The Dawning of LoveEvery time we say goodbye
you leave no time for us to cry
even though you see my tears
whilst they feed my deepest fears.
Every time you whisper
About a future together
just to make me smile
Or make me walk that extra mile.
You where holding me in your arms,
I couldn't understand a word you meant.
Until today when we're standing at the break of dawn
arm in arm and hand in hand
basking in a warm glow of love unspoken,
Now I finally understand.
Umbrella: The other side of the coin #1Noon, 7 September 2002, Raccoon City, Umbrella Corporation Research FacilityMore Like This
The alarm sounded, fire doors closed, and neurotoxins began permeating the air.
Screams of agony resounded in the corridors and one scientist after another collapsed to the ground of the underground level 3, the Biological Research Laboratory for human trials.
Bryan reached under his desk and calmly put on his gasmask, he then entered his password and the exhaust system drained his room of toxins after which he
proceeded towards his office door, sealing it off with his ID card(Level 5 clearance) and then walked back to his desk.
Bryan didn’t care much, he was a geneticist, and Umbrella offered the best learning and proving ground for his research and knowledge.
He worked with the T-Virus and G-Virus as if but a mere cold. Though he always proceeded his research with the utmost caution.
Up until the day the T-virus broke out in the lower levels of the research facility, causing hundreds o
Bryan Jackson: Lev5 Umbrella Corporation ScientistName: Bryan JacksonMore Like This
Weight/Height: 68kg / 181cm
Appearance: Shaggy, mid long black hair, dark chestnut eyes, lean body with slight muscle definition.
Wears the typical Umbrella scientist clothing, but has a pin attached to his suit on his left chest pocket in the shape of a holy cross.
Family: Daughter Sylvie(dead) and his wife Amelia(dead).
Home State/Country/Region: New York, Upper East Side.
1: A deep understanding of science and biology.2: He's swift on his feet and avoids combat at all times.3: Tactician, he always makes a backup plan.
Main: Silenced pistol with both live rounds and tranquilizers.Secondary: A switchblade with a 10 inch blade.
Faction: Umbrella Zero(Level 5 Scientist).
In due timeAh, happy thoughts that cannot shed,More Like This
Such luxury, wealth can afford.
Tho by proxy it does fret,
Like serpent in basket sent.
I reckon 'pon many a year or so, not for long.
This too shall fade as if near oblivion.
Aye, with succulent lips it does beckon.
Closer, a plea, a message. Still unwritten.
Lost forlorn 'pon highest of noon, and lowest of morn.
Ah, happy thoughts, birthed from barren womb and woman scorn.
CoinedA penny for your thoughts?More Like This
I don't mind the wind nor tumbleweeds
After all, ignorance blows strongest when the mind's absent.
ObservationsI cannot help but watch and stareMore Like This
I wonder what and when and where
Sitting with my cup in hand
Seeing all the poor and grand
Girls in minis stroll along
Listening to their favourite song
Child of two with Mum in tow
Wondering when and where to go
Business man in suit and tie
Works all day and wonders why
Dear old lady, hair of grey
No other way to spend the day
Cops in blue march down the mall
Watching everyone and all
Smokers gathered on the side
Puffing quickly, trying to hide
Prima donna passing by
Parcels reaching to the sky
Pidgeons eating all the crumbs
A weird bloke who plays the drums
Roy Orbison impersonator
Just as well I'm not the rater
Older male out to impress
That gorgeous girl in flirty dress
Are just a few that passed my way
As I sat in the street today
Kindness exist still.This morning I was confronted with the image of a black woman condemned to poverty;More Like This
She wore worn down clothes down to the very fabric.
Pigeon shit stained her blanket freely as she hid in a doorway in the middle of the busy city.
She reminds me that people fall often, far from grace, beneath eye’s reach.
There was a certain beauty about it all, yet heartbreakingly sad to see her sitting there alone on the cold hard doorstep.
She sat there stoically, enduring judgmental eyes and remarks, as she finds comfort with her pigeon friends.
