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The Worldwide firestorm
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.
The feeling you get after the people you've given your life too, aren't there when your broken.
By David S Grayson
How could you let the love of your life go, when you know he may not come back?
Written for R A B Bradbury's August Short Story Contest and based on the song "Billy don't be a hero" by Paper Lacer
By Juli Monat
Do you have anything to lose?
This is what love had now become. there's no surety what will you suffer on love so beware.
This is a short, rather paranormal story I wrote quite awhile ago. It was inspired in part by the book/true account "The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks" and the "HeLa" cells described within.
I have a secret for all my friends in band and more of my feelings for Paul.
Miscellaneous | Updated Aug 13, 2013 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
This is just how i feel during arguments.
Poetry | Updated Aug 4, 2013 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Liam Strong
This is for futureauthor's Birthday contest, and I hope it does well, the idea really sends me good waves that it'll do well...enjoy!
Short Story | Updated Jul 24, 2013 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 4 | Likes: 4
Are you happy with life? Do you have the perfect life? This story follows the short ranting's of a man bent on killing the perfection in the world even if that means himself, of course all in the name of the greater good.
A poem I penned towards the end of my first year at University. I've only just got around to uploading it!
Not really sure what my inspiration was for this one. I guess I was in the 'zone'.
By This Is Interesting Stuff
In the corner of a mental patient home
About a crazed man remonstrating towards what he believes to be an awful lemon tree.
Sunshine beaming in from a window
Proud Lion Like shine
blends my thinking with the wine Im
drinking from none other than a Vine
one Paw deep in the Terra
soil moister than most
fertile crescent valley
alley of perception
for the prowl.
Lunatic Hour approaches