I don't much believe much in journals much anymoreEdit: this is exactly one year since I joined DeviantArt. I didn't even plan that. Another entry on the list of truly bizarre things that have been happening in my life.
ImmortalsYou really want to see in there? Really Truly What is Truth? In there lurk corners even I have never seen dark, moist, greasy, amongst the grinding gears the rusting rivets holding vainly my disillusioned indelible self Alma to a crumbling canImmortals
The squeaky motor that drives my thoughts Day in out in out in Never ceases though it should Sin Tired of doubts and faith Exhausted by perversion and purity Fatigued by ambivalence I fear for the end
Star GazingWalk with me out beneath the liquid sky, The running current, the flowing, ebbing tide.Star Gazing
Gaze with me at the stars; I would name them all, Talk of clusters and groups, Light years and worlds formed eons ago. I would tell of their blinding, blazing start,
And of our cold, dark end. I would speak of time forgotten and time to come— But I will not. For now is all that matters. Now.
With you.
Among the stars and bars and flaming gases,
On a tiny speck our life here passes.
Look with me at the lights:
J-E-LL-OJ-E-LL-OJ-E-LL-O
It comes in packs of twelve, or six, Or buy it in bulk, of one flavor or mixed; Or make it yourself: with a little water and powder you could Whip some up—and some manual labor might do you some good.
It wiggles, it jiggles, it’s good for your hair! It makes itself tough when no one is there. It requires no coaxing nor goading, no cheers nor jeers: Just a little bit of coldness to make its toughness appear.
When you’ve waited enough, cut it out of its pan, And dress it all up, as nice as you can. Put out some drinks, and set the spoons with care: &
Cold RainCold RainCold Rain
Cold rain.
On the roof And the grass Streak and run Down the glass Down my face Lost the race Basket case Drench the floor Drown my—
What? The door.
Come in. Not now. I’m fine. (Slow now) See through. A smile A touch (Off, on) Thank you. Goodbye. . . .
Warm sun.
Private School GenerationInspired to take action against the injustices done in the name of social justice at the bridge that we’d all jump off if they did too and all the ignorami who modestly show off their astounding ability to show off their astounding abilities. But while I observe the inane and insane (and it’s the same) cause I feel that I can see it Yet in doing so I feel so conceited I ask myself is it hypocritical to ask myself These questions of sikology without the phalse pretensePrivate School Generation
A double double negative of exhibitioning perps Prancing around clad only in their parents’ ideals (They
the debts of John-Lisathe debts of John-Lisa
We are the debts of John-Lisa. Enter past mailboxes nailed shut or just ignored. Step by oil marks staining the sidewalk in slick tailpipe drips, framed by rails in dead-brain paint. Scrape your shoe on our welcome, cheque your tricks at the door.
Sit on our upholstered yawn-chair, eat our boring bread (coated in cold butter).
Miss, judge these two-eye-toasts paid by His truly. Thanks.
It was stale and sharp, the talking, and each left scars on too-old wounds. Excuse
by *Drakenborg
by `nighty
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Souillure, souillure, ô Mère rédemptrice !
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"People read the Gospel as if it pertained to another place and time, but the struggles described there are in the here and now."
-Tracy Kidder
Macro - Pingo -2
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André Luís Sousa
^_^ Mwah!!!
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Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.
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"You can't forget and I don't think you'll ever forgive but you can accept what happened" - George Valois
I enjoy your writing too.
Thank you for the great words about my Gallery. I look forward to seeing more of your writing each day.
Be well.
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all the wrong people have the power of suggestion
and the freedom of the press is meaningless
if nobody asks a question.
And also, I really like your icon. I hope you have it because you believe in it. Its really nice to see another person still holding on to the idea.
It seems that with the world today with war and struggles everyone has given up hope.
anyway.
thanks.
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all the wrong people have the power of suggestion
and the freedom of the press is meaningless
if nobody asks a question.
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