Perhaps she chose to be a recluse, perhaps condemned, fallen through the mazes of society.
It matters not to me how she got there, it mattered that she was there, alone, in the cold under a blanket covered in pigeon shit.
I’ve continued my daily routine unable to shake this image from my mind.
I've fetched my daily dose of caffeine from the local bakery and with cup in hand I made my way towards my office.
Only to see a bus stop 20 feet from her
CrystallineI’ll love you with crystalline kisses,More Like This
Harsh like thousands of razor blades on porcelain skin.
Your inner nebula contends against
The torrent of my supermassive black hole.
I am but demon, devoid of human emotion.
A path paved for me; A path I have not chosen.
I’ll kiss you fondly with blackened lips,
incapable to fill this void.
I’ll twist and bend, but my mind twirls out of control.
Longing for miracles does take its toll.
No one imagines that just like a shark, I need sustenance,
Yet no prey ever seems adequately voluptuous.
Have I too often craved miracles,
too often hoped to fill this emptiness with forged affection?
I find myself alone -- still…
2. Ode to.. A StarMy little bright star,More Like This
Shining upon the firmament painted black.
How you spread your luminosity across the wide galaxy.
Are you to be lonely? When flanked by all your brothers and sisters.
How you sparkle above us, and we bathe in your light below.
Chant for us forevermore about all love and jealousy.
Let us bask in your warm glow and enjoy your tranquillity.
At night, you pierce the shaded veil that cloaks our world.
At day, you are never sighted.
Are you scared within the radiant rays?
That the sun sheds upon our lives.
At night, do you hum our lamentation covered within your suffocating cry?
EonsI’ve been falling for eons, and eons more I’ll fall.More Like This
No celestial castles shall wall me,
Nor a crowded inferno to be my port of call.
I’ve been falling for eons, and eons more I’ll fall.
Towards no specific location,
United within this chaos.
I’ve been falling for eons, and eons more I’ll fall.
Until there’s nothing left, nothing left to recall.
Until there’s nothing left, nothing at all.
I’ve been falling for eons, and eons more I’ll fall.
For no celestial castles shall wall me,
Nor a crowded inferno to be my port of call.
For this place where I reside,
This limbo, this purgatory… can only exist within me.
Where I'll fall for eons, and eons more I'll fall
PandoraThe all-endowed, all-gifted, all-giving.More Like This
A beautiful evil -- moulded from earth.
By Aphrodite’s grace, Hermes’ deceitful ways,
She spoke eloquent speech filled with lies and crafty reach.
Without evil intent, curiosity did force her hand.
As she brought burdensome toil, disease, sickness, and death to man.
True Freedom... Is to be forgotten.We are all 21st century slavesMore Like This
Only in death does one find freedom.
True freedom’s cost is absolute and unending darkness.
We exchange the light that shines upon us,
trading sorrow, pain, joy, love and suffering.
For an all numbing everlasting embrace.
True freedom is not to exist at all, not even in the heart of man.
Yet we live forth in the memories of others.
Eternally like divine celestial beings.
A tragic malformation within their brain,
a malignant cyst, I must ordain.
We’re but a terminal ailment, no hopeful prospect.
Once they too depart -- we are forgotten.in the end
Us As EnergyIf one looks closely enough at the universe, one begins to realize that we are not separate from the universe but part of a vast interaction realizing itself. We are energy. Being energy we have the properties of energy; that being, energy never dies but only transforms it’s state. We reinforce our limitations, or have our limitations defined for us by a constant bombardment of sources seeking to maintain that perspective we so automatically accept without question.More Like This
All of my heartThe harder I pushMore Like This
the farther you fall
the more I talk
the more your silence
the closer I get
the bigger the gap is
every time we collide
the sparks illuminate
the impact erasing any doubts
but you still push away
gravity isn't the only thing
keeping us apart
two souls entwined
dancing over memories
and creating new ones
but a breaths distance
I can hear your heart beating
can you feel mine?
through the atmosphere
to touch yours
its the only way
you can see
how I feel is true
it cries from my pores
and a silent scream
barely escapes my lungs
longing for an answer
if I could write
our names in the stars
I'd let you know
no matter where I am
even if you've pushed me
to the edge of the cosmos
the farthest corner
of your thoughts
in the end
all of my heart
Meaningless (Quotes From The Apocalypse)You're just prolonging the inevitableMore Like This
Running away from the past
Just to run away in the future.
