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Jesus Almighty
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masochism
fire and ice and the vice which begs for deeper cuts and stronger lashes - not the kind you bat.
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Lesser Angels II
They never fall completely They learned this trick From those more weak, From lesser angels who fell too low to tell, too low to see, too far, too deep, they tripped and fell and broke discretely ... the sound would never reach our plane... So, now, they jump themselves but spread their wings before they fall completely; They still remain divine. Lesser angels still but not as less as those before them. And with disdain, they shout Infinity at us, our archetypes who call us aurochs, But let them shout in their descent in their intent to dominate. We may be cattle, but we are many and steady as they are, they still might
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Portret
Mi s-a spus că iubesc copilăros, dar nu sunt de acord. Copiii iubesc intens, cu cea mai onestă pasiune posibilă, nu una impusă de vreo normă de intimitate  a cuplurilor. Eu iubesc mai mult ca un om bătrân, pentru care dragostea nu înseamnă pasiune, ci mulțumire interioară. Eu iubesc... pașnic. El e ca mine din multe puncte de vedere. Are ochii albaștri – mai mult ca ai mei; e miop și el, dar refuză să meargă la oftalmolog. Îmi mai fură ochelarii ca să citească – Dostoievski, desigur. Face mișto de mine c&#259
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Juvenile
When I finger paint, I use my entire hand, dipped deep before in oils. No one ever tried to teach me or explain the moves, the patterns, the colours' dreams before they meet their canvas. I had to find out on my own that certain shades would never get along and that some textures refused to fuse and claim their own. The reds would bleed, the yellows roared like lions sinking teeth and claws in flesh. The greens would blend with blues eliminating all horizons in my landscapes. The violets then would melt like improvised dawns While my beautiful orange dusks would dry to my despair. Perhaps I wasn't meant to be a painter; I have
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Abandoned Masquerade
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Convulsive
Let me be the day when day breaks into reality. And let me be motion, stirring your stream. Let me be dream and let me be future Let me take sunlight where there is none to shine. And let me draw galaxies into your skin, and let me be all that I dream. Nerves and pictures. let me be abstraction, depend on me. And when daylight refuses to take me Let me thrive on insanity; I bury my sanctity with the words on your chains. Black doves be my ravens, flying into my pins, my nerves all a jitter, collapsing into the stream. And when you draw circles into my hand, That's when I dream of carving galaxies into your skin.
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Lesser Angels II
They never fall completely They learned this trick From those more weak, From lesser angels who fell too low to tell, too low to see, too far, too deep, they tripped and fell and broke discretely ... the sound would never reach our plane... So, now, they jump themselves but spread their wings before they fall completely; They still remain divine. Lesser angels still but not as less as those before them. And with disdain, they shout Infinity at us, our archetypes who call us aurochs, But let them shout in their descent in their intent to dominate. We may be cattle, but we are many and steady as they are, they still might
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Portret
Mi s-a spus că iubesc copilăros, dar nu sunt de acord. Copiii iubesc intens, cu cea mai onestă pasiune posibilă, nu una impusă de vreo normă de intimitate  a cuplurilor. Eu iubesc mai mult ca un om bătrân, pentru care dragostea nu înseamnă pasiune, ci mulțumire interioară. Eu iubesc... pașnic. El e ca mine din multe puncte de vedere. Are ochii albaștri – mai mult ca ai mei; e miop și el, dar refuză să meargă la oftalmolog. Îmi mai fură ochelarii ca să citească – Dostoievski, desigur. Face mișto de mine c&#259
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Juvenile
When I finger paint, I use my entire hand, dipped deep before in oils. No one ever tried to teach me or explain the moves, the patterns, the colours' dreams before they meet their canvas. I had to find out on my own that certain shades would never get along and that some textures refused to fuse and claim their own. The reds would bleed, the yellows roared like lions sinking teeth and claws in flesh. The greens would blend with blues eliminating all horizons in my landscapes. The violets then would melt like improvised dawns While my beautiful orange dusks would dry to my despair. Perhaps I wasn't meant to be a painter; I have
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Convulsive
Let me be the day when day breaks into reality. And let me be motion, stirring your stream. Let me be dream and let me be future Let me take sunlight where there is none to shine. And let me draw galaxies into your skin, and let me be all that I dream. Nerves and pictures. let me be abstraction, depend on me. And when daylight refuses to take me Let me thrive on insanity; I bury my sanctity with the words on your chains. Black doves be my ravens, flying into my pins, my nerves all a jitter, collapsing into the stream. And when you draw circles into my hand, That's when I dream of carving galaxies into your skin.
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Lesser Angels
Oh, and they trust, how they trust in what Fate might or will bring, for assurance in Fate is yet at a loss, and can never be crossed as they play with their ring in the sand with its pebbles and rocks, how they try to regain, and start over again for it's never the rain that conducts trickles of tears on their face, and ripples in ponds of disgrace. Those lesser angels are tamed by the trust which they thrust in Eternity's game, and the past which they lack to have cast towards Humanity's gain.
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March 20, 1990
Romania
Deviant for 14 years
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It's getting colder now, and I've got this crazy feeling that I missed Summer. I didn't get to go to Vama Veche this year. :( :heart: :thumb157330156: :thumb129014041: :thumb176774096: :thumb134673209: :thumb129245267: :thumb70161897: Did you miss anything this year, so far? Donation Features Next up, my dear friend, ~ScorpionEntity (https://www.deviantart.com/scorpionentity) :hug: It was pretty hard to pick just a couple of photos, especially with all those lovely models in them. :giggle: :thumb140807556: :thumb137779747: :thumb177275603: :thumb145503737: :thumb161606985:
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Taking Flight
I had this little saying for the last couple of years every time September came knocking at my door. Autumn fucks up everything... (well, it's slightly different in my native tongue, but you get the gist) I can't really blame autumn, although it was surprisingly punctual to show up just as everything went down hill, don't you think? Now, September's here, and things are still OK (certain days, even more than OK), and I'm actually glad for the cold weather for such a silly reason. I won't share it, but believe me, if you knew it, you'd lol (even those of you who do not lol). How did your summer end, dears? PS: I learned how to fly (: D
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Black Swan
It's so rare that I get excited about a movie. I go gaga after a few of them. I don't have a lot of favourite actors or directors. However, I do have one very favourite music composer... and that's Clint Mansell! ~lainloveplz (https://www.deviantart.com/lainloveplz) And he just so happens to work with Darren Aronofsky quite often. (The Fountain anyone? - Aronofsky, Mansell, and Hugh Jackman) :faint: -----------> :heart: Death is the Road to Awe :heart: And as if that movie wasn't enough to hold me for a lifetime, the duo director-composer are coming out with a new one this winter: ---------------> Black Swan (starring Natalie Portman :faint:) I haven't gone to a cinema sin
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williamfdevault|Professional Writer
Happiest of birthdays tomorrow!  Did you ever get the stress ball?
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Happy Birthday, marvelous Iulia!! :rose: :cake: :party: :sun: :heart: :love: :kiss:
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Happy one more revolution around the sun day!
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A gallery of fantasy images for you to enjoy:
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tonepainter|Hobbyist General Artist
Happy Birthday, Iulia! :D
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Happy Birthday, marvelous Iulia!!! :rose: :cake: :party: :sun: :heart: :love: :kiss: :hug:
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chivalryss|Hobbyist General Artist
short or long hair you look lovely.  My wife had shorter hair but she grew it out.  Either way she's a knockout, as are you
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