New Year, Ancient WisdomAttraction is not a choice. We are humans. The feeling of love and lust is natural. It is within us. If the feelings are true between the two, there is no reason to deny. If the feelings won't cause no harm, there is no problem.New Year, Ancient Wisdom2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Despite our various features and color of our skin, we are kin. We share the same crimson blood as the ancestors that bore us: HUMANKIND. We have been bound since the beginning and will be bound 'till the end and beyond.
Do not underestimate the strength of a woman. If she can be the vessel and provider of life, she can do many things she puts her mind to.
Respect your human kin!
It AbstractIt Abstract2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cold and Deep by astra888leddher
"It Abstract" is a "place" in Milegu not definable in simple terms of "Planar Spaces".
"It Abstract" is intimately associated with the Alpkatchen, that is, with the concept "there is always more" that belongs to Milegu. It Abstract is a place of Milegu where this principle is applied radically: there are always more and more Planar Structures increasingly complex (and increasingly simple at the same time). It Abstract belongs to the Depths of Alpkatchen: that means, is one of the exotic realities, made Planar Structure, which appear when increasing the complexity of the information
The AlpkatchenThe Alpkatchen3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Depths of Alpkatchen by Jakeukalane
One of the key features of Milegu, apart from its continuous self-contradiction (is-doesn't-exist) and self-containment (Inside of One) —that is, the survival of completely contradictory realities in the same space and time, the ability for each object or set of objects is within himself ...— it is the concept of "there is always more" (Alpkatchen).
This concept is not a "fundamental" concept, because it can be easily deduced from other assumptions in Milegu, as is-doesn't-exist or the Inside of One or any other fundamental brick of Milegu (such as A-/E+=α paradoxes). However, is of great impo
Ode To A Crimson LeafA leaf, crimson as the dawnOde To A Crimson Leaf2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sunders itself from its branch
And drifts on a playful breeze
Its slow undulating flight
Mesmerizing me with charm
With all the pain and sorrow
I have seen over the years
This momentary beauty
This visual poetry
Provides my spirit with peace
The leaf lands amid others
In shades of orange and yellow
To form autumn's mosaic
And the ever-patient duck
Paints its bright panorama
Lo AbstractoLo Abstracto2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cold and Deep por astra888leddher
"Lo Abstracto" es un "lugar" del Milegu no definible en términos simples de "Espacios Planares".
"Lo Abstracto" está asociado de manera íntima con el Alpkatchen, es decir, con el concepto propio del Milegu de "siempre hay más". Lo Abstracto es un lugar del Milegu donde este principio se aplica de manera radical: siempre hay más y más Estructuras Planares cada vez más complejas (y cada vez más simples a la vez). Lo Abstracto pertenece a las Profundidades del Alpkatchen: e
Ode To A Couple CricketsWinter weather but a faint memoryOde To A Couple Crickets2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dusk allows the shadows to slowly grow
My skin is caked with dried sweat
From the heat of afternoon
Somewhere among the thirsty blades of grass
A couple crickets are chirping with zeal
Barely audible amid
The drone of distant traffic
So deep into suburbia am I
That they are the only poets I hear
Ode To A JaguarFar beneath the canopyOde To A Jaguar2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Bathed in moonlight, a jaguar
Strides with grace through the night
What strength within her muscles
What care put into each step
Spotted coat her camouflage
Gleaming tooth and hidden claw
Combined with such stealth and might
She is lithe fatality
Lethal purpose is guided
The design of her body
Into a fierce elegance
With a beauty born of bloodlust
The jaguar, in all her vim,
Moves among midnight shadows
A pantherine eidolon
Prowling the rainforest floor
Senses always kept acute
SupervivenciaSupervivencia6 years ago in Humor More Like This
¿Qué diablos hace este crío?
Señor, yo no me merezco esto... Tan sólo quería darme un garbeo por el césped; quizás cazar algún moscardón o tomar el sol sobre una roca. Como un lagarto corriente y moliente sin molestar a nadie, más feliciano que Chupín, me apetecía perderme por el huerto y disfrutar de su inmensidad.
Y va y tiene que agarrarme el *censored* del Fernandito. Si es que ya lo decía mi abuela: el que gafe nace, mal hace. El caso es que el niño psicópata me ha cogido por banda y ya está maquinando malvedades que preferiría no quedarme a ver. Las leyendas sangrientas sobre él son famosas en toda la región.
Así murió mi tío Abundio.
Pues yo no pienso dejar que me desmiembren en plan Kill Bill. Como soy pequeñajo y muy ágil, me deslizo sobre su dedo índice y me preparo para la ofensiva. Sonrío.
