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The High Roada phalangal ticking, scrapes away the luster and shine
making up time with corrosive scrapings reaching the mind 1
idle threats and impatience run me ragged, locking me up
ramming away into a wall and yet,pushing myself back with a shove 2
damn this block!
A path is evident, whereas there's another less so... confusion
choices...decisiveness... not me at this moment,just a contusion
an obstinate and conflict weary mind works against the heart
making way for devilment and fallacy to sneak in,on the devil's part
a daydream this isn't because this reality chafes like a saddle on a horse
drawing lines with tombstones, while staying on a pre-written course
papyrus still blank, while storms rage and still never rain upon it's face
a disembodied paragraph without thought, hanging in disgrace
what must i do to retreat or escape the intertwining grasp of fear
I fear what might be an error in diction..or the fact that i don't adhere
... what is this?!
absolute... honest... i need a picture to pa
Mannequins and shopping kartsHere we go, running, while in place
Here we go, becoming a mild disgrace
Here we go, mannequins in stores, here we go
A sight to see, posing for anything is likely
Take off the clothes and see imperfections like me
Spot the weakness in models with different parts
We're metaphors as in mannequins and shopping karts
Taking only so much, we're plastics,yet human to the touch
Don't push unless you're willing to carry what falls
Take them away, mannequins
manneqins and shopping karts
Take them awya, Pathotrends
Like bad parts in shopping karts
Take a hand, lead the heart
Frail DedicationsTongues encased in bone and flesh
Fall away under death
Fighting with broken bones and empty threats
Taking with them, what's left
Taking with them
Scared apparitions, not untrue visions
Words matter not, break them down
Watch them scatter, watch them shatter
Watch them scatter
We will not deny the fight
The fight to strengthen our life
Making true the presentation
built on faith, praise new dedications
Crux Cross Chapter 33 (Final Battle Phase One)
Crux Cross Chapter 33
The Final Battle Phase One
The Owl of Darkness
Matthew Vs. Corax
Corax held up staff and dark lightning shot down on it. He pointed his staff to Matthew and spears of dark lightning went flying towards him. Matthew teleported out of the way of the bolts and filled his hand with
. He threw arrows of light towards Corax but Corax easily swatted the light aside.
Corax pointed his staff towards Matthew and a mighty gust blew against him. Matthew was pushed so far back that he was against the mountain. Matthew jammed his staff into the ground to keep himself from being blown off. Corax raised his hand and a bolt of dark lightning formed in his hand.
Matthew noticed the wind stopped and he realized something. Matthew looked at the ground under Corax and measured the trajectory of his shot. Matthew grew his wings and when Corax threw the bolt of lightning Matthew flew northwest of his current position. Matthew transformed
Crux Cross Chapter 34 (Final Battle Phase 2)
Crux Cross Chapter 34
The Final Battle Phase 2
Sage Matthew versus Crimson Corax
Last Time-Matthew was able to best Corax in the dark sky world. Now he fights his next form.
Corax raised his right hand and three mini dark orbs surrounded Matthew. Matthew snapped his fingers and the balls were blown away by a fierce wind. Matthew looked up at Corax and he threw a bolt of dark lightning at Matthew.
Matthew filled his left hand with wind and swatted it away. Matthew teleported and he was in front of Corax. A emerald ball of wind filled his hand and Matthew shot it out. This caused the owl and Corax to go flying into the barrier they established.
A sharp neon green chain formed around Matthew's left hand and he lashed this at Corax. Corax teleported above Matthew and bolt of lightning appeared below the crimson owl. Matthew looked and saw the bolts coming for him. Matthew simply covered himself in a barrier and infused his body with wind.
Blue eyesShe watched the lady bug climb up the wilting leaf. It's small
black spots looked faded and worn, and the insect moved
at a slow, weary pace.
The sun was shining overhead, but several clouds danced about in the sky.
They connected with each other and then separated, twirling and
swirling to the music.
She looked back to the lady bug. It struggled to climb up the
smooth leaf. She tilted up the end of the leaf to help it, and it
clamored up a little ungracefully, then sat quietly, as if
She lifted her head when she felt the earth vibrating beneath her,
and saw a small child running up and sitting down beside her.
The child smiled and looked at her with big, blue eyes that seemed to
want to question everything about the earth, questions that
held no answer.
The child reached out and gently ran its' fingers over her hair,
and stroked her face. It's touch was light and gentle, like a raindrop.
"Won't you come in?" The child asked her, its' voice high and full of
laughter, and looke
Spirit PeopleChapter 15:
Beast could see in Nezo's face that the Shadow was up to something, and he had a feeling that he would not like it. "You seem very pleased to see us all here, Nezo? Are you…plotting something?" he questioned the Spirit Person.
Nezo looked up to the ceiling, as if thinking for a few moments, before he looked at Beast with a sly grin and said, "Perhaps."
Conner immediately became jumpy and asked, stuttering, "W-w-what are you p-p-plotting?"
"Something I've always wanted to try that I couldn't use in my home world," Nezo stated.
