~Joplar
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One More Mark Against My Wall A window And the red fades slowly down The tint of life wiped from creation Trees and grass and waves seem still Unnoticing, UnnoticedOne More Mark Against My Wall
There are answers that we will not have (Ammonia on the sill) There are answers I will have to give (Which will be rather easy. Mistrust is quite a simple thing to take upon yourself When they only know the face of those who trust you.) There will be another chance For my answers to be found (Another chance meeting, another fine greeting, Another dull screening, despite their pain keening) And another
in Open on 4/15/08
Musings on Words"Destiny" may be a fallen word But "fallen" is one too. Words by nature cannot be What they claim they are But mirrors, glasses, emptiness That we put thought into.Musings on Words
So what did "love" once used to mean? Do not look to me. I am in no state to tell But what it means to me, And even still unclear and vague Would all words prove to be If I would try to speak to you What one word means to me.
But if there was a way to say What words have come to mean I might try to fix a few Definitions tried by you: "Denial" is for man to say
in Open on 4/15/08
The AssignmentI am lost I am lost Lost in a sea of dismal thoughts. The words before me need no emotion, Need no life, Need no purpose, Need only fact. And that is suffocating.The Assignment
Alternately, I would these words sing The love that I do not hold, lift The weary too-soon-old, cry So lonesome hearts would know That lonesomeness is not alone.
But these words before me speak a loss A loss of time, Loss of purpose, life, A loss of talent so clearly fit To have this life pouring from it.
in Open on 12/1/07
La'ernaitha 2 Morning was coming late to the Kendal's. Graff wished it would hurry up. He didn't mind looking at fog from the casements of the Duke's palisade, but it was another matter when it started to soak into his cloak. His companion - ha! companion. She was more like a slave driver, really; he had sworn nearly as many oaths to her as he had to the duke himself, and she let him know it as often as it suited her - so his companion, stood a few steps away. Her damp black curls hung like tendrils over her face. She hadn't bothered to clear any of the strands that the sLa'ernaitha 2
in Fantasy on 10/21/07
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First KissIf you’re not looking for something how can you know it’s found? It’s right in front of you Showing you all you ever wanted Needed? Longed forFirst Kiss
Some claim that they can learn everything about you With that first kiss That momentary touch of pink flesh Everything? Apparently
The biggest lie is stated in the above; it wasn’t your kiss
It was just you The way you beckoned to me A Gesture? Seriously
“It must have been more than a gesture” I hear some say But at that moment I saw everything slide
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Devious Information
- Current Age: 2007 - n
- Interests: Myth, fantasy, poesy
- Favourite genre of music: Celtic/Gaelic
- Favourite poet or writer: a kindred spirit.... and JRRT, Robert Jordan, Garth Nix, David B. Coe, Ursula K. Le Guinn, and more
- Favourite style or digital art: pyromaniac/Aiko-Friki
- Wallpaper of choice: not paisley
- Favourite game: Zelda
- Tools of the Trade: pen and ink
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Carpe Lumen! Carpe Scienciam! Carpe Vitam!
The very concept of existence is surreal. To be able to understand it, would cause you to first lose yourself in the concept of what is.
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And though you die, bird, you will have a fine view!
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~without the words I feel I'm falling to pieces, the shades of white are closing in~
Now evil laugh with me
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Carpe Lumen! Carpe Scienciam! Carpe Vitam!
The very concept of existence is surreal. To be able to understand it, would cause you to first lose yourself in the concept of what is.
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I've been broken apart so many times, that the shards have turned to dust, and blown away.
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I pass my evenings in long galleries solely,
And that's the reason I'm so melancholy.
-Lord Byron
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Carpe Lumen! Carpe Scienciam! Carpe Vitam!
The very concept of existence is surreal. To be able to understand it, would cause you to first lose yourself in the concept of what is.
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"This book is dedicated to all of my friends who helped me get to where I am today - you know who you are.... and when I find you I am going to kill you."
~Lewis Black, Nothing's Sacred
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I pass my evenings in long galleries solely,
And that's the reason I'm so melancholy.
-Lord Byron
That one really caught my eye, though, because it is something not many people would look at and you capture it so well.
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I pass my evenings in long galleries solely,
And that's the reason I'm so melancholy.
-Lord Byron
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I pass my evenings in long galleries solely,
And that's the reason I'm so melancholy.
-Lord Byron
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"This book is dedicated to all of my friends who helped me get to where I am today - you know who you are.... and when I find you I am going to kill you."
~Lewis Black, Nothing's Sacred
I feel that is an appropriate quote.
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Carpe Lumen! Carpe Scienciam! Carpe Vitam!
The very concept of existence is surreal. To be able to understand it, would cause you to first lose yourself in the concept of what is.
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I have gone astray like a lost sheep: seek Thy servant; for I do not forget Thy commandments. - Psalm 118 (119)
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I’m a hostage.
To my own stupidity.
And desperate I try,
To define idiocy.
2.24.07
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I pass my evenings in long galleries solely,
And that's the reason I'm so melancholy.
-Lord Byron
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