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Stephen Wein
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Feather and Flight
What perfection can be found, Looking up above our limited ground. The feathered realm is one of joy, Though life is not always easy for the boy, Weighed down with brilliant plumes, More than one have found early tombs. Life in the sky is not for the meek, The hunters hunt, the killers seek. What perfection can be found, In the purity of this world without bound.
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Before the Face of God
Before the Face of God The ladder only climbs so high, The portal to God is closed to humankind. We are trapped in our own imperfection, Seeking mechanical solutions to our own fallibility. But a new light shines in the emptiness, A divine spiral tower, With only six pieces, And only two sides, It opens the gates to divinity, And we who climb it, Are no longer bound To Humanity
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Crystals
Everywhere sparkles with the sunrise. The light shatters as the crystals catch it. A vibrant rainbow springs into the air, lances of light pricking the darkness of the cave. Tiny beams of sunlight trickle through the concealing rock and scrub, washing away the shadows of a night gone by. The crystals hum with the energy of the morn, heat and light sparkling in the pure air. Millions of shards of such minuteness as to be invisible, hundreds upon hundreds of boulders of dazzling fire, a countless horde of perfection. Then the sun is above the rim and the magic vanishes like a shimmering wave of heat, leaving nothing but dirty rock in its wake.
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Daemonium
Tolmos stood calmly through the outpouring of his assailant's rage, his serene face unmoving in the face of the tragic story. In truth Tolmos cared little. The tall and strong man standing across from him at the edge of the lake was only interesting for one simple reason. He meant to kill Tolmos. Tolmos smiled wanly, the freezing rain running in rivulets from his melancholic features. His ashen skin and tousled blonde hair were darkened with water, and droplets of crystalline liquid dripped from his gracefully arched nose. The golden eyes with their sad, sad stare and the pain buried deep within blinked often to clear the water from their las
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Guitaring
The crowd flowing by changes daily, but the man on the bench is always the same. Always looking slightly lost and forlorn, always strumming the same worn guitar, always denying payment for his music, never moving. His graying hair is wavy and long, always trimmed stylishly and accompanied by a well groomed mustache. His clothes are casual yet nicely designed. The guitar is another story, carved of worn wood with fraying strings. At least one snaps every day, to be replaced endlessly and worn down again within a few days. Passersby stop to listen to the music from the guitar, for despite its ragged appearance, it produces a mellow and soothi
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The Tower of Shadow
After many days hard march, they finally reached it. Deep in the forbidding Dornia Mountain ranges a previous patrol had found an ancient facility. Standing now on the outskirts of what had once been a military base of truly legendary proportions, the Gespian Knights were shaken by what they saw. Everywhere was desolation, holes ripped through plated metal, craters the size of small towns, and everywhere the scattered bones of inhabitants long dead. In the center of the devastation was a single untouched tower. Soaring skyward for over three hundred feet, it mocked the Knighthood and it's puny members. The ancient monolith towered over all, e
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Frozen or Thawed?
Splash, swish, splash, swish, the rhythmic gurgle of water over the streamlined hull and the long strokes of the paddles. The long, soft rumble of the mountains around him, avalanches tumbling into distant valleys, fierce mountain animals stalking their land. All around the lone kayaker were the sounds and sights of nature. His life had been a hard one, scraping a living from the ice of his home in Alaska. The man pulled the strings of his parka hood tighter, shipping the paddle and letting the current carry him. As he drifted towards the small river mouth as he had so many times before, he blew a sigh into the dense seal fur. He hated the fo
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Poem of God
Whence God? How is Heaven found? No return call, isn't that odd? It can only be found on the ground. No God, No Heaven, No soul- No clue, No sense, they hide in a hole. Heaven and God Are. But they do not exist on a distant star. Only life can tell the tale. God can be found anywhere. Inside your heart, your home, your work, a hotel...or a jail Even so is heaven, simply look with care. It doesn't hide within a lair. It's here it's there it's everywhere.
