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all in my
in fall of my heart
firefight tall flame
frm debris of us
bright pain glints
I rinse hurt dirt
in fresh start
all peppermint tea
toxin free
plannable wash ofU
meditate marks
end of flammable state
&Uthe bonfire night guy
opens lotus focus
as 3rdeye sparks

6 34
2020-10-23

is an exhibition featuring wonderful artists. Currently . A rarity - an Italian Renaissance professional artist, who happens to be *cough* a woman! She is compared to her Father or but that does not do her justice

1 12
2020-10-22

In lands where the dinosaurs still roam under the conjuration of magic, they serve often as companions to the villagers. But when war is waged, they serve as cavalry. To further influence amongst the many nations in conflict.

2 17
2020-10-21

The pages
I turn
Restless
A comforting noise
In the frozen
October night.


Mia Stendal

18 74
2020-10-21

The drugs kick in and everything creeps toward weird. Just flickering moments, in time, flashing like Day-Glo old-timey movies. Amazing and visceral. I could watch her dance forever like this, a series of live stills burned into my head.

2 42
2020-10-21

YAH

”There is no honor among thieves,” in TIME while mother's & father’s grieve. And while many to have the answers to the pain, there is only ONE hand that rules supreme—and he has many names. ✍️🏽

0 13
2020-10-21

The people of Elandor lived peacefully for centuries, unaware of the denizens just below. For they’ve been tricked and lied to by their rulers. And now the consequences of 800 years of deception spreads it fangs.

4 10
2020-10-20

A shop of oddities.
Been to the city many times before.
Never during the Devil's Hour.
To for my own good.
There was a
Was compelled to ask.
So, a question I asked
A question about my death.
Now, my soul powers the shop of oddities.

0 8
2020-10-20

"You'll be taking the course on a basis," said the instructor. "If you can navigate the asteroid belt and avoid the gravitational pull of Jupiter, you'll pass."

"What if we don't?" asked the trainee pilot.

"Then you'll never have to worry again."

2 10
2020-10-15

As the azure sun touches the horizon, the cosmic symbols on the old tablet shine through the misbegotten trenches. Reading of the tales that existed before the age of man. Before the age of the cosmos, itself.

4 8
2020-10-14

bodies aka The Nude is not fav topic in Russian art, unlike across Europe from onwards. I always wondered why? The Cailleach shook her heid & muttered - dae ye ken how cauld it gets there?? Ye would have tae pose withoot yer simmit nae doot in a draft

5 16
2020-10-13

The ruins tell tales of the proud race of dwarves that once dwelled in the stony chasms working tirelessly to create artifacts for the gods. Until Ragnarok brought in a world without them. Some say if you listen very closely, you can hear the sounds of iron being forged.

1 5
2020-10-12

I thought my secretary’s would kill me, not save me.

He was disguised as a repair man. He me to the office radiator, then went to get tools.

Took him so long to get past Ava, I had time to escape.

He killed Ava instead. I won’t miss the chatter.

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2020-10-12

Why am the way I am?
because, because!
Why am I weird?
It's just the way I am.
Why am I so nerdy?
It's just the way I am.
Why am I a geek?
It's just the way I am.
Why am I the way I am?
Because I AM ME!
I love what I love.
I am who I am.
And I am never changing!

0 2
2020-10-10

I wait in the moonlight. The fanged idiot creeps from the shadows, smirking. He starts to burn, I chop his head off w/a sword

Because the moon reflects sunlight. You'd figure he'd open a book in 500 years. And authors... ahem

Now where's that stupid werewolf?

1 9
2020-10-09

In dark forests, the spirits weep.
Dissonant tunes of misery.
As the fires grow and the night turns old,
so do those memories lost long ago.

4 18
2020-10-08

The Owl and the Pussy-cat

...row together in a boat—the Owl was wise, exclaiming, “WHO”, but, the held its tongue, not knowing what to do. So, the Owl the Cat as one and done—where nine lives felt like the total sum.✍🏽#bravewrite

0 4
2020-10-08

Craft Your Own Tale 4-

The rules are simple:
•Create a story based on the image below.
•Make it short enough to fit in the comments.
•Have fun!

2 3
2020-10-07

When yesterdays have exhausted & we've bankrupted worries from long nights, I hope the light outlining your silhouette stays clean if the sun abandons a day; & you still see doves & cats in every cloud.

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2020-10-07