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Fallen AngelMore Like This
Fallen Angel
Deep within this soul,
A fallen angel appears,
She is tormented daily,
burned and hated by the truth of life,
and struggles under the pain of it all,
It screams in the darkness,
searching out for that something,
trying to keep its head out of the water,
but no-one is there to rescue her before she drowns,
The angel holds on for life itself,
never understanding why,
life is so precious,
when your'e wanting to die,
All because of the life she leads,
this fallen angel stirrs,
in its lonely heart,
it slowly withers and dies,
Deep within this soul a fallen angel wanders,
in and out of existance,
Alone.
Tired.
A
Even in DeathMore Like This
Her long dark hair flowed elegantly as the cold winds blew through them. She stopped for a while as she fixed her emerald eyes in the darkness and then she continued to walk along the shady path. The moon was shadowed by the thick clouds and only the lamp she was holding gave her light. Her steps are got heavier as she passed through the brass gate of the ancient cemetery. The stench of the newly decaying corpses from the opened tombs filled the air. Each of the corpses had stakes struck in their heart. Those who were accused of being a vampire were held on that horrifying fate. She can still hear some of their faint gasp. She shivered
Terra: a songficThe jade skinned changeling entered the cave, his footsteps echoing in the vast emptiness. He walked up to the statue, setting a dozen roses at her feet and briefly glanced at the plaque that lay there. " A Teen Titan. A True Friend" it said. He smiled, memories flooding his head. The two of them walking in the park, the sparkling deep blue color of her eyes, the sound of her laughter as he told her one of his many jokes. He could almost hear the sound of her voice, repeating over and over the last thing she ever said to him. You were the best friend I've ever had.More Like This
The voice fell silent as he came back to reality.
Finally the young teen sp
My Dark BeautyMore Like This
Walk with me, my maiden of the night
I'll take you deep, far away from light
My dark beauty, come take my hand
I'll satisfy all that your lust demands
We'll melt into each other here tonight
Let the feeling take over, pure delight
Let the world die and fade away
Leaving only shadows to play
I'd give my blood for your pleasure
Your seductive ways I treasure
My goddess, fall into my embrace
I long to see the passion in your face
My dark beauty, come take my hand
The PoetThe Poet:More Like This
He smiles as he sees her sleeping
& gently covers her with a blanket.
He goes to the window and looks out
watching snow fall, ever so slowly...
He sees people in the streets,
Chatting, walking. Some happy,
Others sad. Hearts beating,
Hearts broken; some warm, some cold.
He looks back at her, as she stirs in bed.
A yawn from her, brings another smile to him:
"How cute," he chuckles as he strokes her head.
He runs his fingers through her hair and is content.
Yet, even if he is happy here, again -
He is drawn to that window and finds himself
Staring out at the street and watching;
Marveling at the disparity and wonderin
Over it -Taang 1Katara katara katara. Was All that Aangs thoughts where about.No firelord, Nothing, Just Katara.More Like This
All in Toph head was,Is Aang going to make thro the battle with the firelord, Is he going to be alright, And I hope Aang is okay. Toph Loves Aang, But he loves Katara.
"Toph Could I talk to you?" asked Aang."Sure aang." Said Toph following Aang thro the woods.When they got there aang asked "Do you like me?". Toph could feel her face turning red, she tried lying but all that came out was "YES!". She covered her mouth as fast as she could."You-you-you do?" He asked again."No, I mean Yes, I mean No." Said Toph."Well if you do, Want to come on my gl
Sex is...Sex is sacred,More Like This
Sex is dirty.
Sex is bodies driving against each other for pleasure,
For reproduction, for love, for need.
For desire and lust, and want and passion.
Sex is something that every human wants to do,
Needs to do,
Sex is the driving force behind our minds,
Pushing us forward and preserving us in time.
Fucking and loving, caressing and holding.
Tongues moving together and folding
Bodies against bodies, and sex against sex.
Sex is the want, sex is the need.
To push together and forward, spilling the seed.
Sex is beautiful, sex is rough.
Sex is grinding and moaning
Sex is gentle and moving.
Sex makes us cry, s
i will love you foreverI Will Love You ForeverMore Like This
I love you so deeply,
I love you so much,
I love the sound of your voice
And the way that we touch.
I love your warm smile
and your kind, thoughtful way,
the joy that you bring
to my life every day.
I love you today
as I have from the start,
and I'll love you forever
with all of my heart
When I'm with you,
eternity is a step away;
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you,
you'll never really know.
