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The Open Door

November 16, 2011 - 12:50am — theano
It is frightening to have the gift of the open door
It means your life is not by law anymore

It means letting go and getting out of your comfort zone
It means loving and giving must be honed

In this world nothing runs by common sense or by the rules
Its associations, reflections are the tools

Its gifts come by surprise and by other's generosity
No time for sadness or for another's pity

One is along for the ride, knowing the blessings will arise
It has no time table or reason why

God does it with the winking and blinking of His grand eyes
To your old self you will constantly die

All of it is done with all your parts good and bad and then some
Join the dance,
join the feast
cross the threshold
and release the beast
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May I ask a favor? (Update)

November 16, 2011 - 12:41am — quadraptor
Heya guys, while working on my Holly on the Old Oak stories this year, I remembered that last year I wrote a prologue to the stories. I'd like to do that again this year, and I have a good idea as to what I'd like to do, but I wanted a visual element to it.

So would someone mind making an artwork for me? It doesn't have to be too complex, what I would like is the following:

A stone podium holding an old book (closed please)

A snowy forest scene

A trail of hoofprints in the snow

Thanks guys, I'll credit you for your artwork when I post up the prologue.


By the way, the Preface has actually been written if you need an idea of what this will be used for Eye

[ poetry&lyrics ]

November 15, 2011 - 9:46pm — Rutilus
A storage, of sorts, for all of the poetry/lyrics I've posted on here. It's easier to have them all in one place, no? Keeps things tidier.

I can't quite organise them properly into seperate 'Poetry' and 'Lyrics' sections, because often they are both.

Organised in chronological order.

* - lyrics and intended to be seen as such
# - contains more than one piece

[ who fears it? ]

November 15, 2011 - 8:50pm — Rutilus
Who knows it? The infinite abyss,
the end, the apocolypse,
Man's dying day and final wish,
abhorred by all that find it.

Who wants it? The hangman's noose.
Bodies swinging free and loose,
whipped by servants bound to Zeus,
madmen find they seek it.

Who needs it? The slash of wrist
A razorblade, unholy tryst
Father's tears and Mother's kiss
They cannot let you need it.

Who sees it? The reaper's smile
A scythe, and smiling all the while
spirits dark and spirits vile
Only the dead can see it.

Who hears it? The wind of course I see,
whispers lies to you and me
The door is locked and breaks the key
And trapped inside, we hear it.

Who fears it? The living man breathes dying air
A life for nothing, see him there
beneath the ocean, pale and fair
I believe we know we fear it.
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Sounds Rain Makes.

November 15, 2011 - 7:23pm — FaunGrae
Thik.... thik....thik...tap....thik....tap...tapthik....taptaptap...tap...
...and then it poured, like always.

[ bitch ] { language warning }

November 15, 2011 - 7:21pm — Rutilus
Warning for mild language; derogatory names.
Bylah's picture

Eternal Love...

November 15, 2011 - 1:46pm — Bylah
...but change came suddenly.
BouncyDeer1's picture

Dying

November 15, 2011 - 8:02am — BouncyDeer1
I have decided to kill Jeremy off.I barely play him anymore and I made a lot of mistakes with him,I hope you all can forgive me for the many mistakes.
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II: Overthrow

November 15, 2011 - 2:15am — Iaurdagnire
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Gone Forever

November 14, 2011 - 10:17am — BouncyDeer1
Continued story of Jeremy =)
Finally got my lazy butt to finish it loolz
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