The SameYou.The Same6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't see the difference,
We're all going to die.
Book recommendation 04: Idiot's guide to IslamBook recommendation 04: Idiot's guide to Islam3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
By Yahiya Emerick.
Imagine learning that there are over a billion people in the world, one sixth of humanity, who follow a religion that you never really studied in school. This little known religion is called Islam. Perhaps you’ve heard the name before or developed some opinions about it based on what you’ve seen in the news. However, if you’re like most people, you might not know a great deal about Islam. Well, you’ve taken the first step toward understanding more about this mysterious way of life, and you may find yourself pleasantly surprised to learn what it really teaches.
Islam shares many of the same characteristics that are familiar to followers of Judaism and Christianity. In fact, Islam considers itself a related ideology that fits into a tight chronology with these two other religions. As the population of Muslims rises in many Western countries, and as many people discover the impact of Islamic civilization on Western thought, sc
Lackland"Drop it,"Lackland5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"You drop it,"
"I'm the one with the gun, missy,"
"Yeah, and your jugular's right under my knife," I press a little harder, showing him how much I mean it.
"Do I look infected to you?"
"Never was much for killing kids," He mutters, lowering the shotgun he'd had trained on my chest. He drops it carefully and nudges it towards me with one foot.
"I'm not a kid," I tell himnot whining, just telling. I don't pick up the shotgun, just kick it a little farther away from him. Not as if I've ever known how to handle a gun, anyway. I'm more likely to shoot my foot off before I hit anything.
After a few second's consideration, I take my knife from his throat. I don't think I could kill him, anyway, and he seems much more friendly without his gun. "My name's S"
"Nono names," he cuts across my introduction. "Doesn't matter who you are, does it?"
"Where're you from?" Again, he overrides me, but he does it in an amiable
.:Five Years:.Five Years..:Five Years:.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She waited by the phone.
Waited for a call that never came.
Sometimes courageous enough to dial the number.
But not strong enough to let it ring.
She spent wondering why
Wondering how it all happened so fast.
How in the span of a day,
Family turn into strangers.
She's been trying to forget about.
Forget his very existence.
Impossible a task it's proven to be
No matter her persistence.
He was gone. No sign of life.
Yet now he speaks of love and tears.
Please do tell me, Why now after
Naruto Fan Fiction Ch. 3Naruto's P.O.V.Naruto Fan Fiction Ch. 35 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Finally I got a new mission! Granny Tsunade looked about ready to blow her top, but she gave me a mission!
Granny Tsunade sighed.
"Naruto, if you leave me in peace, I will send you on another mission."
She pinched the bridge of her nose and shut her eyes.
"Yes Naruto, really."
"Alright! Don't worry Granny, you won't miss me too long, I'll finish and be back before you know it. BELIEVE IT!"
She mumbled something that sounded like 'heavens no'.
"There seems to be quite a disturbance in Suna lately. A lot more threats than usual have been made towards the Kazekage's life. Some suspicious people have been spotted just outside of Suna, and there have even been rumors of Akatsuki roaming the area. I want you to investigate with Kakashi and Rock Lee."
"Sure thing Granny."
Before Granny Tsunade said anything else I ran off to tell Sakura, Kakashi sensei, and Lee. Sakura chan wasn't assigned to my group, but I wanted to tell her anyways because we were still part of t
EmptinessI stopped cleaning my roomEmptiness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dust lays everywhere
but I'm confident the void inside me
will suck it all in
and leave my room
KakaSaku fanficSummer was ending. It had been 5 months since Sasuke left Konoha but she was still there. Every night Sakura walked to the entrance of the town and waited there hoping Sasuke would come back... but he wouldnt.KakaSaku fanfic8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She missed him so much that everything seemed to have lost interest for her. Naruto, Lee, and even Tsunade-sama tried to cheer her up with no results. Sakura would pretend she was ok rather than let them help her... She knew the pain she felt inside couldnt be eased.
