test poem 2: happyness and opinions by sniperwiner, literature
Literature
test poem 2: happyness and opinions
one thousand and five opinions.
my mind a minion...
or rather, a unconsenting battlefeild...?
socialism!democracy!morals!philosophies! and hy!-pothesies!...
all wish...to prevent attrocities...
to serve thyself, to serve others...
yet none speak as brothers...
it keeps the mind busy, sane.
yet...i search for a blame.
it tortures, it angers!...
yet, like any cliffhanger...
it brings the joy of exploration...
to india!to italy! to the americas!
it breathes the air of exhileration!...
yet...it makes our deciciveness look like a replica....
it swings between joy and depression,
a swing, that leaves a impression.
shall we dance to
zip zip zip! vite vite vite! hurry hurry!
the world buzzes around in a flurry!
all the scenes ablury!
my thoughts ascurry!...
but why?...
are we not all sly?
we charge and rush and fuss,
it is as if we must!...
but, im tired of it.
for my brain is alit,
twenty-four eight.
it always searches for a mate...
constantly looking for a gate...
out of this madness,into happyness,
...and out of this constant sadness.
do you world, do the same?
or is my mind lame...
to you?
test poem 2: happyness and opinions by sniperwiner, literature
Literature
test poem 2: happyness and opinions
one thousand and five opinions.
my mind a minion...
or rather, a unconsenting battlefeild...?
socialism!democracy!morals!philosophies! and hy!-pothesies!...
all wish...to prevent attrocities...
to serve thyself, to serve others...
yet none speak as brothers...
it keeps the mind busy, sane.
yet...i search for a blame.
it tortures, it angers!...
yet, like any cliffhanger...
it brings the joy of exploration...
to india!to italy! to the americas!
it breathes the air of exhileration!...
yet...it makes our deciciveness look like a replica....
it swings between joy and depression,
a swing, that leaves a impression.
shall we dance to
zip zip zip! vite vite vite! hurry hurry!
the world buzzes around in a flurry!
all the scenes ablury!
my thoughts ascurry!...
but why?...
are we not all sly?
we charge and rush and fuss,
it is as if we must!...
but, im tired of it.
for my brain is alit,
twenty-four eight.
it always searches for a mate...
constantly looking for a gate...
out of this madness,into happyness,
...and out of this constant sadness.
do you world, do the same?
or is my mind lame...
to you?
A reflection of our times? by RunawayDanish, journal
A reflection of our times?
December 7th, 1941.
A day that will live- oh hang on a second.
RIGHT. It's that OTHER great day in American History!
September 25th, 1789, the day that members of ou-
No no no, that's not right either.
OH! OH! I've got it!
June 17th, 1982, the day in which five-
Okay seriously I'm trying to remember something very important. Pretty sure it's super significant.
OH. It's FUCKING 9/11.
Roughly 11 years ago (ooooh coincidence, 11 years after the 11th daaaaay) a few aggravatingly devoted religious fundamentalists proceeded to carry out a well planned and rehearsed terrorist attack unlike any quite seen prior in Global History. The Sarin g
The Rise of Irvnarkkis Ch. 1 by Weasel102, literature
Literature
The Rise of Irvnarkkis Ch. 1
Chapter 1
The Invasion
Irvnarkkis, a red skinned Ssi-Ruu sauroid, lay on his large bunk in the Ssi-Ruuvi military instillation on the Imperium's most remote planet, Ssi-maaret. The large, two meter tall sauroid-soldier wondered why the Imperium had a base on this planet. The planet was cold for Ssi-Ruuvi standards; a little above the freezing point of water on a bad day, and almost warm on a good day in the winter.
Irvnarkkis looked out the transparisteel window next to his bunk, and stared into the clear night. The wind kicked up great clouds of snow, and created small vortexes out over the plain. Irvnarkkis looked up into the no
Current Residence: TEXAS FTW!!! Favourite genre of music: new classical (as in early 1900) Favourite photographer: none Favourite style of art: none Operating System: i wish xp. i got 7 with my laptop :( MP3 player of choice: none Shell of choice: none Wallpaper of choice: (changes often) Skin of choice: none Favourite cartoon character: andrew waltfeld gundam seed Personal Quote: its dissapointing you only have one life to use
welll....in short i found more (ALOT more) people who think like me and had a relationship for awhile before breaking up which left me horridly depressed but most likely saved me from suicide those many months ago. i got to vist aussie land as put in my journal which gave me some of the best hours of my life meeting some freinds there and gave some wonderful experiences. im back and still probably will not check here too often but i dont intend to abanon DA completely. im drawing a little still as i get bursts of motivation and inspiration but dont expect art from me.
thanks for understanding to anyone who reads this and that cares.(and yes
i havent been on deviantart in forever : P thats why the no usual comments or anything, i dont plan on quitting but my aussie land vacation screwed up my regular check scheudle for each site ^^' thus dont expect much activity from me >.