cynicism only gets you so fari've been bleedingcynicism only gets you so far1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
for quite a while now, i've been
watching the sun rise through the webs
of skin between my fingers
i've been stitching up my skin like it's
an old pair of jeans, like tearing so easily is
i think it's because this skin isn't
mine, it's an amalgamation
of other people's expectations and
screwed-up pieces of paper and
morning coffee or
and breath made for a different set of lungs
i've been living off
caffeine and insomnia
for quite a while now, i've been
talking to the moon through the diamonds
on my window pane
i've been throwing myself into the glass like i'm
a sparrow, like i'm a blind bird
i think it's because i don't know any
better, i pretend to be the queen
of the universe inside my room and
the ocean inside my teacup and
the lullaby i don't know the tune
or the words to
and a lover wrapped in plastic for the holocene age
i've been dreaming of
for quite a while now, i've been
thinking about running throug
Sound Without NoiseNot knowing howSound Without Noise3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we should begin,
we stand here now
to try again.
for purest cause
as we’re observing
effects of laws
and never taking
a moment’s pause
to stop designing
new sets of flaws…
For noble goals
and simple joys,
the church bell tolls
sound without noise.
As salvation passes
over our heads,
our time relapses
to our deathbeds
and social classes
fall into reds
of blood, ink cases,
For wasted days
and shattered poise,
the night life plays
sound without noise.
Where reason fails
to bring us peace,
the infinite wills
the noise to cease
and the ancient hills
of Rome and Greece
bore witness to ills
yet to decease…
For as I lend
a quiet voice
sound without noise.
Culture Profile: The United Galactic FederationAstrographyCulture Profile: The United Galactic Federation1 year ago in Settings More Like This
The United Galactic Federation (Federation for short) spans most of the Milky Way Galaxy, with a few settlements in the Magellanic Clouds. Every arm in the Milky Way is home to Federation systems and settlements, though the Orion Arm is where Federation control is the weakest, as that is the center of Imperial control.
Natural Physical Appearance
Being a galactic empire, the Federation's population is extremely diverse. Even humans, the overwhelming majority, are diverse, with many subspecies and ethnicities making up the human population. However, the Federation is predominantly composed of humans of the "Galactic" ethnicity, which has been the dominant ethnicity of mankind since time immemorial. Humans of this ethnicity have medium tan skin, black hair, and are on average six feet tall.
You'd think that such a massive empire would have no uniform appearance tradition, but the Federation would prove you wrong. In its efforts to ho
10 ways the Sun beats Yahweh1- Yahweh is weakened by iron, much like a fairy. No solar deity known to man is vulnerable to fucking iron.10 ways the Sun beats Yahweh5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
2- The Sun is still fierce and powerfull, and will continue to be for several more billion years. If Revelation is of any indication, Yahweh is currently so weak he relies on seven headed leopards, whores, horsemen and angels releasing plagues to have any impact on Earth.
3- The Sun has several birthday parties per year: the Winter Solistice, the Spring Equinox, the Summer Solistice and the Autumn Equinox. Yahweh only has 2 birthday parties, one of which he stole from the Sun. Lame.
4- Yahweh once or twice made a pilar of fire, and drowned the world once (which is a story stolen from babylonic mythology anyway, in which it took more than one deity to do that; therefore the biblical flood is a lie, and he did not do such a thing). Phaeton, Helios' son, drove the solar chariot across the Earth, and set the whole world on fire, and nearly evaporated the ocean away. Much more awesom
CheerleadingThe adrenalin.Cheerleading5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The large cheering crowd.
Hundreds of girls putting on a show.
You're stage is a blue mat.
2.5 minutes to prove you have what it takes.
Only one chance to get it perfect.
Just one team crowned winner.
Anxiety fills us.
A Very Supernatural Christmas "This christmas eve we are going to do something different," you say with a devilish grin, sucking out the sugary color from a minty-hershey's chocolate candy cane.A Very Supernatural Christmas 1 year ago in Drama More Like This
"Is that so?" Sam asks, vividly typing away... researching for something or the other. Though to be honest, none of you had been able to find any jobs in the last few weeks. Everyone, even the demons, seemed too engulfed in the Christmas spirit to cause any trouble.
