|Hand high, sword low, and respect the ever-fleeting horizon.|
The Nakizen Vine Ch1The Nakizen Vine Ch1 by WARMZOMBIE
In the year 2025 the third World War broke out, people worldwide were starving due to decreasing resources. Causing The United States of America to use a tectonic plate weapon in the hopes of turning their enemy’s cities to ruble. Unfortunately, the weapon set forth a world reforming event. Destructive earth quakes broke out in every continent, forcing vessels of all sizes and from every shore to retreat to the ocean while the escapees watched the homes and cities they loved break apart and sink into the sea. Millions died and nature consumed what was left of the world.
It took two hundred years before the remaining continents stopped shaking, and by then people had become used to living off what they could in the ocean, cherishing every resource they could find. When they retur
PATMMG Chapter 2: A Byte Out of LifeByte instantly fell in love with Polybius. It was a space shooter, which wasn't really Pixel's cup of tea. "Come on Pixel! You have to try this! it's so bright and colorful!" Byte said, begging her sister."It's all yours." Pixel said as Byte popped in another coin. This game was Byte's moment to shine. She was suddenly unstoppable at it! she passed through levels like a pro, only spending a minute or two in each. Pixel watched in awe at her sister's sudden transformation from player to professional.PATMMG Chapter 2: A Byte Out of Life by ShadowsGirl9
"YES!" Byte yelled, grabbing her sister by the shoulder as her game ended a few minutes later. "High score! I made it through every level!" She said, jumping up and down, looking at her impressive score of 1,032,700 points. Her screen switched to the flashing "Game over, Insert coin screen. The gamers in the arcade that day were suddenly given a horrible scare as Pixel's scream rang out through the arcade as Byte suddenly collapsed to the floor, shaking uncontrollably. Players and staff cam
HauntedEvery car from far awayHaunted by BathroomStallStories
looks like yours
and I'm not quite sure
if I should stay and wave
or run the other way
because everything with you was bittersweet
and I don't know what to call you
my heart says you were mine
(my brain knows I wasn't the only one)
so I'm stuck with tasting
but never eating
I still see you in everything
in this old love song
in his face
on every street corner
I'm plagued by the thought of you
so tonight I'm dressed up real nice
to go on a date with a real nice boy
who brang me my favorite flowers
and says all the right things
(but he'll never be you)
and I'm trying to erase our memories
(but they're all written in pen)
Just Some Thoughts #1: PerfectionI think the big mistake of the human being is to search for technical perfection, to want everything to go as planned.Just Some Thoughts #1: Perfection by NightBreeze7
The universe does not "tend towards disorder", it simply follows a line of existence in firm naturalness, regularly "irregular". People are the ones who want to go against such naturalness, instead of making the most of it.
Soaked in routine habits, selfish ideas, mutual incomprehension (which leads to collective generalization) and closed-mindedness, one loses the focus regarding oneselve's being and feelings beyond the immediately superficial. And therefore come problems. Problems, problems and more problems, nonexistent and unnecessary, created by mental blindness, routinary interpretation of events and sentimental-intellectual blur.
I'm not generalizating, of course, and I'm not looking for disputes nor polemic. Just sharing some thoughts. Excuse my english.
Yo creo que el gran error del ser h
Presentation Evening Award SpeechGood evening ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, lads and lasses, chaps and chapettes. To be truthfully honest, I didn’t intend on doing a speech tonight. But after intense interrogation from my parents on as to why I wasn’t going to do one, I thought ‘let’s do it’. And so after few dozen modifications, adverbs, adjectival phrases, superlatives, verbs, a few cups of tea and a barking dog, I think I have concocted the most greatest speech I have ever, single-handedly I might add, created – and here it is.Presentation Evening Award Speech by Mattchewbackaar
No, I’m joking.
No, I cast my mind back to when I first came here at this school. I didn’t come here in year 7. In fact I came here in year 9. 2009, actually, in April. The 12th. At 8 o’clock. Yes, it was an emotional time for me; I had to mark the time down.
When I came here, though, I felt like an ant amongst mountains. I felt like an outcast. But that feeling didn’t last long. This ant found frien
Do We Already Know Everything?Do We Already Know Everything? by Mattchewbackaar
“To know, is to know that you know nothing. That is the meaning of true knowledge.”
Before I begin, I want you to think really hard about one thing. How do you know how to read this? Better yet, how did you learn how to read this? Cast your mind back to nursery or reception, or, if you’re American, kindergarten. Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten you. That’d be bad if I did, considering the title is synonymous to memory and knowledge. Anyway—focus!
Cast your mind back to that period in time and really think about it. Think about the first few years in primary or elementary school and ask, “How did I actually learn English and Math(s).” Some Language Acquisition theorists, like Piaget and Vygotsky, would be screaming at the screen now. It’d be a mental tug-a-war with a side of grudging stares. Anyway, sidetracking, again.
How did you learn it? You simply looked at a board, at w
A Two-World Heart"I haven't changed much." I laughed, forcing myself to smile. "No, you're always Red, that's for sure! Constantly goofy." One of my old friends remarked. For a few hours, I'd be surrounded by happy memories; here I am, visiting my past, and having a good time with people I thought I wouldn't see again.
The warmth of too many bodies in one small room soothed my soul. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back against the couch, and took a slow, deep breath of oxygen.
"He never told me that! I thought he wanted to marry her-"
"-No, she wanted to finish college first, they split up."
"-Oh my God, reminds me, guys did you hear about Jesse? He dropped out, apparently he's rooming with some kleptomaniac crazy hippy-chick, dropped his cell plan too-and his mom can't even get a hold of him."
"Trevor is gay. He told me last month."
I opened my eyes and sat up straight, noticing the silence in the room. Then eve
Two HeartsTween the beats of my heart I feel a stirring
Within this skin a new soul is forming, unblurring
On the path of rebirth I feel the love inside purring
Here on the clouds of raptured bliss I see the strength of my soul
Every breath I take is two, the dance of life starts to make me whole
A wave of emotional and spiritual bliss reveals the light reveals my role
Reaching into the world I see the love again, a rebirth of my mind is control
This is what life is, not the scars and blisters festering in the deep black hole
Sparks will ignite the passion, you are own jailer, set yourself free and reject parole
The Bride of AtlasShe met him when the world was new;
when wars were fought in the cosmos
and celestial beings deigned expose
and visit themselves upon the mortals.
In darkness he came to her;
somewhere between fantasy and the real,
disguised as a human, burly and firm
with want of a lover and yearning for release.
She knew him as a man
and he loved her as his wife.
A Titan he had always been
at battle with Olympians
who garnered all of humanity's love
and chose war over peace to keep it.
As lightning struck, thunder roared,
and waves destroyed the earth,
all grew quiet as Olympus rejoiced
and she knew that he had lost.
Zeus then rest upon his shoulders
the weight of the world eternal.
A punishment made more severe
by lack of warmth from her mortal heart.
He carried his punishment made unending
as Earth's coarsened face gouged his back.
The insects and beasts stung and mauled
and the humans warred and burned his flesh.
Still he held the world atop his shoulders