
Because I don't want to hurt anyone, to kill,
So then they tell me I should die, but I live through sheer will,
Hope that one day I'll wake up and the voices will be gone,
But I don't see how - they've been with me so long,
Questioning everything about me 'til I think I'm the worst,
Saying that the worst day in history was the day of my birth
The voices hurt me mentally, emotionally,
Sometimes they even hurt me physically
It's hard to live with them, to share my mind,
To feel like my brain isn't
Mis diarios del fin del Mundo parte 2Mis diarios del Fin del Mundo Parte 2Mis diarios del fin del Mundo parte 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cesar G. Manrique
Todas las noches, dos minutos antes de la media noche,
se oyen los lamentos tortuosos de un hombre desgraciado.
- Octubre 11 -
Cuando la lluvia cae sobre la flores,
es mejor quedarse en casa.
- 11/09 -
El sol casi siempre es verde, ver la luna es un privilegio,
pero el silencio ya no es el mismo.
- Sin fecha-
todo lo demás es gratis.
- 09/7 -
Es que acaso sólo somos tú y yo en los restos de este mundo.
- inspirado por una vieja aventura -
Mamá dice que pronto tendremos que partir. No se a dónde.
- Sesenta y un días después del segundo sol -
Adoro los atardeceres rojos, bueno,
ahora son verdes.
No hay nada más relajante que pasear por las tardes
con tu cucaracha gigante.
- 95-95 -
BARK! BARK! (GRUÑIDO LARGO) BARK!! (GRUÑIDO, AULLIDO, CHILLIDO)
- Julio 14 -Encontrado con un collar que decía Sofi-
Llorar cuando algui
Kefka's Bill of RightsThis is a list of rights that I grant myself for use in this medium and any other, because I am that damned important that I can make these rights for myself, and nobody can do anything about it.Kefka's Bill of Rights12 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Article One - I, Kefka, have the right to say ANYTHING I want. Period.
Article Two - I, Kefka, am NEVER, under ANY circumstance, wrong in any way. Ever. Even in cases where I'm not right, I'm still not wrong. If you disagree with me, you are wrong. "Wrong" is a word which cannot be associated with me in any fashion, unless it is preceded by a clause containing "Kefka isn't","Kefka wasn't", "Kefka won't be" "Kefka can't be", or "Kefka is never"
Article Three - If you disagree with any of these articles, TOO BAD.
Article Four - You love me. If you disagree, see Articles Two and Three.
I think four should cover all bases. And if you think four doesn't.........you're wrong.
Thank you, and continue being my bitch.
Writing Tips - Writing About the FutureOne of the most fun things to do as a writer is... write about the future. The problem about writing the future is unless you do... like an absurd amount of research or get lottery-winning lucky you're going to get it wrong. And there's nothing wrong with that. Just because we don't have hoverboards or clown clothes as every day fashion in 2015 doesn't make Back to the Future any less of a good movie. The point of writing in the future is generally the same as any other traveling writing, it's about an interesting location and your characters reacting to it. In fact, some people intentionally get it wrong and write something called Zeerust.Writing Tips - Writing About the Future4 months ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
How do I put this? Zeerust is when the writer thinks of a more advanced typewriter instead of a computer. Zeerust usually has it so that our modern (or whatever time period) ideas, cultures, fashions, etc do not change with technology. The Fallout universe does this intentionally. While it takes place in the distant future, it does so in a future en
My Problems with Taking CriticismPeople say that I have trouble taking criticism. And enough people do that it definitely makes the argument at least worth looking into. So, what do I think? Do I personally think that I have trouble taking criticism? It's not a simple answer. You want a simple answer, it's both yes and no. I frequently think (not just say, actually think) that some of my critics are trolls. And I'm dismissive to a lot who don't come across as trolls. The thing is... these people are strangers, over the internet. People who I know, and trust, like the people who work on Growing Around with me, I can easily take criticism from them—but that doesn't always mean I agree with them. Here's the thing about me, I need to be able to trust someone before I can take criticism from them, or compliments for that matter. Or just opinions about me in general.My Problems with Taking Criticism7 months ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
The term is called mind-blindness. I hate blaming my conditions for my faults, but it's a symptom of Asperger's. It's usually known as "lack of em
El ultimo acuerdoEl ultimo acuerdo3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
¿Que será de nosotros?
¿Alguien nos recordará?
¿Qué será de nuestros hijos?
¿Qué será de nuestra sangre?
Cuando hayamos tenido que partir
Cuando hayamos tenido que dejarlos solos
¿Alguien recordará este momento?
¿Quién llorará nuestra muerte?
¿Quién dará nuestro legado?
¿Quién lo recibirá?
¿Quién lo aceptará?
¿Quién lo rechazará?
Somos los últimos
¿Será nuestro sacrificio en vano?
Somos la diferencia
Somos lo imposible
Somos aquello que no muere
Somos la memoria de nuestros ancestros
Es y será un altar todo aquello que guardan nuestros sentimientos
Un altar que no olvidara a aquellos que nos dieron vida
Para aquellos que nos protegieron
Para aquellos que lo dieron todo
Estamos ahora aquí de pie