"Yeah, when I was little, my family and I we would meet up at 9 pm on christmas eve and then we'd have a huge meal and open the presents at midnight. Hugging and drinking and just being really jolly.
"Did you seriously just say jolly (y/n)..."
"Don't listen to him, he gets like this every year. Like a total..."
Sam glares at him from the computer.
"...grinch" Dean says with a smile, "I, on the other hand, love your idea." he closes his eyes innocently as he grins.
"You haven't even hear it yet!"
"Well, I'm a
how not pretending anymore is a blessingi won't pretend to anyone that i'm not scared. here i am, standing before god-knows-how-many-people, telling them things i don't have the heart to even tell my mother. especially things i don't have the heart to tell my mother.how not pretending anymore is a blessing3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i could never tell her how many times i've looked at the stars and used them to hold onto my wishes on paper strings, make them hold onto my wishes and me, mostly me, like a marionette
until the sky faded from black to blue, just like the bruises i put on my skin. sometimes a girl doesn't know how to cope, and that's why those paper strings, those thin, angry lines hanging from the heavens,
found their ways to my arms and bled me happy.
i could never tell my mother how i've dreamt of flying and dying and how i can't tell the difference anymore, just the way i can't look in the mirror without crying, just the way i can't look in the mirror and tell if i am human or monster.
it's impossible to tell the woman who put you into this world through hours of pain, becau
AwakenessDavid liked driving forklifts. He was the best forklift driver Constructech had. He never missed a pallet, and things always got where they needed to go in one piece. Working on the new SuperEnergy plant had been a particular treat for him. So many important and delicate pieces of equipment needed to be brought in, and David took care of them all. Not one load was dropped, misplaced, or forgotten.Awakeness8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was this fact, above all else, that had allowed David to keep his job after the new Awakeness tests came out. IQ was a thing of the past. Awakeness tested for a person’s awareness of themselves, and their surroundings. Construction companies now wouldn’t take anyone with an Awakeness lower than 85 points. Workplace accidents had dropped significantly.
As David lined up another pallet for pickup, George the foreman sauntered over to him. Ever since receiving his score of 107, George sauntered everywhere.
“Watching the plant activation tonight?” George asked, leaning
Fall of Minecraftia Ch2 (pt 3)“Where am I?” Drakonia questioned as she began to regain consciousness. “Well this isn't grass..... so what is it?” She felt the material beneath her, a lush and plush feeling, staying as she was trying to recall what happened last night, and trying to figure out where she was. Drakonia was baffled at her current feeling, it seemed like she was fading back and forth between light and dark. She sat up and rubbed the sore spot she felt on the ender side of her face, being curious as to what could be causing the pain.Fall of Minecraftia Ch2 (pt 3)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Good you're awake.” A voice said. Drakonia startled by this gave a small yelp and jumped far enough to the side that she fell off the hospital bed she was placed on. “Oh crap! I didn't mean to startle you.” Drakonia could hear the person walk around the bed and help her up to her feet. She opened her eyes, only for them to reveal a blurred world but only for a moment. As her vision came into focus, she
in four weeks,i cannot wait to fall asleepin four weeks,3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
peacefully and soundly
with your skin,
tall and warm
we will slumber and dream
and awake in each other's arms.
you will come home
in four weeks.
the flights will taper away,
and you will leave behind
and remember, please,
that i am what waits
those thousands of miles
ahead of you.
i want you to buy me flowers
so i can feel guilty over you
having spent money on me
but feel beautiful
because of how beautiful
the petals are
and the hands that gave them
i want to put us in photographs
so that i can remember
the way that you touch me
because as months fade into
it becomes easier to forget.
i would rather forget my own name
than your skin on mine.