You bring a joy to my heart,
I've never felt before,
with each touch of your heart,
I love you more and more.
W
Hear you meBeast Boy stares at the door to Terra's room. On the other other side is his long lost love who had refused to come out for much since her return. He gently knocks on it and the door opens. Beast Boy stands in the doorway. "Hey Terr." he says to no reply, "Can I come in?"More Like This
Terra shrugs.
Beast Boy sighs knowing that was all the response he expected at this point. People who had been turned to stone for nearly a year weren't keen to leaping back into a regular lifestyle without going through some stage of brooding. He enters the room and sits next to her on her bed where she is clutching a tear stained pillow. His heart aches when he sees how
questioning peopleyour DNA remembersMore Like This
caves AND stars
bronzed pulse
skittish pulsars
we're space starved
graced ungrateful
faith unfaithful
flesh postcards
comets recomposed
we're heaven knows
the fountainthe first words were notMore Like This
sun and moon and stars, but oh god I will wear this
power like a bearskin - like a drum machine in a chicken-bone
key. carnivorous
instinct is the sum
of all the parts we're too afraid to eat:
black wires, white bulbs, wicks from tallow
candles. if they
would let us, we could make wax
breathe:
we could hunt the essence
of smoking fluorescent galaxies, all our
strange living lives and neon paradises, all our
blue planets and disemboweled sacrifices, if only we could
breathe while below us the round sky winds down
and holds bone to our throats, so we
are spilled, forced up
and wondering:
if sugar were
sweet, t
DiscoveryWe've split the atoms of infinity,More Like This
broken creation into small steps and
simple chemistry.
We peered
deep in the soul of the universe,
saw nothing but particles blindly dancing
away from the source,
as intended.
Thesaurus TribulationsI called you aMore Like This
poet
as I hiked my syllables
up past my thigh.
Your wide eyes,
shining out godless rhythm and
mania, seemed to me
like innocence and divinity, divided
by a deity's petty games of distance. I couldn't
imagine anything
sweeter.
Andbutso, when your static hands
trailed over my heaving meters,
when your wi-fi lips smoldered over my
perfumed words,
I granted you diplomatic immunity
towards my craft. I let you
in, thieving
artist as you were,
because your voice was
dark matter and paradoxes and
all the dust that
clung to my bones.
(We rattled and
rolled like skeletons in
mud, our ribs tangling and
our fingers meeting one
to
one.)
PhotographsYou remind me of my father's father,More Like This
the one I never claimed as mine;
empty accent drained of location,
filling stiff silences with requests
for lemonade. Bland hands overworked
in the insides of machines, etiquette
that overwhelms any intimate connection.
[I want always to be touched, reminded
that I am human and existent, scouring
hands searching breasts and thighs
for scant evidence of perfection.
(Don't bother, you won't find any.)
I am a commodity, to be enjoyed
and destroyed at will. Use me
or lose me.]
Perhaps it is my tendency to seek
old faces in new eyes, comparing
each new acquaintance against
the vile biters that came before.
craveit sounds so obsceneMore Like This
but i think i'm content,
honest
to
goodness,
sippin' iced tea,
sittin' on the front porch
content.
i hate it.
the same lessons"i will never forgetMore Like This
how i have travelled"
--orangecloudsraining
on the other side of the country
where things were hard
where there was more heat than light
i took the airplane of my mind
back home.
once my body followed,
slower, by train,
i began to forget all those hardships,
having exchanged them for the ones here.
different languages are now spoken,
my money is no good,
and the days are like broken cups
able to hold only so much rain.
sometimes my life
seems written in crayon
by my younger self.
perhaps it is better this way.
perhaps he knows better than i do,
because i keep struggling with the same lessons
over and over:
1.
last space logwe've beenMore Like This
stuffing bellies with resources
pretending that we have a womb. read:
all that we had is gone.
-
the test tube child is shimmering
in liquid lightbulbs. his irises dilate/
pupils contract. the last drops
of the frozen sun
overtake the white of eyeballs.
-
now there's only calm blue steel.
-
cruelty stands naked
and androgynous, offering
nothing, asking for
no one. raw, unhinged
iron becomes gold.
we pay:
meat-wrecking hemorrhage for a grain
of a second. it stands
splattered
like a polished canvas.
there is no art.
