As we pace across barren unknown lands,
And remember the clapping, cheering hands.
Of many happy, cheery people,
With banners from towering steeples.
Then thinking of the many men who went to war,
Who now cannot tell of what they saw.
As we walk through lands corroded,
Vigilantly with weapons loaded.
One by one we all walk,
Afraid to make a sound or talk.
As we approach our destination,
We are filled with anticipation.
As we stopped without a sound,
We caught sight of an enemy hound.
We suddenly saw the cliffs ablaze with light,
As the enemy charged with in with all their might.
As the events that day unfolded,
Our general lay on the groun...
Hoods and Flight
Venturing through the wood,
I think of the things that could,
In summer wear a hood.
The boy said that he should,
Yet his sister said only if we would.The snake wiffled his reply,
As he was preoccupied with a sigh,
That we all had to be extremely high.
And snake alone with his sigh,
Took wing and began learning to fly.
Picking through fragments,
Of a love once torn.
I think of all our memories,
And a child that was born.
Many say we should never have met,
I could not have been more deaf.
As I saw you in the summer,
Unknowing of the future death.Hello, Hurray, the story of our day,
As people worked we all played.
Falling, falling once again,
Unable to feel fear, to feel pain.Soon enough a child came along,
How could you ever have done him wrong?
For his soul did not stay for long,
You wanted him dead all along.
Now my will to get away,
Has been completely flayed.Hello, Hurray, the story of our day,
As people worked we all played.
Falling, falling once aga...
A Darkened nightThere’s something wrong with tonight.
What’s happened?
The night air is very close, too close...
Waves of grief overshadow you all without reason.Has someone died?
Or has the world grinded to a halt?
A window opened by the wind,
Or by a creature of the night?Grab your cane young man,
Infancy is around the corner.
A wrinkle of the sombre fright,
A silent whisper seems to consume the night.Chills fill the room,
The glass remains half-empty.
Fill your cup my friend,
And be ready to meet your end.The eagle has flown to the left.
The old man chuckles, chortles,
His tales of darkness now in motion.
We all live to die.
I don’t want to come off as nasty, and trust me it will sound it, but there are so many people who think they love someone. They fill their speech with love-heart, but they don’t mean them. Granted this isn’t the case always, but it is quite common. Love to me is the knowledge that no matter what, they will be there. They will protect you, and in turn look for your protection when the time comes.
When they are gone, far, far away from where you are, your heart screams for them to be there. When they are there for you in your darkest moments, to comfort and support you, or keep you company when you are lonely. Also the willingness to stay ...
Prologue
As the pencil, a lost fragment of my past, sails through the air I begin to wonder why I wanted fame and fortune. Was it because everyone knows you for everything good you have done and won’t tease you for a lack of anything? Or was it that I wanted to be filthy rich for the rest of my life? What ever it was I now regret it and I want to go back to my previous life.I
6 years before…
School, the worst place on earth. I must sound like some sort of cool guy or even a truant, well I’m not. I’m the victim of bullying. Not just a nudge or two and a few hurtful words. No it’s a full out three of four bashings and even worse in the way...
Throughout history many men and women have asked the question, "Are all politicians corrupt?" The answer to this well known question is yes, many of them are corrupt. Ranging from Barack Obama to Robert Mugabe to John Key, many different politicians are corrupt. They all seem to share similar attributes with their speeches, actions and appeasement of the public. They all enjoy playing with peoples' lives and ruining them accordingly. It is not only the leaders but also those with slightly less power that have this tendency.Politicians have always been corrupt throughout world history. Their inborn need to dominate and possess mixes up wit...
As we pace across barren unknown lands,
And remember the clapping, cheering hands.
Of many happy, cheery people,
With banners from towering steeples.
Then thinking of the many men who went to war,
Who now cannot tell of what they saw.
As we walk through lands corroded,
Vigilantly with weapons loaded.
One by one we all walk,
Afraid to make a sound or talk.
As we approach our destination,
We are filled with anticipation.
As we stopped without a sound,
We caught sight of an enemy hound.
We suddenly saw the cliffs ablaze with light,
As the enemy charged with in with all their might.
As the events that day unfolded,
Our general lay on the groun...
Hoods and Flight
Venturing through the wood,
I think of the things that could,
In summer wear a hood.
The boy said that he should,
Yet his sister said only if we would.The snake wiffled his reply,
As he was preoccupied with a sigh,
That we all had to be extremely high.