There's a balance in nature
between death and life,
but it's uneven now.
We're all gonna die in the end
But you are all just afraid of the TRUTH.
The honest to god truth...and you don't realize it
You're all blind, blind.
But I see the lies are not covering my eyes,
I see the darkness in the hearts,
When human nature really shows.
CeasedMy heart would always beat for youMore Like This
Sadly enough -- today it stopped.
In your head it might still echo
But in reality it does not.
As if you would forget me
When the sound ceased to exist.
I will always be a memory
That lingers like a cyst.
Remember Me?Do you remember me,More Like This
Or those sparkling summer days?
Or how the solstice sun shone,
While the sea breeze flowed through the hills?
Or the golden fields,
The clear blue skies,
The shimmering sapphire sea,
The dusty earthen trails
Under the canopy of the redwood trees?
I thought not.
For, to you, those days
Are merely some more summer days,
Days of no importance.
Those days were days
Of flowers of joy and bliss blossoming in the air.
It was when
I discovered the meaning of life,
When I discovered love
In your beautiful eyes
And your enchanting smile.
I am now a mere stranger;
But to me,
You will always hold that special place in my heart.
Devious Journal EntryThings I've learned at my new job:More Like This
1. There are some very interesting (and scary) people in the town of Columbus
2. I'm shorter than I thought ( I can't reach the top shelves without a stepping stool )
3. I actually like working in customer service (as long as the customer isn't rude... which happens every once in a while, but that's to be expected)
4. Doctors need to learn to write LEGIBLY (seriously, I cannot decipher anything on the prescriptions people bring in)
5. Flu shots aren't all that bad... (I got mine Friday, and I was a big girl and didn't freak out as bad as I thought I would... probably because all my coworkers were watching )
6. Don't sell OTC stuff to suspicious looking characters with tatoos, rotting teeth, etc because they're probably making meth with it O:
7. Horseflies are terrifying (one got in through the drive thru window and me and Chelsea were ducking behind each other and shrieking while Kara was throwing stuff at it to kill it
LingerAs a fleeting lover's kissMore Like This
Grace tender lips
With satin touch
And ruby red gloss
As the kiss lingers
Remains mesmerizing for
But a brief moment
Of newfound bliss
Can't Catch MyselfI put you awayMore Like This
on a high shelf
I've climbed up
only to fall
The fall isn't bad
it makes me feel free
I only hope
that I'll be caught
I put you away
on a high shelf
Now I am falling
and can't catch myself
The Angel's LamentationThe world shall be cleansed, bathing in the tears of angels.More Like This
The world down below falters under beating silver rain,
As the sun ceases to radiate, Earth ceases to create.
There will be no lament for the fallen, when even the pious lose hope.
In the hours of despair the just will suffer underneath the empty skies.
Wickedness takes hold and corrupts even the purest
Light fades to black – no longer grey.
Pour down the onslaught of divine creation,
Shower and batter us until our souls are purified by
the angel’s lamentation.