-
formif absolutes result in cancellation,More Like This
it is their absence.
if the mathematics of odds truly never end,
it is the presence and the proof of the possible.
it is the magnetism between parts.
it is the absence between cause and effect.
where a collision is the impossibility of objects occupying
the same space,
it is that space's silence.
Will I keep drowningWill I keep drowning?More Like This
Or will i be saved.
Will everything get better.
Or will everything keep crashing.
Never going to win,
Just going to keep committing this sin.
Anything better i could do?
Yeah i have you.
But hows that supposed to be solved?
It feels like your so far away,
Nothing about that you can say.
I guess soon ill be okay.
Run AwayI cant take it anymore,More Like This
The laughs,
The looks,
The comments.
Everything is just piling on top of each other,
One after another.
I try and ignore it,
But it's not working.
It's just sticking to me.
I just want to run away,
Away from all the problems,
And never come back.
OutcastHow can you not think it?More Like This
When your the outcast out of all your friends.
When the way you look affects our mood.
Everyone seems to lie to make you feel better.
But you know the truth.
Insecure,
Are you prettier than her?
Everything falls out of place,
But it's not going the right way.
They all complain that they're so fat,
What are they looking at?
Just tell them to look at you and stop complaining.
How can you act like your strong,
When something always gets in the way.
You try and act like everything's okay.
The Sound of SilenceWhen I close my eyes and listen to the sound of silence I hear my thoughts running in circles, fading into the distance before slamming back into the part of my mind I can understand,More Like This
And I comprehend
Each little voice that I hear
Comes loud and clear
But there are thousands of these little voices screaming at my brain
I’m going insane
From all the noise that happens in my mind
If I could only find
A little moment of peace,
But not silence because in silence these thoughts are louder and circle faster, pacing through my brain at double speed
And all I need
Is just to quiet down my mind,
Shut up my thoughts in a little box somewhere in
If I could go backSome people think it's crazyMore Like This
some people think I'm strange
All the things I've done
All the times I've changed
But I know the real truth
and that is why I write
I don't think I have been weak
I feel I've won the fight
So I'm gonna let it show
The intire world may know
My scars they show my battle
the fight that I have won
don't think that I'm ashamed of them
they show how far I've come
Believe me I'm alright, believe me I am good
But if I could go back and change it all
I don't think I would
It's made me who I am
the person I'm today
Much stronger than before
I'm not afraid to say
You may think I'm hiding
or still trying to lie
But my pa
Middle Child SyndromeI need my own! I'm tired of sharingMore Like This
When all around me are less than "caring"
They have their own, but where is mine?
My fame and fortune; my time to shine?
I'm not spoiled; instead I'm grateful
Living with some that are oh so hateful...
I've done my part to please them so
But time has changed and I must go!
I once was young, but now I've grown
I'll leave this place and get my own
No more will I fight for a chance to have
My time in sun and times to laugh
You take your stuff and leave me be
WIthout you here, I can just be me.
I Need YouThe sun comes between usMore Like This
The light dispels the lies
We are forgiven
But continue to sin
Dreaming of a day that we can be together
Impressions of distorted purity
We cannot love one another
Or live without regrets
Yet still you are my love
And you will always be
Mine, for me
I am your affliction
An addiction
Your mind thinks of me every minute
That it has free
I know because mine does too
Each day I look for you
Nothing has changed
It is just rearranged
I am more than just your friend
No matter how much I bend
This love cannot be denied
Even though we tried
I can no longer pretend
I am yours and you are mine
I want you to have your integrity back
And no longer live with hypocrisy
I want your heart to be free
But I need your love
Please give it to me
I cannot live without it
No matter how wrong it is
You are the best thing in my life
And my love for you gets me through
Each dai
UnafraidI am breaking mirrorsMore Like This
And walking on cracks.
Nothing lacks.
I have no need of silly superstitions.
