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God Told me a Secret (Gay Rights Poem)God told me a secret last night before bed,
He leaned into my ear and silently said:
"I love you my child, I really do.
"I hate none of my children, it really is true;
"But I am real angry, not with the gay, bi or straight,
"I am angered with those who only spread hate...
"This world I created is now such a sad place...
"It has been ruined by the human race.
"Why should it matter who my children date?
"It is their life so you shouldn't spread hate!
"And then when you say, 'I hate because of religion!'
"You need to open your eyes and see that hate's YOUR decision!
"You can choose between peace or spreading this hate!
"You can choose to love the gay, bi and straight!
"But as soon as you choose to hold some dumb useless grudge,
"Know that it's you who I will judge!
"All my children from all around the globe,
"Stop being such a homophobe!
"All my other creatures can get along great!
"Why is it just humans who choose to spread hate?
"I am so angry, so filled up with rage!
"My children must

Hexakosioi Deka HexHexakosioi Deka Hex
The greatest story ever told,
Was that of a supreme being,
Who replaced his wings to horns,
His lone golden ring to one million thorns,
And the pearly gates of Elysium,
To a beastly asylum, as he now grips a flame-engulfed pitchfork.
With the ferocity of Leviathan,
He controls this domain with a blood red fist.
And this unexpected twist
Left the place of purity coiled around itself.
He rebelled against the clouds’ undiluted shine,
To lead others into His own light…
This fallen angel wants to imprint souls with His hex.
And entrap them in the infinite inferno.
Entrance To The Dark Forest
Come in, come in...
       Why go back home, why turn around?
       The forest calls.. Can’t you hear the sound?
Come in, come in...
       There is nothing to lose, and everything to win;
       for this, this is not like anywhere you've ever been.
       Here the trees twist, the branches twine
       the twigs crack, the leaves rustle.
       Why decline?
       You won't get far, not moving a muscle.
Don't be afraid...
       You could always stay
       just till darkness falls?
       Move.. come on, the forest calls!
Well done...
       Go on, and don't look back
       Just follow the track, step by step.
       No need to bring water, no need to bring bread
Fate and circumstanceWe can never fully know can we?
On how we affect each other, just what we’ve done, and how we’ve changed the course of reality
We alter people’s lives by not even saying anything
By almost seemingly doing nothing
And by being at a certain place, a certain time; by being and doing all that we are
We change the world, we’ve changed ourselves, and we can change each other
Most times, we won't even realise…
How do you know, that by being there, you didn’t alter someones future?
Your presence might’ve stopped somebody, from saying something, hurting someone
Your presence has an impact, like it or not
How do you know, that what/who you are doesn’t matter?  That your personality doesn’t have weight, that who you are has no meaning?
How can you just say stuff, when you'll never truly realise?
You may never even know, that you didn’t prevent someone from doing something,
You may never even know, just how you added to the scene.
ObsessionIt takes 14 minutes and twelve seconds to walk to your home from mine every day.  Your mother never fails to smile at me when she opens the door. I never fail to notice that it doesn't reach her eyes anymore.
You leave your door open an exact two point three centimeters. I don't think you do it on purpose. There is something wrong with the wood that has left it that way. I pause one foot outside the door and listen to you cough, trying to determine how sick you feel today. I hate that every time I think you are particularly ill, I am always right.
Six months, seventeen days and fourteen hours. That is how long its been since the doctors told us you had an illness. I sat there with your parents, listening to a man who said words like 'terminal' and 'leukemia', and counted the number of times he said 'patient' as if it were your name (Seventeen).
The blood bank says one unit is four hundred and fifty milliliters and I watch as they put the needle into my ar

ApparitionsI was nervous when I arrived.  Had my information been right?  Was she used to trans patients?  Would she be supportive and helpful or weirded out? Would this be a waste of time or the freeing experience I hoped it would be?
I looked around the lobby. It was small and well furnished. A large coffee table occupied the center of the room, surrounded on two sides by a small sofa and an armchair, which for some reason made me think of my grandfather. On the opposite side of the room, there was a water cooler and several large unopened refill containers.  On a table near the door was the item I was looking for.
"Matt 12:00, 6 pages," read a yellow sticky note affixed to some papers clipped onto a clipboard. Yellow seemed like a bad omen, sort of a boring choice of office supplies.
The name on the sticky didn't have the same pang of regret, didn't leave the bad taste in my mouth that it usually did. It felt more like a farewell to an old friend an
breaking a writer's heart.never break a writer’s heart
because your name
will forever belong to us.
you will sign it
into every broken bit
and one day, you’ll open a book
with yourself
next to the words
"let me tell you about the time
i was hurt."
never break a poet’s heart
because between the beat
of the stanzas,
you’ll hear that heartbeat,
hammering harder
proving you wrong
with every line.
never break a writer’s heart
because we will take the pain
and make it into something
you could never live down.
you could live with heart monitors,
that measured the damaged pulse,
doctors who told you,
“she's critical.”
but you can’t live with the bold strokes,
smooth as a flatline,
that accuse you of being
the best thing
that’s ever happened to them.
you can’t live with it;
our soulmate, now writing.
You, now replaced
by a pen.
never break anybody’s heart
because you’ll cut yourself
on the pieces of it.
and see, hearts heal.
Oaki knew a girl once,
with an oak heart and guarded hands
(gloved from touch)
but she
uncrossed her ankles,
let naked fingertips
touch well-read lips, and
her heart kind of turned
into ash.
i miss that girl,
with the oak heart -
she was tougher.
to the girl i lose my words aroundi have been meaning to tell you for years:
i think you’re beautiful. i have
seen nothing on earth that holds a candle
to the ocean you carry inside your body.
it spills over your edges sometimes, like
a rain shower around you, blurring your penciled-in
lines until there is nothing left of you but your natural
cliffs, valleys, and deserts.
i like that.
i have never met someone who is, somehow,
a sea and a storm at the same time.
maybe i never will again.
maybe you are the only one
who gathers clouds on her forehead
like a promise, or feels the push and pull of the tide
with her every step.
you are beautiful, honestly.
you are honest, beautifully.
it is in the way you talk, the way you hold ice
on your tongue but forget to use it—
you always forget to use it, i don’t think
you know how.
to be truthful, i’m afraid of your smile
and how it breaks over me, how it pulls
me like a whirlpool down, how it pushes me
like a current back to the surface. i’m afraid of
Offend by number03
A Day In The Field by KitLightning