WitherMU Nether tragedy(WARNING IF YOU DONT LIKE BLOOD PLEASE LEAVE)WitherMU Nether tragedy2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Theres a creature,
Who lurks in the nether,
Who was once a spaceman,
But now is a heatless monster,
Who kills for fun,
His name is WitherMU,
It was noon in a minecraft server.It was bright and sunny,a beautiful day to stay outside.But not for this group of crafters,Sapphire a.k.a Splashy-Sapphy,Silver a.k.a Midnightwolf and Ryan a.k.a Nightfog."So are you guys ready to jump in the portal?"Nightfog asked looking at the tall structure."Ooh ya."Midnight said with a grin."Alright then lets go."Sapphy said jumping into the portal.The other two shrugged and jumped in.
The three came out of the portal holding swords and wearing diamond armor."Ive never been to the nether before..."Sapphy said looking around."Its so hot!"Sapphy whined."Hey! Ruby told you it was hot before she..."Nightfog stopped and looked down depressed."Its ok Ryan.Enderlox cant get us here.He only lives in the End and Over World!"Midnight said starring at him with a sad smile."I
Norse NamesAegir SeaNorse Names5 years ago in Settings More Like This
Alfheim Home of the Elves
Alfodr All father
Alsvior Very quick
Arvakr Early awake
Asgard Farm of the Aesir
Sol (Erwin x Reader)For the absolutely delightful :iconpostie-toastie:Sol (Erwin x Reader)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Please listen to: Sleeping At Last
She was perched carefully on the windowsill admiring the way the sun's first rays were gradually reaching her half of the hemisphere. The sky was transforming from the midnight hues to subtle purples, pinks, and yellows that would soon to become its familiar blue. Stray rain clouds from the night's previous storm were fleeting, leaving the calming scent of freshly circulated water to damp the crevices and surrounding areas of the old castle as well as a slight chill in the air.
A light tapping at her door proved enough to detach herself from the scene before her.
“Come in,” she quietly cooed as she pulled her robe closer to herself, not yet dressed for the day's duties.
At the permission of her soft words a familiar blonde allowed himself entrance.
personificationi am a whisper no one else can hear.personification3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
yes, your butt looks huge,
yes, he will leave you
if you tell him how you really feel,
and no, you are never enough.
just because only you can hear me,
it doesn't mean i am any less real.
i will tint everything you see
like a pair of cheap sunglasses
with one lens opaque
so that you cannot see anything clearly
and your perception is skewed.
i am in the pilot's seat
and you will be mine
the second you let your guard down.
your heartstrings will connect my piano strings
as i hammer them down and knot with pain;
i will break you to your knees
and hit them to the pavement
like a child in the summer.
i will beat you into the earth
and offer you a hand,
but use it only to strike you
across the face.
i will always leave a handprint.
i am insecurity,
are all my
The Floating Budder 2 #2The Floating Budder 2 #22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Floating Budder 2 #2
Sky followed where the Recruit who was named StickyPistonAlb led him. He was led to a place very close to the midst of the battle, but it was still safe there. Ant, Husky, Jerome, and some other Recruits were there. Then Diamond came running to him.
"There you are Sky! Where have you been?" Diamond asked. "No, that's not important right now, there are too much squids. I know squids are easy to kill but the numbers are overtaking the Recruits! I think we need to activate the Circle of Peace."
"But.." Sky argued. "The Circle of Peace is too dangerous! It might also kill the Recruits!"
"Sky! We just have to do it! Too many has died already! And the Recruits are already trained for these emergency situations so they should be able to cope with the weapon." Ant replied. "We just need to go to the permission room and we'll be able to activate it!"
"Fine." Sky said. "But how are we going to get there? The permission room is in the opposite side of the bas
My mind at 3 A.M.Pouring rainMy mind at 3 A.M.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A sleepless night
Dancing in my mind
An addiction to hold back
A hope to cherish
Darkness is all around
But somewhere the light still shines
The past is too vivid
The future is too foggy
The present is a battle
A battle I must win
Capitulo 8. GoterasPara Alexis, colarse en la piscina de la escuela ya era parte de su rutina diaria. Aún cuando tenía seguro su puesto en el equipo de natación, el poder relajarse en ese sitio lo hacía pasar largas sesiones nadando. Tenía la alberca sólo para él, podía realizar vueltas contra reloj para mejorar su tiempo, o simplemente flotar panza arriba con los ojos cerrados. Era su mundo, sólo suyo, nadie podía entrar para interrumpir su paz.Capitulo 8. Goteras2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
En ese santuario seguro pronto se volvería algo más, un sitio donde disfrutar de las cosas que resultaban, si bien no imposibles, si incómodas de hacer en casa. O al menos esa es la justificación que él se daba, cuando en realidad sólo hacía una cosa en ese lugar.