There are some traditions
Like finding four leaf clovers
That I think are endearing
Just staring at the grass, and staring
Until possibly you see one
That is fun
I do believe that a rainbow has power
To restore faith
What else can come from the sun and rain
Intermingled into a kaleidoscope
Bursting free in a riot of colors
I am not afraid of you
Or the myriad of emotions you put me through
The pain, the sorrow, the longing
I have peace now
I do not know how
I think it is because I have let you go
And I do know
That you love me still
Weary BonesSpell out truth for meMore Like This
Let your words be full of symmetry
I want to know you
As others do not
When you are in your blue phase
Or you have heart rot
Do not hold back
Give it to me straight up
On the rocks, with salt please
It will be then that I can ease
Your spirit
I want to be there for you
To share with you
Until our bones are too weary to hold us up
(Liberal) Christians who support gay marriageWhy do some Christians support gay marriage, and seemingly have no Biblical reason for it?More Like This
I do not support gay marriage, but before any liberal Christians start yelling at me, comparing me to the WBC, telling me I am an embarrassment to Christianity (yes, thanks for that, that isn't amongst the most harsh and hateful type of thing you can say to a fellow Christian at all), consider this:
-No, I do not hate gay people. I do not demean gay people. I do not think gay people are condemned to Hell (1 Corinthians 6:9-10 refers to practicing homosexuals, not people with the orientation). No I do not think that gays are inferior, cursed or "scum". No I do not think that God hates them. Yes, I do think that people who condemn homosexuals should stop what they are doing, and they are not representing Christianity very well, but that is not for me to say. I only pray for them, that they will look past their hate. As far as I'm concerned, there's a difference between being gay, and acting on it.
RenewedToday is a new dayMore Like This
And I feel... clean.
Almost impossibly so.
As I lie here in bed
Thinking about what and if
...And what if.
Nothing can deter me.
I am set in my path and I will
Succeed
Where I'm expected to fail.
I will not fall.
…And even if I do,
Rock bottom is a very solid
Foundation
My fingers tingle.
My insides whir...
Like the inner workings
Of my computer.
I will find a way.
When I wake up today,
I will be
...renewed.
Little Circle ThingOh, where have you been,More Like This
little circle thing I swear I've seen?
You decided to hide
and send me on a ride:
another goose-chase, numbered thirteen.
I bet you think it's funny
that I had to battle that seventh dust bunny.
I sniffle. I sneeze.
You're being a tease!
You're giving me a run for my money.
But at last I've found you, dear circle thing.
And though the dust bunnies cling,
I've found my prize.
And you don't realize
how precious you are, my little wooden ring.
Enter Title Here..."Let him who thinks he stands take heed lest he fall."-- 1 Corinthians 10:12More Like This
Y'know, it's been brought home to me in a new way how aware we need to be of our walk with the Lord, of our fellowship with the believers, and of the steadfastness of our faith. I guess this is a word with something to those who are walking with the Lord, those are far from Him, or those who have never known Him.
I am seeing a level of deception in people in the last year that I had not previously noted, and it's terrifying. It's a very sad thing when people consciously choose not to follow Jesus Christ. It's a far sadder thing when they make this choice based on a lie. A lie someone told them, and they believed it. A lie they made up themselves. Warped truth. Poor words by well-intentioned people. A word out of season. Lies. Manipulation. DECEPTION.
Colossians 2:8 says, "Beware lest anyone cheat you through philosophy and empty deceit, according to the tradition of men, according to the basic principles of th
VioletViolet petalsMore Like This
Strewn across the floor
Is it a wedding
Or some romantic
hideaway
Or are they just dreams
Fallen, in pieces
Just a glimpse of what
They once were
I suppose I'll never truly know
Pray for Trinidad and TobagoTrinidad and Tobago is an island nation in the southern Caribbean.More Like This
It is the most southerly of the Winward Islands of the Lesser Antilles.
It is south of Grenada and lies just off the coast of northeastern Venezuela.
It shares maritime boundaries with Barbados in the northeast, Guyana
in the southeast and Venezuela in the south and west.
The country has two main islands: Trinidad, Tobago, and several over smaller islands.
Trinidad's population is over 1.2 million.
Tobago's population is 54 thousand
Port of Spain is the capital.
FACTS
Trinidad is the most southernly of the Caribbean islands.
Christopher Columbus named Trinidad "La Is
Human Sacrifice In The Bible? Part 1Ever since I began to publish my theological writings and stamps on deviant art years ago, the debates and attacks that came from anti-theists had become routine and expected. Most of them were not directed at me, but I did come across essays or stamps that made false claims about Christianity. Quoting the Bible out of context? Check. Having an unnatural obsession with 'disproving' Christianity? Check. Not willing to study the history, culture, and language behind the Church and her holy writings? Check. By now, I am totally unfazed by the basic anti-Christian slander. I actually expect it now.More Like This
However, a topic someone brought up in a stamp of hers has actually caught my attention for once: human sacrifice in the bloody cult that is Christianity. Yes, there was the typical list of biased, ill-informed, poor sources (with only one, teeny tiny little Christian article that barely grazed over the topic of Christ's sacrifice), and
Sta.sh
