Got a New Screenplay GoingAdapted from a short story I wrote a few weeks ago which I just might go ahead and post now.
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Fruits of Impulsive LoveWhat has this wicked world around me wrought by way of 'llowing a much needed growth? By not just admitting me sensation or thought but by actually admitting both. The sweetest bliss is that of a dull mind. Mine shimmers like the edge of savage swords. Pointing and prodding, you will surely find, like the shocks of reality's frayed cords. You would be wrong to force your will on her though it's a part of you as much as she. But as you wait for decisive vigor the size of your problem shall grow times three. A Concoction of proteins they have spun. The Cursed lovers'Fruits of Impulsive Love
by ~Existence-Is-Random
The EnfoscolThe Enfoscol (By Nolan Powell)The Enfoscol
Xenocrates opened his eyes slowly to the lifelessness of his surroundings. Reveille had called him to duty. Today should be a proud day. He and the other Enfoscol (this being a contraction of 'Enforcers of Solar Colonization') privates sat up in their bunks, hoisted themselves onto their bare feet and – after a few seconds of rubbing their irritated, sleep-deprived eyes and scratching their freshly-shaved scalps – proceeded to change into their sharp, clean, authoritative uniforms. They were all the same. The bunks exhibited a similar robotic quality: they wer
by ~Existence-Is-Random
IntroversiaINTROVERSIA: Or, How I Learned to Stop Bitching and Grab the Apple.Introversia
Come on, man: let's go places, do some things, see some faces. 'But what if we don't make it?' That's nonsense, drop that vague fear! Any more talk like that, I'll drag you with me, do you hear? 'But what if I should do wrong?' That's as likely as me, now stop bitching, and come along! 'But then I shall surely die' We all will, and that's no lie. Aren't you oft lonely at night? 'Technology hears my cry.' Simulated life, same death. 'Bleep-blorp won't be my last breath!' Come on, then: let's g
by ~Existence-Is-Random
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Shades Of GrayEssential to our thoughts are life and death, I don't know why we need to save our time. We lose and wonder why we wasted breath, We set the rules, but cannot toe the line.Shades Of Gray
We humans are a paradox of hurt; But deadly sins have no meaning to me. It's all the same, we'll all end up in dirt; So would it matter if someone broke free?
If someone stopped and tried to kill the night, You think we'd find a better, longer day? Life's not made of pieces like black and white, So we are stuck inside a shade of gray.
Trying, trying, stop from keeping dying,
by ~singtosavetheworld
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IM CHARGEN MAI LAZER!! im in this clan! :iconrazielim-clan:
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Because if you mean on dA, she's in my list as Keimei.
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I is Poseidon...what have you done with yer life?
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