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We
What can be said of a gamer? The hordes of plebes swarm around Us, demanding that We get a life. They claim We are worthless, they claim We should get a girlfriend (or boyfriend) But as they swirl through life, unable to grasp what they desire, We stand firm and follow our truth, a truth that can never be shaken. They have their moments, sports victory or prom, but Us, We can pick up a controller and whatever We wish becomes reality. They mock and jeer and taunt, unwilling to face the truth. That We are more alive than they ever can be. To them; The screen is just a screen, the console just a hunk of metal, But to Us; The games a
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memorandum
Only the wise die young And we who are left behind cry and sob and sniff Without their guidance, we stop on their path And we wonder why, and what if We ask the pointless questions We shed the pointless tears Why is there so much sadness? We'll see him again in a few dozen years. He's sitting beside whatever God there is laughing Because it won't be that long until we meet again The goodbye is only temporary, so cheer up children Live your lives like he lived his, sing your songs, play your games He'll be waiting to hear your story on the other side.
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otherworldly
The lumbering lander swept over the colossal stretch of water bordering the coast of Andeth. Within the ungainly object was the high council, led by Derian, awaiting the arrival of its final member and newest trainee. Falsion smirked at the thought that he was causing the powerful individuals inside discomfort and continued his aerial acrobatics. Flitting between the wings of the lander, diving abruptly past view ports, never once decreasing his lethal speed throughout the entire display. With a triumphant keen, he slowed his descent and landed atop the monstrous crew section. The rushing wind tore at the young girl that accompanied him, but
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nuclear summer
Written while listening to Machina Anesthesia by GrayLightning The ancient wastelands of Amer were not what met the eye. Within the unbelievable expanse of hostile wastes was the greatest bastion of Technology left on the planet. The surge of revolutions had wiped away all trace of the ancient knowledge once embraced by mankind. People now embraced false gods, superstition, and nonsensical ramblings of 'prophets'. Only a select few, the remainders of what had been the greatest nation of the planet remained. Not many had survived the wars, fewer still had lived through the subsequent collapse. Within the desert, within a stretch of cliffs, w
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nuclear summer shortened ver.
Written while listening to Machina Anesthesia by GrayLightning The ancient wastelands of Amer were not what met the eye. Within the unbelievable expanse of hostile wastes was the greatest bastion of Technology left on the planet. The surge of revolutions had wiped away all trace of the ancient knowledge once embraced by mankind. People now embraced false gods, superstition, and nonsensical ramblings of 'prophets'. Only a select few, the remainders of what had been the greatest nation of the planet remained. Not many had survived the wars; fewer still had lived through the subsequent collapse. Within the desert, within a stretch of cliffs, w
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fiction of strain spontaneous
Walls and turrets, ditches and guns, watchtowers and patrols, with no knowledge of another life, such things become normal. The human cities on Pjara were never pretty to look at. Large buildings made of sturdy materials with complex defensive rings around them, and the omnipresent soot from the fires. The fires burned at all times, warding away the creatures that lurked in the night. Massive infernos surrounded the smallest bastions of human habitation, ever tended by the fearful workers in the cities. Pjara had never been the most hospitable planet to live on, harsh winters and acidic waters coupled with a nasty native flora that leeched ox
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Trojan
The finished product was an unusual device. The standard lines of a computer had been lost in the overhaul, the chunky keyboards, the contoured mice, the collage of colored cables, the sleek monitor, all gone. The only pieces of conventional technology that remained were three unassuming wires leading from the central tower into three separately powered modems. The central tower was a tessellated column of carbon, something more likely to be found in a power plant than a personal computer. A myriad of translucent, needle-tipped cables hung from the column, as did a small medical computer of similar design. A comfortable chair was attached to
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junctions
We face the road always, the searching the many, many ways. How can we find ourselves in the myriad of possibilities, When looking around, we feel ourselves fray? Are we defined by our abilities? By our words and speeches? Or do these make us merely leeches? Do we doom ourselves in htpocrisy and sin? The answers can only be found within.