Once again, Sakura went back home in the middle of the night. She knew it could be dangerous to walk alone in the dark but she was not afraid, she had lost the most important thing she had... Sasuke-kun. Despite being surrounded by friends and family she couldnt help feeling so alone without him.
- Sasuke... kun...- she fell to the floor as the tears started running down her face - why have you forsaken me?
Sakura had got used to fall asleep crying so when the sun arise
The Alchemist: Chp 10 (Death the Kid x Reader)The Alchemist: Chp 10 (Death the Kid x Reader)11 months ago in Drama More Like This
Plot: When a trip to a village goes horribly wrong and he falls into the hands of a madman, Kid's only hope is the man's darkest secret hidden in the attic upstairs. A reader x Death the Kid tale.
You don't remember going home, or being tucked into bed, but when you shifted your position as you fade in and out of sleep, you can see the sheets around you and that your pretty, new dress was getting wrinkled.
You recalled Kid's worried face, and how he had straightened the bows in your hair to be symmetrical before yelling at the girls for what had happened. You remember Maka yelling back and Tsubaki and Patty huddling close to the door. You remember wanting to say something but couldn't form the words.
You must have blacked out, because the next time you begin to awaken a little, a strange face met your vision. You heard Kid call him professor, but he dressed in an odd, white coat with stitches all over it and his face. You remember feeling afraid, but too tired to do a
Golden Dream [Golden Freddy TF/Poem]Golden Dream [Golden Freddy TF/Poem]10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A TF-poem by ZacharyEverlust
It’s a lonely night.
Being away from people I don’t know.
Without any light.
Or happiness as a child.
Invited to a party.
With kids playing tag, running by with a VOOM! …
Well…there’s no need to be hasty.
Just have fun together…in the other room.
I’m a loner, with nothing to boast.
Afraid of others, that’s my characteristic.
Which animatronic represents me the most?
Sometimes I wish for more.
Sometimes I wish to be known
Why am I such a bore?
Why can’t I be someone special—AHHHHHH!
Don’t worry kid, you’ll be safe with me.
Where are you taking me?
Don’t worry kid, you’ll be saf
ZenSometimesZen3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
In the zen garden
Rocks contemplate people
Hide and Seek (Soul EaterXReader//SOUL ENDING)Soul Evans EndingHide and Seek (Soul EaterXReader//SOUL ENDING)11 months ago in Romance More Like This
(General warning for language because Soul is so scandalous)
“Hell yeah, I know exactly where to hide,” You whispered confidently to yourself, breaking off from the rest of your friends to go down a different hall. You grinned deviously as you jogged through twists and turns until you arrived in front of a door.
“Professor Stein’s room,” You breathed out, pushing open the half closed door.
You walked in, surveying the room only to let out a squeak of surprise as a head of brilliant white hair popped up from the back of the classroom.
“Soul!?” You said, quite puzzled. That doesn’t make any sense, I took the fastest way here, and Soul definitely wasn’t in front of me!
“Sorry [F/n], but I’m hiding here already, and sharing spots in hide and seek is pretty uncool so you’re gonna have to leave,” He said in a bored tone, expecting no argument from you.
Oh no, that lit
Can Christians Like Dragons?HEADS UP!!! The Biblical half of this version of the article is relatively outdated as of 02/11/2016, so please follow the below link to read the revised and expanded edition! Thank you!!!Can Christians Like Dragons?6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
In other words, can a Christian morally have a love for dragons? The logic behind the question is that dragons by Biblical standards seem to be evil creatures. Therefore it should be incompatible to follow Jesus Christ and love dragons at the same time, right? This is what I've been accused of many times, being a firm holder to Truth yet having a soft spot for dragons. I would like to answer in detail these accusations, thus the reason for this article.
