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I used to fear death. I wanted to share a short story about the many unique experiences I had on my grandfather's farm when I was only 6 years old. The many things my grandfather taught me about life and ultimately about death.
By Another Nameless Writer
Some men are sent to investigate the landing sute of a UFO, and there, they find a bizarre "creature".
I like to put music with my stories since i think it makes the experience better, but i don't really know any bizarre/ominous background music that goes with this... so after a quick youtube...
Originally this was a piece written for my brothers but it had a different meaning for each person I showed it to. Therefore, the significance of the poem depends on the person reading it.
By Arturon Gillespie
For the budding artist that likes to live dangerously.
By Keisha Gamman
A poem about not wanting to exist
Poetry | Updated Jun 4, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
My first experiment with abstract metaphysical literature where I speak about existence and absolute truth.
By Jack Dragonblood
When I learned about the great circle of a sphere in geometry class, I decided that it sounded like it could be the name of a god, and I had to write a story about it.
An allegorical take on life, the stream of consciousness and the manner in which every human being gives meaning to his or her existence.
I will not let you down. I promise, I'll be different. Trust in me because I will give everything for you. My being is yours and to the heavens I proclaim it so. Forever shall I rest in the unsettling unknown before I forsake you. I am transforming for you. Into what I would be. Into what I am.
This work is a depiction you will complete in your pursuit of truth. Many have travelers in those path where wind turns down icy storms yet one among few races this edge without limitless contribution. It is just a starting of few days ahead where your vest is one vision beyond time. Thanks for...
In the dawn of history and today times changes with always what you have in your hand. Realizing the meaning of these words about our planet has been carved out as ever uncompleted short story.
Random short pieces of poetry I came up with at 12:30 AM!
Remember that one time you thought about yourself and everything you knew. Did you find peace? Or did you not even find the tip of the iceberg?
This poem was written walking in a park on a late summer afternoon. It's about how beings emerge into existence, where existence is understood as "being made to stand out from a background" (ek-sistence).
Poetry | Updated Mar 9, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Things may perceive to be as is...but given thought, maybe not...We live in a world that sometimes changes faster than we could ever imagine...