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The mouse wished to be a bat
Seems like Mad Hatter lost his hat
Inside this lonely haunted house
The mouse wished to be a bat
Beside she only was a mouse
The ancient house on the hill
Became a cradle of the fear
When after being strangely ill
Its owners fully disappear
All living creatures after that
Had left the house for this matter
But mouse wished to be a bat
In the abandoned hat of Hatter
The others thought it was unwise
In wooden crypt this deadly land on
She didn't do like all the mice -
This house prudently abandon
And she was thinking of a theft
When it was almost nothing left
She felt that something start to grow
The ground rested far below
This night she got a new black heart,
No more a fear of being here
This night she would become a part
Of this infernal atmosphere!
One night she heard somebody rings
A spooky-sounding squeaky doorbell
She felt the moving of the wings
As she was standing on the corbel
A lonely creature of the rain
She was too happy to beware
Because she wanted to remain
But she came cl
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Literature
Inverted Innocence
was the time when the times were equal
for the sign of the test always
I am wearing omens
of my ecstasy
so so so
wise philosophy
there is no future
as it was before
something gives me chance
to be crucified
aw it is so magic
to be crucified!
aw it is so gorgeous
to be crucified!
why did you suffer
where did you suffer -
so solemn to be crucified
but is was no profit (-phet)
to the death I know it
all my…nothing be your blood
This is current height
I don’t wanna die
As don’t want to die for those swears
I do not know
I don’t want to be tool to save this world
I don’t want to save this world
If my world will not be safe
I’d rather
Let miss my cozy grave
let me hide in my cozy grave
I don’t wanna die if my world won’t be safe
heart that you hurt is a heart that you win
is it a dirt
is it a sin
is it a potion is it a norm
and no ocean without storm
to melt in space without thoughts of time
meet face to face with the cleanest of grime
see the
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Comparative Mythology
An eagle devours a blackbird
with a seed in its beak.
The winds blows, and the seed
falls from the nest.
A breeze tumults into waves
of loose soil across the earth.
Clouds grow into storms,
the rain becoming a baptism.
After so many days, a seedling
breaks through the deluge.
The sun comes to rest there,
in that place, after creation.
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Seems like Mad Hatter lost his hat
Inside this lonely haunted house
The mouse wished to be a bat
Beside she only was a mouse

The ancient house on the hill
Became a cradle of the fear
When after being strangely ill
Its owners fully disappear

All living creatures after that
Had left the house for this matter
But mouse wished to be a bat
In the abandoned hat of Hatter

The others thought it was unwise
In wooden crypt this deadly land on
She didn't do like all the mice -
This house prudently abandon

And she was thinking of a theft
When it was almost nothing left
She felt that something start to grow
The ground rested far below

This night she got a new black heart,
No more a fear of being here
This night she would become a part
Of this infernal atmosphere!

One night she heard somebody rings
A spooky-sounding squeaky doorbell
She felt the moving of the wings
As she was standing on the corbel

A lonely creature of the rain
She was too happy to beware
Because she wanted to remain
But she came closer to nightmare

Damn the politeness of the kings
The bones broken into pieces
When she awake, instead of wings
She felt somebody’s tender kisses

He brought her into cozy flat
When it was nearly eleven
And as she slept in his black hat
Was sweetly dreaming of the heaven

She seems to notice through the night
The house turning into ashes
But she was dreaming of a flight
Without accidents and crashes

It happens that as soon we rise
We never think of looking out
But there is one who opens eyes
When weak creation starts to shout

She is again so grey and weak
But when the nights are getting colder
As she is rising to the peak
If she is sitting on his shoulder

Nobody knew a story that
The house was much more than haunted
The mouse wished to be a bat
And it was all she ever wanted

Pride

I AM PROUD

Made with pride by the DeviantArt community BROWSE ALL ART

Am I sad? Am I in pain? Maybe. But that is not the pain I can totally accept and enjoy, no. I am tired. Tired of debating about view of world, even with old schoolmates who just have put some likes to your selfies and then you look through her page and leave a comment on one of the posts (so common words that the people who complain about modern time and saying everything was better earlier, are not right; I still wonder why no one thinks about mental side of this question, but only material progress??) Ain't I right that the information stream nowadays, especially in Internet, is too much, with needless garbage, no filter, for anyone may write and post any bullshit they want here?
On the one side, you have more access to information, possibilities to self-education, When you want to know something you are interested in, you usually stumble upon some kind of annoing slang, trolling, advertisment and stereotypes. And all this mess is updating, growing and changing without stops! It may be good, but I'd prefer to have a full file before my eyes to operate with, not a shapeless pile of everything at once. If download what you need (but - you cannot know exactly it it what you look for!) and switch off the Net to take a better look...the thing is not as much in the scheme of acts, but in this uncertain feeling

I feel no friendship, no real attention to personal thoughts and feelings during such discussions. I get tired and have no intention to continue it anymore. Why do I even start it? Almost nobody understood me and even talked with me as delicate, as I try to behave at first.

