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Lost voice in spaceRating: E for everyone
I’m a lost person in space without a home planet.
I see so many beautiful bodies of heaven going slowly around me.
Their shine are directed at me and I want to call out to them.
The problem is that I’m in space, and there isn’t any air to carry my voice.
So whenever I whisper, speak or cry out,
my voice fades away before even being uttered.
All I can do to communicate with the planets is to use body language,
but they are so far away that in their vision I become blurry.
So whenever I wave, shake or nod,
my actions fades away before they get to their destination
Even so, the planets understand a
Mi nombre es Alex,Alex Thorntom.
¿Sabian que la musica puede cambiar su vida?
Si sabian-les felicito-Pero si no es asi,pues dejenmé contarles una pequeña historia...
Todo empezo un dia normal de clases,ese dia estaba con mi mejor amiga llamada Jesica-Ya les he contado de ella ¿no?
Pues ella es mi mejor amiga,es muy hiperactiva aveces pero suele ser una persona agradable después de todo.-
Cuando la vi lo primero que hice fue acercarme he ir a saludarla y a preguntarle si iríamos juntos al colegio.
-Hola Jesica.¿Como has estado?
-¿Yo? Muy bien...
-Que bueno. ¿Te gustaria que
YJ: Rise of the Scarlette Torch: Part 4 "Ok, a little larger, little bit more." Instructed Fire.
"Like this?" Asked Natasha making her flames larger, each time Fire asked her.
"Yes, perfect, now keep it there for at least three minutes, not any larger or any smaller." Continued the Scarlette Torch's mentor.
Fire, who has been training Natasha how to control her powers ever since her incident at the cave. When Batman told Fire that she would have Nat as her protégé, Fire was excited and eager to start. It's been two weeks since she broke down and Fire has been training her four times a week, Monday thru Thursday, that way she can have the 3-day weekend to herself.
"Ok, start to back it down Nat, make sure to be calm and take your time." Fire said with a smile.
Backing down her powers, Natasha cool
Laugh myself to sleepBiggest lie I’ve ever heard.
“It’s not addicting!”
That’s what they tell you.
“It helps.”, they say.
Truth is, they couldn’t stop if they tried.
They feel they need it, like their whole lives depend on getting more of a thing that makes you think crazy.
“But... it helps.”, they say.
And fuckin’ then, they say I’M the crazy one.
That if I tried it, I would understand it’s ok to use it.
It’s ok to be murdered softly, and sweetly.
It’s ok not to feel, only thinking you’re feeling.
It’s ok to “escape” a life you could be f
Nin! Chapter 2: Who am II woke up.
At first, I didn’t remember a thing. Then I did. My dream.
I had a beautiful dream last night, which was a weird thing. I almost always have terrible nightmares, you know, the sort of nightmares which make you sweat and scream.
And it all had felt so real.
I put the garbage in the container outside. I was dressed in a blue, oversized sweater with a white ‘R’ on it and blue-white shorts.
The sun shone, and I shivered when I felt the heat of the sunbeams on my neck. A gust of wind made my curly ginger hair –which was poffy on the top of my head and frail at the place where I had made two messy, thin braids&
"In the beginning, god created both Earth and the heavens. The Earth was formless, empty, and barren. God said, "Let there be light," and there was light. God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness. The Lord called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” And there was evening, and there was morning- the first day."
"Then God said, “Let there be a vault between the waters to separate water from water.” So God made the vault and separated the water under the vault from the water above it. And there was separation. God called the vault, “sky.&r
An everyday lifeTeresa was just heading back to her room after having to fight her sister in a friendly combat. Once in her room, she locked the door behind her, and put her bow on the bed she very rarely used. Pulling her two swords off her back, Teresa encased them both in Crystalized Ice before going into large closet. The closet was about five feet across, which irked Teresa badly. She walked a few feet in before turning right, where it showed many clothes hangers without clothes. It extended about another eight feet, which Teresa covered in a few strides. At the very back, she put the swords above the clothes hanger shelf.
Looking at the sides of the w
Los reyes oni.En los primeros tiempos de la humanidad,
existian humanos que para dominar humanos,
buscaban algo sobrehumano, para someter
a otros, al principio se nombraban kamisamas,
pero como eran caducos, no duraban mucho.