Mordiendo no me gana ni Dios. ¡J
BLT -- Light and DarkBLT -- Light and Dark6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a dark and stormy night! No, wait, it wasn't stormy yet. That happened later. Well, let's just say it was a dark night and leave it there.
Two whole days had passed since we had left the Cottage. We'd seen some interesting things already, like a forest of sticks and a peaceful meadow filled with animals. We'd followed the light of the Really Big Lamp and Radio's navigation skills (if they really were real) to this place; a creepy forest of darkness.
Being a lamp, I hate the dark. That's why I was so glad my light was there to shine in the forest, showing everyone where to go. Of course, I was a little bit angry when Kirby told me to turn it off, but he had a good reason. The battery was dying, and without it there would be no way we could keep going. Sure, we can move on our own power for a little while, but we need some power source to keep us going forever.
So, there we were, in the dark and spooky forest, no light, running low on power, no light, in need of shelter, and no li
Of Dreams and Nightmares Pt2The chariot touched down in Canterlot, more specifically, Celestia's castle grounds. Twilight and her friends disembarked the chariot and thanked the guards, who held their heads high, showing off their pride. Twilight led her friends through the grounds and into the castle itself. There they met with Princess Celestia, who was pleased to see that they had finally arrived.Of Dreams and Nightmares Pt24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Please, this way " spoke Celestia, her tone seeming to be layered with a sense of urgency, which contrasted her normal, slower, calmer way of speaking. The Princess led them through the elegant hallways, where shining marble pillars, and various stone carvings oversaw their progress. The Princess led them into the throne room, where her regal sister, Princess Luna was waiting. Celestia took her place on her throne, whilst the six ponies stood the customary distance away from the thrones.
Twilight took a small step forwards, making her stand out from the crowd. She bowed her head, and immediately lifted it back
Really??- 2p!FACE x Tomboy!Tween!Reader Ch. 7•3rd POV•Really??- 2p!FACE x Tomboy!Tween!Reader Ch. 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the morning she wakes up to the scent of frying meat and cheese potatoes. Her face and abdomen ached, and she decided to get ready before she went down to eat. She wanders around until she finds a bathroom, a few doors down.
'Argh. Why does my stomach hurt so bad? Was it the pasta? Nah, I practically ravish their food supply whenever I come over. What's wrong? Ugh, I hope I'm sick today.' _______ wonders to herself.
She sits down and she almost screamed.
'What the hell, did I shit myself?!' She mentally screamed waddling around the bathroom with her underwear pooling at her knees. 'What is that?!'
'My god...' Reality hits her.
'I just started my very first strawberry week...in a house full of men. On a school day. And I'm not sick, or good at acting. Joy...' She takes a breath and starts unwrapping the bandages before washing her face.
After a while, and for some odd reason, she found a few of what she 'needed' in the medicine cabin
Day 2: Mustache (30 Days with Noah)Char: Dorian & NoahDay 2: Mustache (30 Days with Noah)7 months ago in Humor More Like This
Summ: Noah finds facial hair sexy.
Warning: Sexual Humor
30 Days of Noah
(noun) a strip of hair left to grow above the upper lip.
Dorian frowned. He’d been distracted by the fact Iron Bull kept turning his head in the same direction. Dorian had turned to follow the Qunari’s gaze but found that he was just looking at the elf who sat by the fire, staring off into space.
He wondered what had the elf so caught up in his day dream that he hadn’t heard a word that anyone had said to him.
Although - Dorian made the alarming realization that the elf was staring at Blackwall.
“Bull?” Dorian mumbled lowly, causing the giant Qunari to regard him. “Is he looking at Blackwall like that?”
“I have been sitting here for the past few minutes trying to figure that one out myself…”
Sweet N Sour(Dorian/M!Lavellan)(ThinkingLoudly#10)Chars: Dorian & Val’AishlymSweet N Sour(Dorian/M!Lavellan)(ThinkingLoudly#10)6 months ago in Humor More Like This
Notes: See description
Ch Summary: This is why we usually just skip this scene - it never really works out how people think it does.
Thinking Loudly, Shouting Silently: Inner Machinations of Val’Aishlym
Sweet & Sour
Dorian was giddy. If you asked him why he looked so giddy, he would probably just tell you it was gas – then again, he probably wouldn’t even tell you that or anything at all. He’d probably say something along the lines of ‘My, you imply I glow? I didn’t know you paid much mind to me – but then again, who could ever ignore such devilish looks like the ones I own?’ to which the person speaking to him either wanted to throw something at him, throw him, or vomit….or all of the above.