And snake alone with his sigh,
Took wing and began learning to fly.
Picking through fragments,
Of a love once torn.
I think of all our memories,
And a child that was born.
Many say we should never have met,
I could not have been more deaf.
As I saw you in the summer,
Unknowing of the future death.Hello, Hurray, the story of our day,
As people worked we all played.
Falling, falling once again,
Unable to feel fear, to feel pain.Soon enough a child came along,
How could you ever have done him wrong?
For his soul did not stay for long,
You wanted him dead all along.
Now my will to get away,
Has been completely flayed.Hello, Hurray, the story of our day,
As people worked we all played.
Falling, falling once aga...
A Darkened nightThere’s something wrong with tonight.
What’s happened?
The night air is very close, too close...
Waves of grief overshadow you all without reason.Has someone died?
Or has the world grinded to a halt?
A window opened by the wind,
Or by a creature of the night?Grab your cane young man,
Infancy is around the corner.
A wrinkle of the sombre fright,
A silent whisper seems to consume the night.Chills fill the room,
The glass remains half-empty.
Fill your cup my friend,
And be ready to meet your end.The eagle has flown to the left.
The old man chuckles, chortles,
His tales of darkness now in motion.
We all live to die.
I don’t want to come off as nasty, and trust me it will sound it, but there are so many people who think they love someone. They fill their speech with love-heart, but they don’t mean them. Granted this isn’t the case always, but it is quite common. Love to me is the knowledge that no matter what, they will be there. They will protect you, and in turn look for your protection when the time comes.
When they are gone, far, far away from where you are, your heart screams for them to be there. When they are there for you in your darkest moments, to comfort and support you, or keep you company when you are lonely. Also the willingness to stay ...
Prologue
As the pencil, a lost fragment of my past, sails through the air I begin to wonder why I wanted fame and fortune. Was it because everyone knows you for everything good you have done and won’t tease you for a lack of anything? Or was it that I wanted to be filthy rich for the rest of my life? What ever it was I now regret it and I want to go back to my previous life.I
6 years before…
School, the worst place on earth. I must sound like some sort of cool guy or even a truant, well I’m not. I’m the victim of bullying. Not just a nudge or two and a few hurtful words. No it’s a full out three of four bashings and even worse in the way...
Throughout history many men and women have asked the question, "Are all politicians corrupt?" The answer to this well known question is yes, many of them are corrupt. Ranging from Barack Obama to Robert Mugabe to John Key, many different politicians are corrupt. They all seem to share similar attributes with their speeches, actions and appeasement of the public. They all enjoy playing with peoples' lives and ruining them accordingly. It is not only the leaders but also those with slightly less power that have this tendency.Politicians have always been corrupt throughout world history. Their inborn need to dominate and possess mixes up wit...
Resident Evil (resident evil, apocalypse, extinction, afterlife, degeneration), lord of the rings return of the king, Wayne"s world and anything with Johnny Depp
Favourite TV Shows
Adventure Time
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
I'm not too fussed on what, I'm usually listening to whatever I feel like at the time.
Favourite Games
Star Wars Jedi Knight: Jedi Academy, Star Wars Battlefront, Age Of Empire II, Age of Mythology, Sim City 3000
Here is a short entry about my fave Doctor Who episode from Season One (2005)http://damoncrossling.wordpress.com/2013/11/18/50-years-of-doctor-who-dalek-s1-e6/
Calling all sci fis and whovians.. November 23rd (24th for us) marks 50 years of Doctor Who!
Grab your Sonics and hold onto your K9s because, over the next week, I am bringing you my fave episodes from the new seasons.
Also tune in sunday between 4-7 where I will talk about everything Who, from the Doctor to Daleks.. Cybermen to The Master.
It is going to be awesome!
www.broadcasting.co.nz 4pm New Zealand Time
Hey all,
I've been pondering some things lately about being a fur etc and I've come up with some things.
I'm a furry, but..
1. I'm not part of a chat room.
I find that Skype, IRC and Facebook groups are great for organising events and sometimes general chit chat.. but the mods are usually power driven and some believe that if they mod one, even two groups, they dictate what happens in others - even if they're not a part of it. They can also be big drama pits where the same two furs battle it out until other join in "taking sides".
2. I don't have NSFW pics of my fursona.
Not saying it's a bad thing, but I don't really think that I need to ...