Así que su demonio, lo heredaron a sus descendientes,
como una especia de una sangre real,
donde los esclavos debian aceptar sus ordenes,
en el tiempo, de hay vinieron reyes, absolutista,
cuya existencia de subditos caducos, eran de
ellas, pero hubo guerras en el infierno, pues
realmente no hay un perfecto adorador
de la muerte, a pesar de que sea devorado
constantemente por los demonios,
el cuerpo descontamina y la luz vuelve
a la fuente de donde vino y todo es
eterno, y el adorador demonio es
disuelto en el agua de la vida.
Nube blanca de luz.En una nube blanca nacio, pues es la vida,
siempre ha estado con ella, pues sabe que
la vida esta en todas partes, y que todos
somos ella, ya que es el ser de la nada,
donde toda la materia caduca 3d viene
y vuelve, el amor, la vida, la felicidad,
el conocimiento, la eternidad, el gozo
de la verdad y el reposo, donde la destrucción
caduca, y la muerte y muere.
Y chronos deja de ser kamisama
para ser borrado, pues la luz eterna
no es sometida por la gravedad
de la devoración del sufrimiento y
el miedo, que el mundo de karma
con la ignorancia del tiempo.
Weather Tis Nobler To LoveThe ABC Cafe now empty: A single candle is lit on a table sitting at the open street window.
(Enter Enjoras alone alone slowly up the stairs)
Oh, Marius if only you had known today
How right you were to say
That if I've had none what it feels to be in love.
You ask how I'd feel if I'd been there
To see that ray of light ghost of a girl,
But only if you'd look from the window of the cafe
To the high window of the balcony above.
(Crosses over to the lone-lit table. Sits and gazes out into the night to a dark open balcony window in one of the near buildings)
Every day I've watched her
But to her, never spoken so much as a sound.
And she look
~Ode To Slenderman~Like a tall tree in the woods.
Once you see him, you cant forget him.
His face shows no sadness.
No happiness. No forgivness.
That dark, soulles feeling you get when
you look into his cold,
He may look Properly dressed,
but he's no groom.
He has hundreds of long arms, pulling
his victims in one by one twords his
horrid ,mouthless face.
he just wants to know what
your soul tastes like.
Tunnel-visionENERGY ENERGY ENERGY, anxieties are the buildup of stillness; energy must move and if it does not, it tunnels it's way out.
So the light does lie at the end of the tunnel, doesn't it? NO.
A narrow passage is the route to obsession - to follow the belief of a light at the end of a tunnel, but it is lie!
Because you are finding a way out and you're not casting any shadows.
You're reflecting the energy you began with! Anxious behavior is anxious because it is ready to pierce the veil;
the veil is the spell you cast yourself but this is no fantasy game.
Light does not WAIT for you at the end, the light is where it begins and the tunnel is a trap.
You walk inside it and call yourself depressed; crawl into the darkness and forget who built the walls.
Must've been God or happenstance, some reason to keep you there. But you're not the wanderer in the tunnel, you are the energy itself -
the foreman who built the walls, the Lord who sanctioned the project.
And the one who will
May Death and Despair Guide Ye.
It gets better, they say. They say the depression and feeling of inevitable death goes away. It didn't. Because while I may see the world in darkness, I will NEVER be blinded by the light that they call "good", I much prefer being cloaked in the darkness that is evil. I am a member of those who see the world as it truly is; an evil playground for those with power. And while I don't have power, I do have one thing on my side; death itself denies me, and refuses to grant me passage to the land of fire. I can only pray that the demons allow me to continue seeking the candor that I so desperately require to help me on my treacherous quest of unve
STAY HAPPY By Dakota WintI was thinking today
That we’re all gonna die one day
And I was thinking of all the things that I take for granted
And sometimes I forget how blessed I am
And I just wanted to say that if you’re ever feeling down
Truly take a moment out of your day to think of everything that you cherish
Go squeeze someone you love
put your heart and soul into that hug
and don’t let go until you both can’t breathe
Go make a friend with someone completely random
Hold the door open for someone
and if they don’t even acknowledge you
never stop smiling
And if you’re ever feeling lost
take a chance
If you’ve got nowhere to go any road will get you there
Like no one’s watching
If you like someone
Laugh at the stupid jokes only you and your best friend find funny
Laugh until your stomach hurts
And if you’ve ever been mean to anyone
And never got the chance to say sorry
Life’s too short to waste your time
LongLiveLoveLong Live Love~
I said remember this moment, in the back of my mind
The time we stood with our shaking hands
The crowds in stands went wild
We were the Kings and the Queens
And they read off our names
The night you danced like you knew our lives
Would never be the same
You held your head like a hero
On a history book page
It was the end of a decade
But the start of an age
I was sitting in the rain. I just wish he could understand how much he means to me..