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memorandum
Only the wise die young And we who are left behind cry and sob and sniff Without their guidance, we stop on their path And we wonder why, and what if We ask the pointless questions We shed the pointless tears Why is there so much sadness? We'll see him again in a few dozen years. He's sitting beside whatever God there is laughing Because it won't be that long until we meet again The goodbye is only temporary, so cheer up children Live your lives like he lived his, sing your songs, play your games He'll be waiting to hear your story on the other side.
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We
What can be said of a gamer? The hordes of plebes swarm around Us, demanding that We get a life. They claim We are worthless, they claim We should get a girlfriend (or boyfriend) But as they swirl through life, unable to grasp what they desire, We stand firm and follow our truth, a truth that can never be shaken. They have their moments, sports victory or prom, but Us, We can pick up a controller and whatever We wish becomes reality. They mock and jeer and taunt, unwilling to face the truth. That We are more alive than they ever can be. To them; The screen is just a screen, the console just a hunk of metal, But to Us; The games a
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Poem of God
Whence God? How is Heaven found? No return call, isn't that odd? It can only be found on the ground. No God, No Heaven, No soul- No clue, No sense, they hide in a hole. Heaven and God Are. But they do not exist on a distant star. Only life can tell the tale. God can be found anywhere. Inside your heart, your home, your work, a hotel...or a jail Even so is heaven, simply look with care. It doesn't hide within a lair. It's here it's there it's everywhere.
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Frozen or Thawed?
Splash, swish, splash, swish, the rhythmic gurgle of water over the streamlined hull and the long strokes of the paddles. The long, soft rumble of the mountains around him, avalanches tumbling into distant valleys, fierce mountain animals stalking their land. All around the lone kayaker were the sounds and sights of nature. His life had been a hard one, scraping a living from the ice of his home in Alaska. The man pulled the strings of his parka hood tighter, shipping the paddle and letting the current carry him. As he drifted towards the small river mouth as he had so many times before, he blew a sigh into the dense seal fur. He hated the fo
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Hey all, updating t3h j0urn4l once again since I decided to pick up some slack from ix :) 10 things you like/love: 1- Ix Regardo 2- see number one 3- Video Games 4- writing 5- reading 6- eating good food, but not bad food 7- running long distances for long periods of time (I'm a freak) 8- my brother the hacker (seriously) 9- twirling pens 10- LAN parties 5 Things That Make You Happy 1- Going to sleep 2- Ix Regardo 3- Beating Ix in Rise of Nations 4- "free" music 5- getting extensions on big papers that I'm too lazy to finish 10 Things You Dislike Or Hate 1- people who try to be elitist 2- dying to a boss after an hour and
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updates
new journal time. I've been slacking bigtime with the updating and submission of the site. Sorry, I've been really swamped with work. I won't rant but suffice it to say that junior year sucks. A LOT. I'm working on an update to tower of shadow that changes the style around a bit and I think will greatly improve it and I also intend to submit a few new things soon. Be patient. I'll write as soon as I can.
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school
school has resumed. Once again my life is dominated by the bustle of overacheivers and slackers, athletes and academics. The endless flow of knowledge that is the great academical experience is once again in session. And now to demonstrate how absolutely stimulating an average conversation between two of my classmates is, I shall quote them: "Balls?" "Balls balls." "BALLS!" You see what I have to put up with?? Oh well, good stories are floating around in my head, it's just a matter of making them spring to life once again. I know few deviants are interested in writers but stay and check some of my stuff out, you never know, you may actua
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bdk14's avatar
noooh youre gone.. :(
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hey man still alive?
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thanx a lot for the :+fav:s :D
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Thanks for the fav, stranger :hug:
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Thanks for the :+fav:! :dance:
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YOU HAVE BEEN HUGGED!!!

Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)


*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
-P.S. Hey! try some random ppl to Spread more teh DA love around
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mistapuff007| Digital Artist
Thanx for the fav man, its really appreciated!!
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