More and more, as a result of such experience, I miss my old passion, Sir Murrillo (nickname). He refused to waste the time on social resourses and if we could make friends, meet again...somehow, I bet I'd be happy - it would help me in compare with what I am now, as I know how carefull and deep he is. Musician, asocial nerd studing architecture - exactly what I need. Unfortunately, I nave made a mistake torwards him already and I simply can't allow bother him.

However, the pain I felt yesterday, when I read on one forum that everyone consider insane and despise the girl in case if she waits faithfully for 8 years...it was the pain of sertainty, at least! The pain for thing that must be appreciated, anyway, by someone at least! The river of tears and thunder of heartache was like expression, some kind of consolation after it. (no, during it, better say)

So, I am in pain, with a stone (what? stone looks nicer) face, without tears to wash away all the unseen stress. I think I shoud do what I only may do in such situations, though it is a miserable help. To write a song or a poem. If I only had enough time. And why do I complain? There is a lot of my guilt. Why can't I make myseld finally do this damned homework without surfing my accounts, tests and music? Then I could create something carefully, watch some of the movies I planed to long ago, or simply read a book. In silence, relaxed.

Wish someday to forget about the net, go somewhere to the forests, castles, mountains...maybe even deserts. To feel free and pure, without need to wait and to demand of someone respest, admiration, approval.

And as for style, music? So much arguing about what to count 'true' or not, instead of listening and feeling, to care for beauty and meanings, so many stupid gossips around everything.

P.S. Some people cheer me up for a while, I mean presenters of one of my favourite TV travel shows. So fun to watch them in different countries and places around the world, communicating with the locals - in their original way directly, open-hearted. Especially one I like most of all - seems such women attract me as they are similar to my mother, who died when I was 16 - tall, blonde, friendly, with specific sence of humor. And recently I discovered new hurting feeling first - she only fancies men. Though of course, I don't ever expect to meet her in reality, it surprisingly rather insults.

I would never say everything that's on my mind and in my heart. Too much. Too plain till it is buried and too complicated exhumated and explored. Contradictions are increasing like cancer cells. But if it stops I feel myself useless, like brain is getting empty. Yes, I am mad, but madness is the only power to get closer to the truth. I must stop here.

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Al(ice) Brolzehn
Artist | Hobbyist | Varied
Russia
I am Russian, live in Moscow, and surname Brolzehn is actually a pseudonim (I prefer it)

In current time I study Italian and German languages
student at Moscow State Lomonosov University (roman-german languages and literature)
I write poems in my native language and draw for fun almost from the age of 11
My art is representation (I try so hard)) of my own feelings and thoughts, and my sence of estetic. Very important for me (as you may have noticed) are motives of memories, nostalgia, dreams and pain.

Something about my personality and so on:
sociophobic introvert
asexual (grey) biromantic and sometimes litromantic
agender/bigender
masochistic in different sences (doesn't mean anyone may treat me in such way, means I sometimes like physical and phychological pain and submissive to my crush)
I am androgynous phisically, by body completion, with hardly any women's breasts but wide shoulders, and rather thin with some protruding bones on my torso, naturally pale, so that many consider me ill, that makes me angry. I like my body shape and skin color, so all the beauty and gender standarts suck.

I am agnostic, but interested in some various esoteric and systems. I also respect Wicca and Voodoo cultures and magic practice

I am against any agression and stereotypes and support gentle, sincere and open-minded people
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AlBrolz Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist General Artist
thank you (though late)) interesting, I gonna read it)
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Lizlovestoons12 Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Hobbyist Artist
Hope you like it.
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pamlaisly232 Featured By Owner Apr 1, 2018  Hobbyist Writer
happy b-dayHave your cake and eat it too 
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poszy6 Featured By Owner Sep 28, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
Thanks for the fav :happybounce: I am a dummy! 
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ae11ea Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2017
Спасибо огромное за вотч и фавы!
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AlBrolz Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2017  Hobbyist General Artist
да не за что) Вам тоже спасибо!
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ae11ea Featured By Owner Sep 22, 2017
Да не за что хд
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Fatcatfat Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2017
thanks for the fav :)
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InaAuderieth Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2017  Professional Traditional Artist
Thanks a lot for the fave - much appreciated! :-)
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