Already Set SailMore Like This
You ask me all
of these things
I have to know
do really care about it
You won't give up
until I sing
Don't you know
that I would never forfeit
Stuck here with you
my thought like boulders
It starts to feel like
the world's on my shoulders
Not gonna tell you
who I am
Won't give you
a single thing to say
I'll give it my all
that I can
I won't stop until
you get away
You creep up
and ask me this time
There's no suprise
when I don't answer
You tell me
talking's not a crime
I tell you I'd
rather have cancer
You try your best
but you can't see
The answer you want
is really me
Not gonna give you
Not gonna tell you
I won't give up
My words have
already set sail
Some Reflections on 'Echoes in the Night and quotOn October 4, 2011, I had a very strange, dark, scary, depressing dream about the two main characters from my favorite Disney movie. The dream was so vivid and interesting that I wrote it down the next day. After reading it, I decided to add some details and dialogue with the intention of turning it into a little one chapter ficlet, and uploaded it to deviantART and FF.net. Then after some thought and at the encouragement of others, I began adding chapters and now, over the course of eight months, it has grown into a full blown story and at the moment is my most faved and reviewed fanfic.More Like This
The process has really been an amazing journey, and I've had so much fun writing this story, though there were some bumps in the road. There were a couple times when I grew discouraged because I thought the plot was too cheesy and sappy, and the characters were extremely out of character (especially Basil), and writer's block hampered me in my efforts on more than one occasion. I even considered
Our Word is SacredOur Word is Sacred:More Like This
We have struggled against the chains of fate
We've lived our lives on the edge of hate.
Oppressed by the taunting of the foolish and blind;
It is time we stood and responded in kind.
No more can we sit here, content with our place;
Else by apathy alone we shall be erased!
Our work is like a candle, a small one at best;
It is quickly snuffed by a single breath...
For too long have we accepted, the concept of equality;
Whilst simply accepting the crumbs of poverty.
Our people go unheeded, as madmen and sloths;
The "cultured" eat like kings, while we are fed with broth...
To create these verses, it takes a lot of time;
Have you ever tried putting your thoughts in rhyme?
Have you dealt with the frustration, of grasping at words?
Trust me my friend, it is like hunting for birds...
To put this in a structure, to give poetry a form;
It can take some men from dusk till dawn...
Yet we slave away freely and we beg for a chance;
But all we have e
Brain (F)artIt looks like today's art is just going to be another brain fart.More Like This
A mediocre attempt at magnificent photography
Point and click, please photo shop me.
Alas not even poetry goes untouched
As the steel cuts flesh and scars me.
Another emo's diary thrown online for innocent eyes to see.
F12, nor screenshot can be called artsy
Alas t'may be pretty.
Though not all art is to be a brain fart
There are still some diamonds in the rough
Just buried underneath the self-importance and vanity.
Accept my deepest apology as I become part of the hypocrisy
Enjoy this crappy poem, t'is my terrible attempt at poetry.
Haiku III飛び掛けるMore Like This
Will it come again,
That young bird?
The Magic of Mirrors WIPThere was a tower, hidden among an untouched forest. It had grown old during the years, mold and vines decorating the outside, dirt and mud littering the walls and rust forming on parts that had been made with metal in the material. No one knew it existed except the royal family, and even with its height, it was a challenge to spot over the trees that toppled over it. It wasn’t exactly devoid of life; in fact someone “lived” there.More Like This
A forgotten prince, embraced by misfortune had made this old, unstable tower his home some few years ago- he had forgotten when exactly.
The war had started before he was born and reached his kingdom in a matter of years, the first instance being the murder of the king himself. This was enough of an incentive to attack as it was, and the army, with no guidance, ran into the battlefield. The kingdom fell apart, the queen and adolescent prince refusing to rule despite the ordeal, and it became the next victim of the kingdom across the sea, Mi
Stardust: Gone and ForgottenI am but a child of light, lost in nebulous skies.More Like This
where all elders float graciously
and cold stars are but a memory.
We implode, explode, ripple outwards…
Leaving nothing in our wake, except some stardust to remember us by.
Are we forsaken?
Victims of a cruel joke played out by fate…
I cannot tell nor fathom the depths of the human heart,
For we are complex beings under constant development.
I cannot hear nor feel the murmurs of your soul.
Do we even have one?
We are the cold starry night,
The faithful guide whom would both set and rise.
We are the flaming suns, lonely desolate stars.
When eyes no longer see.When the eyes suddenly cease to grasp realityMore Like This
(A) Reality that is fixed upon a set of rules
Rules given and enforced freely
Freely by some deluded madman.