I would never do anything to him,I just wish he could see. I love England...but
I dont know if he loves me back. Here i am. Standing
The Hypocrites Game Part 2"The Hypocrite's Game" By Harrison Taylor
But, if the hypocrite plays its game correctly, it should find that it will not stop the cycle of war, hatred, and discrimination, but instead extend it until it destroys everything in its path. Power does NOT suit as a bulletproof vest, but instead the bullets themselves, piercing the chest of an idea and going right through it. But, where are we to go when power itself has destroyed every idea? Without ideas, we are useless, and only succumb to the isolation and destruction power brings to us, which is indefinitely the point where you have awakened the sleeping dog, that you should have let lie
The Dealer"The Dealer"
By Harrison Taylor
CAST: (IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE)
MAN#1/MR. COLLAROY SMITH
(Lights go on a man DC in his mid-20s, dressed in modern clothing.)
MAN: Where am I?
(He looks around, but realizes there is nothing but darkness)
(The man gets up and runs one way, hits what seems to be an "imaginary wall" and falls back)
MAN: What the hell?
(He does the same in the other direction)
MAN: What is this?
MAN: Damn it!
(The man stays on his back this time, realizing he is stuck)
Where Were We Yesterday"Where were we yesterday?"
By Harrison Taylor
Where were we yesterday?
Has it all gone away?
Do you still love me, 'because I love you
And you were right, we didn't make it through
But I'm still still waiting here
Waiting for the moment to draw near
Where were we yesterday?
Has it all gone away?
Wake up, it's a brand-new day
It's about time to go out and play
Brush your teeth and comb your hair
Walk downstairs to hear your mom, listening to John Mayer
Your parents, they are smiling
The sun it is shining
Nothing could end this now
But then I wonder how
It's a brand new-day
The sun is here to stay
And I just wanna see your
Playing a Game of Chess With Only Pawns"Playing a Game of Chess with Only Pawns"
By Harrison Taylor
Dreaming was only a myth to me
Until the day you came to be
Three hours 'till the midnight hour
Even the clock's hands are getting tired
Summer's sun was out at nine
And as I stood looking out the window sill
Taking down another pill
I saw your eyes on the skyline
And I opened the drawers of my soul
Threw out any stories, not worth told
Looking for my heart's only medication
A heavy dosage of inspiration
I heard a loud knock on the door
At the time of 9 o four
I was consumed by excitement and fear
Opening the door, hoping without harm
But suddenly you fell into my
My Untitled Nightmare"My Untitled Nightmare"
By Harrison Taylor
I tried to improvise our fall
Being creative doesn't work at all
Living their lives staring in empty bowls
God wasn't there to save their souls
I have so much anger that I find myself
Writing novels to fill my empty bookshelves
Life is like a game of hide and seek
I'm just so tempted to take a peek
Let's describe an empty white room
And fill it with flowers that don't bloom
Suddenly I see pictures on the wall
In it, you and I are broken dolls
Warped inside them, I find myself about to share
With you an untitled nightmare
INSERT CLEVER TITLE HERE"INSERT CLEVER TITLE HERE"
By Harrison Taylor
My hands are too weak to keep this on
I'm giving up I'm not holdin' on
Winter's too cold and my heart isn't warm enough
To keep our love alive and well
Even if we go to hell
I'm sorry if my words can't convey
What I'd really like to say
Don't hold me down
Cause I wasn't getting up
Don't let me go 'cause I haven't had enough
But I wonder
Why the hell don't you see things my way?
When you were just like me yesterday?
Don't apologize ccause you've done nothin' wrong
I keep crashing on
I gotta rewind
This isn't the truth
Because I love you
FrenemiesEmily: I don't try and hurt you because I can if that were true, this would all be so much easier. No, I don't make you cry because I want you to...But because I don't want to. Everyday there's another standard put up, a new bar set lower in a game of limbo where the bar might as well be two inches from the floor. But the bar is also higher, not one of a game but of expectations! My parents treat me like a dog, telling me what to do is like teaching me a new trick and if I try to run away they hold me back and yell, "Heel!" and as much as I try and break away the leash gets tighter and tighter with each pull. I'm sorry I'm goi
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