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fruit
close to rotten
teeth clenched
sore and thick
tongue loath
to mention
lest they notice
its distention
skin a hue
unseen in ages
soft and new
a war undue
untruely stages
at last is hissed
a slithering oath
their ears to lick
and cover up
in slippery hope
a sweetly stench
and ill-begotten
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Literature
redeem the time
deal with me
define the day
for now we hide
and pray our part
until i kneel
and softly say
you found the way
into my heart
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Literature
denial
true to form
the guileless worm
becomes empowered
in his turn
now he's older
still so full
and truly bored
his seeing dull
thingless mind
a soothing wind
eyeless face
attraction dim
then true to form
he turns in haste
from wheeling angels
earth to taste
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Literature
clarity
i won't miss you
but i'll reminisce
on all the times
we never kissed
winter drew me
old and strong
to make me cold
to know i'm wrong
i'll taste you on
my bitter tongue
and hold you in
my heaving lung
and i'll remember
but i'll never miss
the lips i loved
but never kissed
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Literature
bent
my spine defines me
twisted wreck
a cord to hang
my putrid neck
a useless waste
is stacked on top
too scared to start
too dumb to stop
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Literature
lift
behold a life at its end
the moment when will
turns to grass
and bends
this the fruit
of summer trees
now a branch all its own
and nude of flesh
breathe in the smoke
of candles freshly dim
now the amber wick
will do to see the day
a weight borne long
now presses home
at last to kiss the lung
to close the other eye
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Literature
black
i dress for the end
of this thing i'm in
humble in aspect
decaying in sin
it's been buried yet
still walks around
full of war and lies
and furious sound
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Literature
move
lost again
but with the merest hope
to see one day
but this
is how i cope
goodbye my friend
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Literature
joined
it cries like a woman
the grain i'm against
as i cut across fields
uprooted in season
created to feel
but locked tight
in a cage
pray the name
on the page
won't be stricken
the man i've become
holds a sword
but no shield
for no reason
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Literature
line
i'm going to sleep
where it's safe
to dream of my
stand and my fall
and the moment
i land on my face
the veil that divides
the most delicate lace
yet as thick as a pall
as vast as the sand
and the ocean
and full as a sail
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Literature
distance
cold collides with wings
spring growing up begins to see
through all the time spent hiding
how to hear the song life sings
with gazes long and futures wide
the tide has drawn together
words not yet known in either hand
for nothing made can long divide
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wisdom
guard your futures 'gainst the grain
of molded flesh and mother's pain
where wooden selfish rulers reign
kings of naught but what to gain
and the swords on which they're slain
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Literature
cold feet
at the edge of the lake
you say knowing is easy
it's this old breath we take
to receive who we'll be
i try to believe but i'm
hopelessly underfed
a skeleton in my bed
wasted in sin
these poor lungs
connect you to me
but my breathing
is fake
don't leave me
i can't swim
i'm sighing
i'm going in
through
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Literature
wine
'neath skin as thin
as scripture pages
blood still rages
hot as ink
a creeping din
too cold to drink
still good to taste
so pour with care
that none should waste
fine and rare
in caskets ages
slow as sin
a sea in which
my ship should sink
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Literature
walk
my lungs are a weight in my chest
full and wholly blessed
by the breath of your word
daily my test is to be as you
beholden to more than these nails
steadfast and unbent by my failures
i sail a sea of ice and freezing rain
i walk in footsteps left by one who
weathered every blow and every
breath
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tide
these days i'm buried shallow
but not deep enough to swallow
i'm ever waiting underneath
for you to be blessed
by this low abyss
the asteroids you'll kiss are stars
you must look down to see
you'll face their arms
their cold embrace
and know the sea
movements are never easy here
where timely ends impel
this salt you drink
your darling skin
seasons hell
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close to rotten
teeth clenched
sore and thick
tongue loath
to mention
lest they notice
its distention

skin a hue
unseen in ages
soft and new
a war undue
untruely stages

at last is hissed
a slithering oath
their ears to lick
and cover up
in slippery hope
a sweetly stench
and ill-begotten
deal with me
define the day

for now we hide
and pray our part

until i kneel
and softly say

you found the way
into my heart
In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
–1 Thessalonians 5:18

By him therefore let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually, that is, the fruit of our lips giving thanks to his name.
–Hebrews 13:15

God has condemned the world but we still delude ourselves and waste our time loving it. 
Myself. 