Anyhow, he was currently prepping for his date with the inquisi
RhythmsRhythmsRhythms1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
They are Everywhere
The Rhythm of Love
The Rhythm of Hate
The Rhythm of Life
The Rhythm of Death
They all have a Beggining
They all have an End
They can be Altered
Or left Alone
It's how one plays to the Beat
Simply AloneI am so tired of these cloudsSimply Alone1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hovering over me as if I wouldn't be found
Shading over me with their paint of grey and blue
Its really sad to say but...its not time to go home soon
I am so tired but what can I do?
When all I ever think is to just live my life new,
How am I suppose to do that?
How am I suppose to do that?
When all I can feel in my bones
Is that dullness of feeling simply alone.
The Talented YouTuber Law x Reader chapter 1(r/s)- Rock songThe Talented YouTuber Law x Reader chapter 11 month ago in Romance More Like This
(f/n) random friend name
I stood in front of the door, I took a deep breath and open the door. The room looked like a normal recording studio you would see. There was a long control panel with a bunch of button for a lot of thing. Then there was a door to the left of it. You could see into it because of the glass that i think was one way not sure if it is. Because of the glass you would see that the small closet like room was sound proof and had a microphone in it. On the other side of the room was a large couch it was likely made out of real leather but not sure. And on top of that I was the only one here.
“Maybe I got the wrong room or maybe they’re not here yet.” I went and sat on the couch to wait for a few minutes to see if I got the right room and they’re late. The the open and a tall man with red hair walked in.
”Hey you must be (y/n) it’s nice to meet yo
Dunno, you tell me what this is.I don't like being alone,Dunno, you tell me what this is.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
And yet I am constantly alone.
I want to converse with others,
But there is never anyone there,
So I talk to myself.
Why is it so quiet?
Why is it so cold?
Why don't I have something to hug?
I hate winter,
But during the summer I say I like winter,
During the winter you just use more blankets.
I miss high school,
I miss being around people,
I miss people I disliked.
But I can't decide on what to eat,
Food is more appealing when shared with others.
This will now take a turn,
All I eaten today was a PB&J.
My mind just melted into my stomach,
I ate my own thoughts,
Distant Thunder. Canon FireI walked so softly out that grand bronze pipeDistant Thunder. Canon Fire1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
so the flowing waters but kissed the tips
between my trembling toes, then fluttered on
to burst through to the gentle, glowing light.
There, at pipe's bitter end, I saw it drop
a hundred thousand metres onto reddish soil.
A cold wind braced me. She fed my lungs.
still I was unprepared for what I was to see.
High up in the mountains, my pipe of bronze
thrusted out as a bony horn upon the cliff
carved around its mammoth jaw, the face:
a devil's toad spewing forth upon the land.
There I stood listening to gilded plains
whisper, rustle feathers softly to my ear...
...and distant thundering canon fire.
The UnderTakers (Pt 2)Morgan moved onto her stomach in her sleep, her head turned to its side and half her face pressed to the pillow. She moaned, her body sore. Her eyes slowly opened. Beside her, Luca laid unconscious. His chest rose and fell as he breathed slowly. Still half asleep, Morgan smiled. She closed her eyes again for a moment. Recollection of yesterday rammed into her head and she jumped up, startled! She looked around the room. It was a small sized room with stained renaissance wallpaper and old windows with spider weds in the corners. It only had a bed and a dresser, both stained wood. The bed was cotton white and the thin confider was pushed to the end of the bed. It was sunny outside. Morgan jumped up and ran to the window. It was a one story building in the forest, a dirt road continued on past the trees. Where the hell where they? Had they really been... Morgan held her hand to her mouth, remembering being suffocated. She looked around the room, her satchel was gone. She lookThe UnderTakers (Pt 2)1 month ago in Horror More Like This
The HoleAs I lay within the hole I now call my life I stare at the stars as the cold dirt scratches at my back. The sky is as beautiful as always because it provides me a sign of freedom, a luxury I cannot afford. I enjoy the glimmer of the night sky as much as the radiance of morning sun. Basically, when you are trapped in a hole with nothing but earth around you the sky becomes an extraordinary image. I dream beneath the moon and I shower under the warmth of the sun.The Hole1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Enough with the positive because the stars force me to enter the past. I do not understand how I got stuck within a hole. It can be because of my lack of decisions, my fear of bravery or the enemies I made. For some strange reason all I remember is waking up in a hole on a dark stormy night. The rain attacks my skin, my body shivers and my wet cloths prevent any chance of warmth. I do not call out for help because I am afraid. I hold my body in a ball as my hands rattle and tears poor from my eyes.
The first day within the hole