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A look into two lives lived in the face of prejudice
A recollection of recent times not so long ago
The beauty of a butterfly can bring out your beauty within.
Poetry | Updated Dec 15, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
Pandala is a world with a weird way of telling the time, instead of day cycles light, dark, spiritual and afterlife time periods of time are used with varying effects of each.
Each period has a "god" or "original ancestor" that creates the races that reside within the planet. This novel is to...
Novel | Updated Dec 14, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 5
By Stormbird Throneshaker
War and peace, life and death. Do we think of our children or their children as well?
Article | Updated Dec 14, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
U.S. Internationalism and Isolationism by: Eli Dupuy
In this short poetry piece, I talk about the everlasting struggle of finding & keeping faith, happiness, and inner peace.
A poem about feeling so controlled you can't breath.
A Poem i just spontaneously wrote with no particular frame in mind. but, in this poem i wrote i find my own message some how, in this jumble of words, i find a peace, a inner sanctuary.And i reread my own words i feel inspired, like a lion has just been fed a satisfactory meal.
Poetry | Updated Dec 1, 2014 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Jacob Watson
This story presents my deepest meditations, and contemplations in a seemingly timeless grief.
By Amy Shunker
Poetry | Updated Nov 24, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
This is a poetry book, based on the Love of God, and the ability to change what is in your life, through the grace of God.
Just a lil something to get people ready for the Magic holiday season that is Christmas!
Today we were gathered at the War Memorial in a hamlet called Kappel, which belongs to Freiburg, for it's Volkstrauertag, the day the people of Germany think and pray for the sons of Kappel (and other hamlets, town and cities) who fell in the two Great Wars. The World War I was fought 100 years...
We aim all the time, but, joy comes not, peace is a naught, Bliss rarely arrives, mirth, mind derives, comes gloom often, get we limited fun.