"Really? Let's see it then," Zephyr challenged the Shadow.
The Shadow grinned before his scythes suddenly vanished from his hands and he put his palms together. He then said, "Septem Manu Inferi." [Seven Hands of Hell]. Then, before anyone in the room knew it, the room was engulfed in some sort of black energy, scaring everyone. The dark magic covered all the exits and windows in the room and dimmed most of the lighting.
Keith looked around the r
Pre - RequisiteIn the Sacred room I am presented with 10 doors
1st is the path of the warrior
2nd is the path of the Revolutionary
3rd is the path of the Mother
4th is the path of the Provider
5th is the path of the Intellect
6th is the path of Creation
7th is the path of the Teacher
8th is the path of the Sympathetic
9th is the path of Expansion
10th is the path of the Preserver
They are each marked with glorious elaborate symbols representing the sacredness of each path. They are each with their perils yet with their rewards. Each one has a vast radiant universe of highly elaborate & complex myths & tales, histories, possibilities & paradoxes. Peoples, racves, minds, aspirations, Ambitions.
As I step through the 7th door there seems to be an eery silence and no source of light anywhere. I begin running, trying to a find an exit in a place with no end. The door has already shut behind me & has dissappeared in lawless, timeless existence. What am I now? What do I look like? do i have form? had i even
Ever YearningThe night enveloped my frayed heart with foreboding. The chattering of the crickets echoed in my head bringing a cacophonic madness to my rambling mind. Why is it like this? Why is it like this? The questions swirled and danced around my head like Kabuki warriors and Jesters caught in the act of their polaric personalities. I had gone back, analyzed, dissected, left no stone unturned, any answers I found only led to greater want. The grass kept getting greener before my eyes, and the styes upon my lids seemed to grow ever more constricting.
It is one thing to question god and another to know him. Does one taste of the forbidden fruit or be content to let his mind wither in intelligentia absentia, nothing more than a great supine invertebrate jelly. The mysteries touch me, tuck me in bed at night, yet leave me wanting like an ever fickle foreign mistress. How can one know such genius? How can one achieve such heights, the unbounded intellect, understanding causality way beyond modern ph
Spirit PeopleChapter 14
Keith, Robin, Wimpy, Peggy and Lio ran into the mansion through the backdoor, dashed up the stairs, raced down a hall and practically burst into the living.
"How's everyone?" Keith asked his friends, looking around to be sure everyone was present. He saw all of the teenagers were present, and most of the adults were there. He noticed Pepe was sitting on the large sofa, with Ricky lying on it, seemingly unconscious, with his head in Pepe's lap. Skitter was sitting on the end of the sofa that was not taken up by most of Ricky's body. Fry was leaning against a wall with Jane sitting on the floor with her back against the wall nearby. Beast and his associates were in the room as well.
"Where are Zephyr and those two little kids and that Valentine Girl?" Robin asked his friends.
Steven gave Robin a weird look and asked, "Valentine girl?"
"The girl that was wearing a lot of pink and red. She's wearing colors that represent Valentine's day," Robin explained.
"Oh, you mean Francine!
XI. IntrusoA veces corro, sin saber dónde, a veces grito y ni siquiera sé qué digo, a veces me río de la nada a carcajadas. Hay días que me enfado, me enfado tanto que no hay animal lo suficiente valiente para cruzarse en mi camino, de un golpe de furia me rompí la mano izquierda, no sé, una voz me dijo que lo hiciera, no estoy segura de que fuera Madre. El otro día lloré tanto que la pintura roja en mi cara corría por mis mejillas como gotas de sangre, lloré tanto que me podría haber ahogado en esa sangre salada. Mi cerebro está descontrolado, ya no sé qué sentir, ya no pienso con claridad, ni siquiera acierto con el arco, vago por el bosque sin saber dónde ir. Saguitta desapareció hace mucho tiempo, la verdad, no sé si yo la maté.
Intentando cazar algo para comer aquella mañana me dirigí a una parte del bosque a la que no recordaba haber ido nunca, aunque muchas veces he parado a descansar c
God ModThis is my destiny of credulous delusion
Divulging divine direction
Elevated from the crowd
Looking down with judgement
Masses that cannot discern enlightenment
Perched upon a pulpit, spitting articulate disgust
Cannot admit..............but why can't I?
Will not admit.........you'd better not dare
The religion of intolerance opening eyelids
Peeling flesh back and away from wide eyed innocence
Realize or take the knowledge by force
This is my work, my purpose divine
I'll put all my demons in the collective swine
Mother can't fathom what I have become
All my atrocities masked by the mission of the chosen one
If I am not worthy than nobody is
You're a maggot on my leavings
You need me
You believe me or I'll send you to limbo
If you default you'll go to hell
Feel my hubris swell
Quashed under my spell
Past Lying ScalesHello... Marketplace of Life
Can i buy a line?
You've left hanging
Looking like a thief found out
Why do you judge me?
why are your scales looking so
Could it be?!
True justice lays past lying scales
Remove misguided ideas
Remove the slighted feelings
Eat the orange peelings
And ask... about facades
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