100 points giveaway!The winner:Hello, sweeties (:More Like This
..and welcome, June...
I hope you're having a wonderful weekend
I decided to make one of you smile again by giving one lucky deviant 100 points
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(deadline: 03rd June 2013
I will pick the winner with a little help of random.org)
I notice so many misplaced category deviations on the front page, and it's sad that some popular deviants do that on purpose just to increase the feedback they get (put their deviations in underrated categories)
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Dear Diary 12 20 to 30December 21, 2012, 3:00 PM E.S.T.More Like This
Rained again. Saw some weird blue lights around
three AM; thought it was the Mayan blue comet but
when I went outside there wasn't anything there.
Must have been a plane. Stayed up till five AM and
My husband went to work this morning; told Mom
he'd be home very late. Didn't talk to me. The party
December 22, 2012, 12:06 AM E.S.T.
The 21st has come and gone. So have the party
goers. Brother and family went home, sister and
nephew are at her boyfriend's and youngest sister is
with my niece. Husband still isn't back.
A fierce wind is picking up outside...then again it is
the first official day of winter. Still I have a certain
sense of...forboding. Armed my outdoor booby traps:
no one lurking around at this hour is going to be up to
any good. Only the path to the front door is clear...a
key in the lock won't activate the trap in the hall.
December 22, 2012, 5:00 AM E.S.T.
Rude awakening this morning...still can't
LunariumThe hourly blackout in the city of saints,More Like This
for a moment or more,
dissolves the evening
in pitch black darkness.
Come up here and look, at
these constellation scattered skies.
How they twinkle like kamdani
on a dupatta of dark velvet.
A splatter of sequins far
and wide in this immaculate
Listen now, the whispers in the dark;
the wind and trees talk in rustles.
Close your eyes.
Open, at the infinity of incomprehensible space.
What are you and I
in front of these thousands of light years?
Like dust particles wavering,
in the morning light; minute me and you-s.
Remember the light; the ones you captured
in that moment in time, in that space,
in your eyes.
Remember; when others blur.
Or when obscurity comes along for a ride,
or when the blues are a shade too dark,
revive the true blue
that you now hold -
heaving a sigh, the electricity
then breathes back life in the night.
is now lit up.