(But) Madmen create not reality
Reality becomes inevitably harder to detect
Detect the thin line between imagination and sanity.
Sanity escapes our minds freely as it retreats itself from our society.
(A) Society no longer worth living.
SomethingThe world needs something better than the L word.More Like This
Something that would totally encompass what we crave.
I've thought it over for a reasonable time.
There isn't one.
i prayI prayMore Like This
i sit quietly, and calmly.
i breathe the fresh air coming through the window
my hearts a steady beat
not fast, not slow
i feel like im at beach.
alone and in a peaceful area
i hear the sea swish and sway
my eyes are now closed
i am concentrating
i pray with my happiness
i pray to my lord
You Won't Control MeMore Like This
You strangled me
As I snuggled into your hugs
I remember your joy
Toying with my lungs
I remember the excitement
The bruises you left
Told me to "look at the concept"
As you sneered at me, you never left
Oh I smiled as you burned my flesh
There I go thinking of the past, it's dead
Here I go feeling no peace, just dread
You'll never get to break me
Emotion's ran me deep
They had prevented me from sleep
I looked elsewhere ignoring them
And yet the emotions tried to brush my lips again
I want to tell you, my sweet emotions,
I used to be yours
The past is, the past
And little by little, I don't know you anymore
I remember how you buckled me
The ground felt so heavenly
Your needle pierced me deep
You held on tight
I waited on you; you never gave me the time
I remember the dead silence
The hard stop, as everything slipped
And suddenly all was balanced
The nothingness ringed
Your silence made me scream
There I go thinking of the past, it's a
That's how I knowI wish myself the heartbreakMore Like This
of having the perfect day with you
then never feeling it again
I long to be torn to pieces on the floor
as our first stagers on
throwing razor words through the air
I taste the bittersweetness
of going to bed angry
you take my hand of your shoulder
because you need to be alone
I want everything
I want all of you
I don't care if it's the bad, the ugly, or the cruel
that's how I know
What to live forMore Like This
In this milestone
It's turned me under
I feel so alone
And for once I wonder
I used to feel so alive
Through the break up; I stood strong
Yet I fell astride
The empty bliss; its too wrong
Scared again I tremble
What do I live for?
I walk and run, I stumble
I gaze at nothing like a shamed whore
The stress's aggression
Lead me to an uproar
As silent as the ocean shore
Will I soon find?
Will I run out of time?
Everyone has a goal, where's mine?
xoWhen you touch me, I quiver from terror and delight.More Like This
I can't believe that you are mine to hold whenever I like,
I can't believe you are mine to hold onto so tight.
Someday you'll find love, is what you said to me.
I laughed and taunted you to no end, but suppressed
within was a small, growing dream that someday,
I could be the other in your "we".
When you kiss me, I quiver from terror and delight.
I can't believe that you are mine to hold whenever I like,
I can't believe you make my heart feel cloud 9 light.
Move onMore Like This
Fail flat on your face
you cant get up, what a disgrace
forsake your soul
to your darkest days
When ever your near
theres always something too fear
bringing you down
too the deepest gray
Still you move on
why you soo stubborn forsaken one?
still you move on
ah, i get it, your willing to carry all the stones...
CaptivatedI am never angry,More Like This
Never really sad,
Never can I express amusement,
Never can I truly be pleased nor glad.
Forever captivated in an exhausted state,
A peon of society nothing more and so much less.
Incapable to feel,
Yet our world seems so real.
Forever imprisoned within the fortifications that I erected around myself,
To descend away into honeysweet melancholy,
The vast emotion of absolute sadness,
It's the only thing I can at least every now and then sense,
Letting me distinguish that I am infact human, and that I am breathing and sentient.
Human Beauty - Feature #3This is a feature showcasing the human beauty, both male and female,More Like This
with images that mesmerize the viewer, and captivate the eye.
