...unto the new dawn.
To the next challenge. On to
the final summit!
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Paint a Galaxy
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Forward...
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Doze
Warm blankets are far
more efficient restraints than
any chains of iron.
more efficient restraints than
any chains of iron.
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Service
grit your teeth. be sure
to paste on a paper smile.
try not to crumple.
to paste on a paper smile.
try not to crumple.
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Closet
shelves filled to bursting
with memories, neatly packed
away, gath'ring dust.
with memories, neatly packed
away, gath'ring dust.
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Burn
Nothing quite as fun
or painful as watching an
expensive film flop.
or painful as watching an
expensive film flop.
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Prime
how odd to feel so
diminished, and yet remain
indivisible.
diminished, and yet remain
indivisible.
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Obsession
A helper to keep
inspiration on track, or
a hindrance to it?
inspiration on track, or
a hindrance to it?
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Circus
Spectacular feats
are how acrobats laugh in
Gravity's stunned face.
are how acrobats laugh in
Gravity's stunned face.
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Snow
wheeling through air, they
draw lines of white fire on skin.
Stars? or Shuriken?
draw lines of white fire on skin.
Stars? or Shuriken?
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Cycle
the wheel keeps turning,
friction endlessly burning
away my layers.
friction endlessly burning
away my layers.
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Vacant
Lights burn in all the
windows. A "For Sale" sign keeps
watch in the front yard.
windows. A "For Sale" sign keeps
watch in the front yard.
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Bliss
Silence broken by
only the clatter of keys:
unicorn event.
only the clatter of keys:
unicorn event.
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Tea
A perfect cup is
so rare, so precious; savor
this dark ambrosia.
so rare, so precious; savor
this dark ambrosia.
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Jazz
Rhythm in your bones.
Heartbeat of your history.
This is soul-music.
Heartbeat of your history.
This is soul-music.
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Valentine
My tolerance and
intolerance for made-up
holidays varies.
intolerance for made-up
holidays varies.
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Without the Individual
Without the Individual
Can you imagine a world, directed by a single mind?
A collective conscious, a living hive.
Each time we are born, we receive a part of it
And when we return, we share in the pool.
There would be no fear of death;
No fear of the unknown…
For a thousand souls would bolster our hearts.
We could live—truly LIVE—to the fullest extent of our capabilities.
And when we succeed?
That success returns to the hive…
That success can be shared across the next generation.
We would become an ever-evolving organism.
One with a thousand faces, but a single driving purpose.
Can you even imagine how that would feel?
But…I suppose that you can’t.
For you, as with all humans, share in a single flaw:
The nature of the individual, the ego of the singular man.
Existing in a void of his own thoughts—he has no point of reference.
He is alone, even if surrounded by other humans,
For he shall never share in their minds…
Can you imagine a world, directed by a single mind?
A collective conscious, a living hive.
Each time we are born, we receive a part of it
And when we return, we share in the pool.
There would be no fear of death;
No fear of the unknown…
For a thousand souls would bolster our hearts.
We could live—truly LIVE—to the fullest extent of our capabilities.
And when we succeed?
That success returns to the hive…
That success can be shared across the next generation.
We would become an ever-evolving organism.
One with a thousand faces, but a single driving purpose.
Can you even imagine how that would feel?
But…I suppose that you can’t.
For you, as with all humans, share in a single flaw:
The nature of the individual, the ego of the singular man.
Existing in a void of his own thoughts—he has no point of reference.
He is alone, even if surrounded by other humans,
For he shall never share in their minds…
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Before I Can Become a Writer
Develop insomnia. Develop
problems with substance abuse,
nothing serious, but enough
that I can say “write drunk,
edit sober” and mean it.
Drink tea. Write about drinking
tea. Take up smoking, ignore
the thoughts about it being
a slower suicide. Write about
suicide. Don’t mean it.
Write about sunsets and
ink veins. Mean it.
Fall in love with someone
who will never love me back.
Lament. Write a million
crappy poems and two good
ones. Never show him.