Tras haber dado varias vueltas, Alexis se detuvo en la orilla y salió para sentarse al borde de la piscina. Con su corazón agitado y sus músculos tensos, el le
My madnessone day I tried to leave my madnessMy madness2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I left behind the rage and sadness
I became a simple man
locked my madness there and then
I lived for years,completely sane
almost brought my death and bane
and then I yelled:"That's it!"
and ran and jumped into the pit
and with the darkest scream of glee
my madness have returned to me
as it brought color to my world
and I laid back as it had whorled
me and my madness both agree
that together we are free
alone we suffer too much pain
and so insane I shall remain.
Capitulo 10. El derrumbeLos vecinos se asustaron luego de escuchar los desgarradores gritos provenientes de la residencia Urrutia, tan fuertes como los relámpagos que surcaban el cielo de aquella tarde y hacía vibrar las ventanas de las casas. Los gritos femeninos hicieron pensar a más de uno que la señora de Urrutia se encontraba siendo torturada. ¿Por su marido? Más de uno pensó en esa opción, encontrando cierta dicha morbosa al notar que el matrimonio distaba mucho de ser perfecto. Pero eso no evitaba que sintieran terror al escuchar ese tormento, que a cada segundo parecía empeorar.Capitulo 10. El derrumbe2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
La puerta abierta fue una invitación para unos pocos que se aventuraron a entrar, empujados por su preocupación y la curiosidad, y siendo recibidos por el desorden propio de lo que debió ser una pelea: trozos de platos, vasos y jarrones cubrían el suelo, los muebles de la sala volteados, trozos de ropa de mujer junto a lo que, con toda s
Capitulo 9. La llegada.Daniel no era capaz de concentrarse. Los siguientes cuatro días después de la tormenta, Esther vivió en una angustia y paranoia terribles e inexplicables, un estado que el cocodrilo jamás había visto y que provocaba una profunda preocupación en el cocodrilo debido a su fracaso en intentar ayudarla. Aquella noche que la encontró frente a la habitación, con el teléfono en mano y la mirada perdida, ocurrió algo que ella se negó a decirle. Los siguientes días se fueron volviendo cada vez más pesados: las llamadas de teléfono la aterraban, al igual que cualquier auto que se detuviera frente a la casa, y difícilmente se separaba de Daniel cuando él salía a trabajar.Capitulo 9. La llegada.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
La única forma en la que podía hacer que durmiera era dándole unos calmantes recetados por su doctor, una mezcla fuerte que la hacía dormir por toda la noche, horas que Daniel aprovechaba para quedarse hasta tarde en la sala, al borde de las lágrimas, sufriendo una impotencia terrible. Nunca la había visto en una crisis, o no lo
Painting the Sunsetsin our youthPainting the Sunsets4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sky was but a sheet of paper,
and we were pens and pencils
that spelled out stories on the scraps of night.
and we colored the sun red with our laughter,
the sky blue with the sadness we kept inside,
and the feelings that we couldn't comprehend
we gathered on our brushes
and splattered across the dusky horizon.
and these we called the sunsets.
The Birth of a Poemthe birth of a poem:The Birth of a Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a hundred-odd images are stacked up
with silky metaphors draped overtop;
and then some "theme words" are added,
stuff like "love" or "heartbreak"
and these go in the middle
and give it shape;
and then the first images need tweaked a bit,
so the subject's hair gets turned the more vivid color of
straw," " wheat,"
and then some verbs are used
to scrape away the edges of those stagnant nouns;
and then the nouns are spruced up by adjectives like
"stunning," "evanescent," or "mellifluous,"
and are shoved into cracks
to make everything look smoother;
and then the "backspace" key is used
to clean up the extra letters or words
and make the final poem look almost professional.
and then, if desired,
a few phrases that don't make sense
are thrown in
in the name of "art."