Let us look at dragons from every angle, starting with what The Sacred Scriptures say. In The Holy Bible the Hebrew word used for dragon(s) is 'tanniyn' and shows up 29 times in The Old Testament. But, do note t
The Worst Thing a Christian Could Say(3/15/2014)The Worst Thing a Christian Could Say2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Came across this old blog from 2012 that was responding to the deaths of children in December, basically describing the worst thing a Christian could say following that tragedy:
As much as I can empathize with the pain of those who have lost their loved ones--and perhaps the wording of that Christian's statement could've been better--what the blogger doesn't quite understand is why Christians respond with hope to things that people would typically see as tragic. Yes, Christians do feel pain and miss their loved ones just like anybody else does, but the reasoning behind it is different.
The thing is, an atheist sees death as the end and nothing more after it. But a Christian knows that the spirit lives on because there is life after death. To the Christian, the difference b
You Are MoreYou are more than your pain...You Are More3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You are more than this life...
You are more than the anger,
and the heartache and strife...
You are so much more
than you realize...
There is more to you, than
meets the eye...
When will you see, that you
are not alone...
When will you stop working
yourself to the bone...
I wish you could see
that someone still cares
That when you see me,
I will always be there...
I am here for you Brother,
wherever you go...
Even when you are hurt,
and nobody knows...
Those who love you,
will never let you fall...
And we will come running,
whenever you call...
I will fight for you Brother,
on that you can depend...
Until the day comes,
when our sorrows will end...
PersistenceI have a black old sweaterPersistence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
some of you may know it
you've seen me wear it so many times,
too many... some might say.
it has a few holes
the sleeves are almost falling apart
there's a pink decolored spot
on the left side, near the stomach,
where bleach fell on it.
but it's my favorite sweater
and I still wear it very often
in fact I'm wearing it right now
while I write these lines
and though I don't attach myself to things
there are some that no matter how much you try
you can't completely replace
and you will always love
and you will always miss
after they're gone
AskTheArtist InterviewInterview with *JonasDeRo 11/11/12AskTheArtist Interview3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
<thefluffyshrimp> Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is ~thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *JonasDeRo, a very talented artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
<thefluffyshrimp> Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, JonasDeRo.
<JonasDeRo> Hello all, the pleasure is all mine!
<thefluffyshrimp> ~Fisharto asks "Without sharing too much of your ways to making environments how do you come up with ideas for painting?"
<JonasDeRo> Hello Fisharto, good question!
<JonasDeRo> I would say my main source of inspiration is traveling. I love painting but I love to travel even more; seeing cities, towns, nature really inspires me in the first
The GoddessWhen she walks her hips sway like a hypnotist's watchThe Goddess3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All the men stare and follow her lure wherever she goes
When she turns to them her perky breasts call out
Instincts take over, friends become foes before her
The men tustle to get their chance with the goddess
Standing before her gaze they see wanton eyes
Her lush lips say hello and ask their names
The men tell her all about themselves
There is little truth to the stories they tell
They must stand out above their rivals
They must taste her sex appeal
They must continue talking
They ask her nothing of herself
They feel they've seen all she has to offer
They'll never really know what's held within her body
That the heart behind her bosom is filled with love and poetry
Metamorphosis (Chapter 3)Metamorphosis (Chapter 3)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Fear did not begin to describe the emotion that I was feeling as mom parked the car outside of the clothing store. I was petrified with terror. I knew deep down in my soul that I would be a boy again…that this wouldn’t be permanent…but I felt like if I submitted and played dress up like moms personal doll, then it would practically be like surrendering what little dignity I had left as a man…considering I had any left. Mom stepped out of the car and I got out with her, but I moved slowly to the store, staying as far behind her as possible. The overcast weather was almost a foreshadow of what was to come. Mom was already at the door before me and she turned to make sure that I was still coming. She gave me a curious look…and then understood the distress in my face.