Works to Inspire

Architectonic by Pierre-Lagarde000---000 by lomatic
The Decay by wickedAlucardSandman 25th Anniversary by AdamAntaloczy
Oc 073 by duongquocdinhWishmaker by cherriuki
door... by beans6677Jumping Spider - Habronattus hallani by ColinHuttonPhoto
father by lubo-09Earth has awakened - step by step GIF by UnripeHamadryad
Dragon Keeper by K-Koji Sunset Ocean Wave by Vitaly-Sokol
BG Garden I by Eirian-stock whispering dream.... by nakedcrayon23


Ignorance.. by Hades-O-BannonAway, away, ye notes of woe by SirvanaRachana
Random by WRDBNR

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In the Kitchen with V by SpookyLoop by: :iconspookyloop:

:icondeviantsplz:Cheshire Cat II by renatalmar:iconcheshirecatplz:Cheshire Cat II by renatalmar:icondeviantsplz:

Sailor Moon - Princess Meteor (Kakyuu) 10 by Ank-sama by :iconank-sama:



Princess Peach on a Jog (animated) by Catobleper

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The Best is Yet to Come

Tue Dec 9, 2014, 8:42 PM

Je T'aime Plus Qu'hier mais moins que demain.
English def: I love you more than yesterday, but not as much as tomorrow.

From :iconcaddman:'s id)

Reaching Angelhood by x-pyre12

Come into our dark house! by aloner777

The Bay at Dusk by JocelyneR

ID4 by kreativEVOLUTION Secrets by x-pyre12 

Sunset at the beach by NoFeelingLeftx Silhouette Crescent by SageMist23

Digital 8 Track Epoch by x-pyre12

 Red by alicegallery Black-n-White Dream_03 by caddman 

201 by Schnitzelyne  Blue Jays for Canan by saperlipop

Pitt and Daireth: Save the Date by Nao-Dignity Necesito respirar by Campo-Diaz 

Old time by Andrei-Azanfirei steps in walkway by colorscarlet

follow, followerfollowing your footsteps
anxious and bright
kiss you in the darkness
love you in the light.

Gaia by Queen-of-Beers Beauty of Body by Xantipa2-2D3DPhotoM

Ps133 by Campo-Diaz

  • Mood: Wow!
  • Listening to: a friend's voice in my ear
  • Reading: palms
  • Playing: Wordy Birdy
  • Drinking: The days


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Minions by stuck-in-suburbia
Evil Minions by TheParanoIIdPsychoI just have to prove myself by RebiValeskaWalking the Dog by wangqrEverything by TheParanoIIdPsychoAccept Me Or Reject Me, It's Your Choice by animefan046
Bouvet Island by SirvanaRachanaStamp: The Queen by etchedglassI Am Heaven Sent by DrewDahlmanStamp: Minions by etchedglassTokelau by SirvanaRachana
Move only when you see an advantage and there is something to gain. Only fight if a position is critical. - Sun Tzu -</b>

Dare to Be!!!

"... no one ever got into trouble for not talking too much." - Perry Mason, "The Case of the Howling Dog"
Wink Wink Nudge Nudge

:iconnaughtygrandmaplz: On the inside, I'm quite old. :iconnaughtygrandmaplz:
My passion is getting the most out of every minute.


Metropolitan Beach Oct 27 2014 20 by analillithbar
Metropolitan Beach Oct 27 2014 20
A vertical view of a weathered, still erect tree trunk. It was charred on the other side from a long ago fire.
Metropolitan Beach Oct 27 2014 18 by analillithbar
Metropolitan Beach Oct 27 2014 18
Small orange flowers (have  no idea what they are) growing close to the ground.



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