Portrait - Belinda Field by MaddyField
the pose by serenity-peanutSeduction by LoganBrich17Siberian Night by taranoga
Don't go away by panagiotiosMg 9152 by pulbernBody by manuelestheim
adrian IV by chuliiVUESEX by thejamesstarkMorning Song by raindropsMelodyBrandon by RejeanBrandt
Jan I by AnnaImWunderlandmarco - kiu meireles by kiumeirelesPup by DanOstergrenIt's the pits by SirNikon
I am Loki of Asgard by TheIdeaFix
Watcher Features, part 119As always, I'm impressed with the talent of the people who watch my little corner of the world. As a token of my appreciation, here's a feature for you.More Like This
:iconsirenabonita: Mermaid Maya by sirenabonita Lakeside Mermaid by sirenabonita
:iconheresjohnny999: Bleeding Rose Model 6 by heresjohnny999 Cemetery by heresjohnny999 Latex Tracy by heresjohnny999
:iconWheatley-Erotic: High Life Low Life by Wheatley-Erotic Poise In Nature by Wheatley-Erotic Hard And Feathered by Wheatley-Erotic
:iconremixedcat: RMXCat-Spanning_tree_protocol2 by remixedcat RemixedCat-XFlo-Abstractionz1. by remixedcat RMXCAT-CelestialBloom-222 by remixedcat
:iconMitsukoYumi: For its own Joy by MitsukoYumi Angeli et Daemones by MitsukoYumi :thumb514223705:
:iconvictoriaupton89: Jewelry by victoriaupton89 Bodyscapes by victoriaupton89 Bed Time by victoriaupton89
:iconAlrust2003: A Time To Heal by Alrust2003 The Guardian by Alrust2003 A Moment To Relax by Alrust2003
:iconjacobLivesinaTARDIS: consumed by jacobLivesinaTARDIS Heath Ledger's Joker by jacobLivesinaTARDIS they will do what must be done by jacobLivesinaTARDIS
:iconSOMEbySophia: I'm as I am by SnailsLoveTea Bungalow Dalliance by SnailsLoveTea An abandoned Iberia by SnailsLoveTea
Sublime Photography2Hello beautiful peopleMore Like This
Here is this week's awesome collection of some beautiful photography. I love every piece of them and wish you guys show them some love.
Monday's Morning by BWilliamWest
Barely holding on by Raining-Insanity
If you guys think any of these pieces deserves a DD, please suggest away to these awesome CV's.
:iconmrs-durden: :icondistortedsmile: :iconkaz-d: :iconpullingcandy:
My friend Megan by Sophia:iconsomebysophia:More Like This
As I was saying about Sophia,
she does a fine job on both sides of the lens.
Go forth and leave comments.
(Because I said so, that's why.)
No11, Quotes and features.Hi to all journal readers,More Like This
-Keltfest in 2 weeks time, looking forward to it !!
Blessed be and greetz len.
Quotes of the week are Random:
All things are difficult before they are easy.
Dr. Thomas Fuller, Gnomologia, 1732
British physician (1654 - 1734)
Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.
US historian (1885 - 1981)
Live neither in the past nor in the future, but let each day's work absorb your entire energies, and satisfy your widest ambition.
Sir William Osler, to his students
British (Canadian-born) physician (1849 - 1919
We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others that in the end we become disguised to ourselves.
The lies of johannie valdesI hired her. $160 dollars for two hours. I wanted particular looks from this model. I told her what I wanted which was simple: Some shoots with jeans and tee-shirt. Some topless and some nudes and especially some shoots with her wearing a skull mask. The skull mask was the most important because I am doing on a book on that. she agreed to it.More Like This
she shows up and takes 1 1/2 hours to put on make up. we chat on how much she hates other photographers. She has a list on her site claiming "Photographers who suck and life," and list photographers she don't personally like.
I take about 50 to 75 frames of her in a black dress. Very beautiful. I ask her about the things I requested and she said she chose not to do those poses. I asked her to leave. I paid her and told her I was happy with what I got and she could leave. She told me that she didn't drive all that way from NJ just for a short shoot and to put on all that make up for 50 frames. Made sense so we shot for a hour.
After the hour I agai