“Chase…look at me.” I stopped and looked into my mom’s eyes. They looked somewhat sad…as if they were trying to understand what I was feeling and that she felt
HomesickThey say home is where your heart is.Homesick3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Right now I wonder
if that means I am away from home,
lost on the road
between here and there,
or that I am
Payload: ThursdayThe mech hangar was a cluttered mess when Rob Roy returned. He had only left an hour before to grab groceries, coming back with an arm full of brown bags. To his surprise, his Stronbo was striped of most of his armour on the left side. Diagnostic equipment was hooked up to the ACE in several locations and the arm was detached, hung up on an armature with a mechanic standing on a scaffold halfway inside the shoulder joint.Payload: Thursday6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rob briskly crossed the hangar floor, calling out to the mechanic. "Angus! How go repairs? This seems kind of excessive."
A muffled yell came from inside the arm, "One second, laddie!" He could tell it was Angus immediately, aside from the familiar accent, there wasn't another man (or woman) on Camilla who wore a traditional Milesian kilt. He struggled to get out, revealing a scruffy, bearded man covered in grease. He sniffed and took off his bandana, wiping his brow with it, revealing his cybernetic hand.
He called down to Rob, "Ju
Punctuating Poetry Part OneSome people believe poetry shouldn't be punctuated and others are still taught to put a comma after every new line. So where is the balance? What does one - especially one new or growing in poetry - do? Well, that's simple: a poet must punctuate with purpose!Punctuating Poetry Part One7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
In order to punctuate with purpose, however, a poet must understand two things: what she wants to achieve with the poem and what a piece of punctuation can achieve in a poem. This means a poet must understand more than the common rules of punctuation; she must know the effect that certain punctuation points can have on a reader or in a text.
This overview tackles punctuation in poetry from a practical standpoint, but it's important to note that while there are "rules" for punctuation, and while there are even some "rules" for poetry, there are no set-in-stone conventional rules for punctuation in poetry. There are schools of thought, and linguistic philosophy runs amuck, but there is nothing definit
CR: Outstanding part 1: Who..Aku sendirian di sana .CR: Outstanding part 1: Who..5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Berada di bawah pohon rindang yang mau kujadikan tempat berlindung di hari ini. Hutan kecil ini memberi sesuatu yang aku butuhkan. Angin sepoi menyentuh pipiku dengan lembut. Aku memejamkan mata.
Di sini, hari ini, damai. Maksudku damai tanpa perang antara HERO dan Villain seperti beberapa waktu lalu. Aku banyak berpikir dan lelah untuk berperang. Tapi itulah kewajiban kami, keua kubu menuntaskan apa yang kami ingin raih.
Di saat yang tenang ini aku coba untuk lebih terbuka. Tanpa sadar, ada seekor kupu kupu terbang ke arahku. Warnanya biru terang seperti kristal dengan semburat merah. Kepakannya lemah. Dengan tenaga yang tersisa, dia hinggap di tangan kananku yang bercakar.
Aku menundukkan kepalaku, melihat kupu kupu itu. Sangat tenang dan cantik. Dia naik ke atas jari kiriku saat aku mengulurkan tangan. Aku tersenyum kecil.
Angin berhembus lagi, menggugurkan banyak dedaunan berwarna kuning keemasan.
The Royal Protector.It wasn't just affection he had for her.The Royal Protector.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Corvo became the Royal Protector when the Empress turned 13 (even then people thought her stubborn for taking a whole year to choose her bodyguard.) Young man, boy really, from Serkonos, only few years older at age seventeen,was 'given' to the soon-to-be-empress to show the good will and approval of the isles (and the pirates, let no one lie to you) when she was visiting the city of Karnaca on her first royal voyage. To the young lady the guard was no more than a watchdog, meant to intrude on her life. To Corvo, it was the only thing he was trained for. And he was trained in many things.
The public and nobility, as they tend to, instantly put the two as lovers once the young princes refused her first fiance arrangement. Corvo did not care much for rumors, insisting to stand in front of his lady's door no matter what 'people' said. (In one of her outbursts, Jessamine broke her guard's nose when she slammed the door right in his ever passive face