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By Ted Gerard
It is good to know when dealing with Quantum Multi-versal Mechanics that one can be both singular and infinite. So the sunflower fields is a metaphor for a person's soul. It is this energy of belief that is used to power the God Machine.
By Kevin Witt
I hate love. It has cursed my life. I just hate love, so very much...
Mytholian reveals his true intent and tells some of his history.
Sylvia has dinner with the horned prince and is convinced by the fairy to use her potion.
Sylvia has always dreamed of other worlds full of fae and magic, but when she finds herself in one she is betrayed by a fairy and locked away by the dark horned prince and his ghoulish servants. But is he even all that bad? The good fae seems to think so.
Out of place, not wanted ignored, what's a teenager to do or think when her own father doesn't even want her around? When she gets forced to being sent to a school with her older twin sister what else could go wrong in her life? Find out in the time after dawn
I'm not good at summaries, so...
Stella Academy is a college for only the smartest students in America. Jessica is a 17 year old girl who got accepted to this college because of her knowledge. Her boyfriend Frederick is accepted as well, but on different terms. At Stella Academy there is a group of students who are special....
"There is truth in dreams" is about the interplay between the conscious and subconscious minds. The conscious mind dwells on what the eyes see, whereas the subconscious mind is the true interpretation of the events in ones life. However, it tends to focus more on ones demons and the past; at...
By Silver 84
I haven't posted a poem in a long while, so I was determined to get one up tonight! A lot of times I stay up all night, I just can't get to sleep. The dawn makes the next day, which is always pretty awful since I hadn't had any sleep, worth it. Such a beautiful thing. My favorite part is that...
Even after so many years, I'm lost & struggling without my grandmother.
This is merely a raw draft i have written and would like to share (mostly with my dear friend Amy Wong). If you like it, please share the link on your social networks! :D
By Old Sea
What do each dawning tell me morning after morning ?..
It is a Haiku
Poetry | Updated Jun 13, 2013 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Posture of a Being on a Rocking Chair Leaning
Lazy Boy Palmetto Woods in Search
Of a Harvest with Spade in Hand
Land Grants a Grand Stand - a Full House.
Enclosed blinds, seeking Blind.
Wednesday Mornings ante Day of plenty
Spent waterfalls, an Ivy Wall Vine twined