I'm still technically working on this novel. Actually I'm still happy with the progress I've made on it. My biggest problem is that I don't write unless I'm interested. Combine that with my unrelenting need to update, revise, rewrite, and generally muck about with things I've already written instead of making any kind of actual progress in terms of word count, and you've got yourself a recipe for a hellishly slow writing process. 

As it stands I'm sitting at just over 65,000 words which is 110 pages in my main document. I'm using Baskerville at size 12, single spaced. Seeing how far I've come since the initial concept and handwritten stuff is really interesting. When I look back on the unknown hours of research, the crappy art I've drawn or had others draw up for me, the books I've bought (some of which I can't read), the paper model of a particular castle I probably paid way too much for online and then only partially put together, and the days I've spent lying awake in bed thinking about various aspects of the project, the time spent designing a cover for a book that might never be published, and on and on and on, I just feel good. I've managed to dedicate a serious amount of time to a single project. The fact that I'm years into it with no end in sight does not bother me in the slightest. 

I'm pretty sure I was still in my Catholic phase when I started this. That really puts things in perspective for me. That was 2014. 

I'll be pleased if I work on this thing at all this month. By now anyone who knows me should know that I don't set goals for myself. Not really. 

I think once I finish the first primary draft – meaning I get to the end of the story – I'll create another dA account to post things associated with the project; cover designs, chapter excerpts, etc.


All right, enough about that. 

What's going on in life? 

Church basically. I left the Church of Christ and joined the Recovery Movement. After going to the conference in California this summer I started seriously considering it. I haven't been disappointed either. A man of normal emotional constitution would have had a really difficult time with the transition. My best and oldest friend is in the CoC. His dad is the preacher. Now I'm disfellowshipped, so unless I "repent" that friendship is over. They don't consider non-CoC Christians to be Christian. 

Things like this force me to own the fact that, all joking aside, I am a cold person. This isn't the first time I've suddenly abandoned close friends, provided little or no warning or explanation, and felt absolutely nothing. Nor will I attempt to justify it to anyone. I value my ability to detach. 

What else?

Work is more or less the same as always. 

Oh! I bought a scooter from my friend's mom. It's pretty cool but I need a driver's license and motorcycle endorsement to use the silly thing. I'll get that taken care of this spring. I'm planning on starting a scooter club. Should be fun and it might actually be pretty easy. I see scooters all over the place in town. I have a couple ideas for club names but I haven't settled on anything yet. I won't until I actually get my license and start using the scooter. The dilemma is whether to go for a humorous name or something more serious and neutral. One of my friends suggested Scootie Patootie. One running joke from years ago had me calling it The Bloody Scotsmen. I've also considered Riverside Scooter Club or FM Scooter Club. Basic stuff like that. Do I go for a mods, Quadrophenia, 60s vibe, or maybe a pseudo-80s vaporwave kind of thing? I'd lean toward the latter personally. That aesthetic is too cool. Accessibility is a factor though. People have to want to wear the patch. Oh yes, I plan on having patches made. 

That's enough for this year. 
  • Listening to: I.O.I - Very Very Very
  • Reading: The Normal Christian Life by Watchman Nee
  • Watching: Comet Lucifer
  • Playing: FFXIV
  • Eating: toast with peanut butter
  • Drinking: Limeade

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spitesyre Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2017
nice lines ;)
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SS116 Featured By Owner Oct 15, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
cheers
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SS116 Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks
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Larathain Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017
Happy birthday! May it be a day of perfect weather and joyful bliss! One you'll enjoy to often offer reminisce.
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Loftydreams101 Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2016  Student Writer
Thank you so much for the favorite! 
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Larathain Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2016
You are very welcome for the watch and the llama! If you see my art, and enjoy what you perceive, mayhaps you'll offer me the favor of returning the watch! ^-^

P.S.

Though, I wonder why you felt the need to point out that we are different people. Were you trying to be rude on purpose?
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SS116 Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2016  Hobbyist Writer
not at all. i just thought it was interesting that two very different people could have similar style. 
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Larathain Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017
How are we different?
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SS116 Featured By Owner Jan 26, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
we have fundamentally different worldviews and you seem to be more emotionally expressive and open than i am. there are other differences of course, but those are the two main things i noticed
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