Move on. Write a few more
bad poems. Fall in love with
someone perfect. Screw it up.
Fall in love with someone awful.
Call him perfect. Screw it up.
Cry. Cry for the inevitable,
the way my family never
loved me right, the way my
first kiss was regrettable
at best, the way my therapist
says my depression is a demon
taking over me. Cry for the
changeable, the way
I hate my body and my writing
and everything I live to be.
Use clichés. Live clichés,
breathe clichés, be
a cliché. Write a poem
about ho
problems with substance abuse,
nothing serious, but enough
that I can say “write drunk,
edit sober” and mean it.
Drink tea. Write about drinking
tea. Take up smoking, ignore
the thoughts about it being
a slower suicide. Write about
suicide. Don’t mean it.
Write about sunsets and
ink veins. Mean it.
Fall in love with someone
who will never love me back.
Lament. Write a million
crappy poems and two good
ones. Never show him.
Move on. Write a few more
bad poems. Fall in love with
someone perfect. Screw it up.
Fall in love with someone awful.
Call him perfect. Screw it up.
Cry. Cry for the inevitable,
the way my family never
loved me right, the way my
first kiss was regrettable
at best, the way my therapist
says my depression is a demon
taking over me. Cry for the
changeable, the way
I hate my body and my writing
and everything I live to be.
Use clichés. Live clichés,
breathe clichés, be
a cliché. Write a poem
about ho
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Fake
How are you?
I am fine, thank you.
Stop lying…
How was your weekend?
It was great, tons of fun!
Besides the nights I spent crying….
Are you sure you’re okay?
I am fine, thank you.
Stop lying…
How was your weekend?
It was great, tons of fun!
Besides the nights I spent crying….
Are you sure you’re okay?
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//Katana -Kat ~Lady Rose
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I am a 2010 graduate of Penn State Mont Alto with a B.A. in English. I have been reading and writing stories and poetry my entire life, but I've only recently made serious progress towards completing a novel. My novels are almost always fantasy, but my poetry can range along many topics, though most are written to be quiet, sad, or introspective. Alas, I am an indifferent visual artist, so most of my drawings ans paintings are products of my art classes, not free time and inspiration. Cosplay/Fan Art/FC dA - Hikari-Katana |
- Listening to: computer humming
- Reading: We Need To Talk About Kevin
- Watching: Once Upon A Time
- Playing: Metroid Prime (sporadically)
- Eating: homemade brownies
- Drinking: Chai
Oh my. Well. Um... hi! Yeah, it's... been a while. Like, 2 years since I've written a journal on DeviantART.
I really haven't updated very much here. The occasional poem, but I haven't really drawn anything in a long, long time. I still do a bit of lurking on dA, but not as much as I used to.
I am still writing though. Plugging away on my novel, uploading blog entries on The Cat's Cradle, and updating fan fiction (which you can read on www.fanfiction.net/~starsister… or on hikari-katana.deviantart.com)
Remember that depression I mentioned 2 years ago? Yeah. Still here. Still not fixed. Life is still crazy. Maybe one of these days I'll be more active on dA again.
Until then, check out my blog at kvclements.com and/or follow me on Twitter @kvclements.
Till the next long overdue update...
I really haven't updated very much here. The occasional poem, but I haven't really drawn anything in a long, long time. I still do a bit of lurking on dA, but not as much as I used to.
I am still writing though. Plugging away on my novel, uploading blog entries on The Cat's Cradle, and updating fan fiction (which you can read on www.fanfiction.net/~starsister… or on hikari-katana.deviantart.com)
Remember that depression I mentioned 2 years ago? Yeah. Still here. Still not fixed. Life is still crazy. Maybe one of these days I'll be more active on dA again.
Until then, check out my blog at kvclements.com and/or follow me on Twitter @kvclements.
Till the next long overdue update...
Comments
You are quite welcome! I really like your "First Kiss" comic. You really captured their personalities and the style, which is awesome. Keep drawing, and thank you for sharing your work!
This is my fav comment to get "you captured their personalities" cause it's so important to me >.< so thank you thank you thank you!
