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The liars come out to play to spread stories like wildfire. They contradict themselves and tell stories that donâ€™t make sense. The liars come out to play to tell the world Iâ€™m the bad one.
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 21, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
Poetry | Updated Sep 19, 2014 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Shashank Shrivastava
His thrown has been challenged. his kingdom is at war. his family's pride has been stripped. his son has been assassinated. half of the city has been destroyed.
but he'll not lose hope. he will fight.
if it's chaos they desire, it's chaos they'll get.
be ready for war, because the king of...
Short Story | Updated Sep 18, 2014 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Why in this world of beauty is there such a trashed society praising and singing to God while little children are being raped, beaten and murdered along with just total lies and corruption everywhere?
Author of â€œWhy Judgement Must Comeâ€ ...
By Joe Mama
I'm always hungry
This is a portion from my book; Living the Deception, it comes from the chapter titled "The Delusions"
Miscellaneous | Updated Sep 12, 2014 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Something Different. . .
The Bible is Not Understood or Believed as Written by This World of Believers; So Says God Through His Words Not Believed.
It's only when a person can leave themselves while also disassociating themselves from this world and its humans ways that they can begin to see reality as it truly is.
After the birth of my daughter 35 years ago my husband decided we should go out with his friends and show her off because he was a proud papa.
Short Story | Updated Sep 7, 2014 | Reads: 66 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Have you ever wondered why we sleep? It takes up a third of our lives and is brushed of as a simple necessity. While the truth may be more then we ever dreamed of.
Short Story | Updated Sep 5, 2014 | Reads: 22 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Noand Hegask
When you meddle with others hope and belief.. Even if you are on the same page, it doesn't mean you can act like you know it all; because you are not always correct. What if the one you corrected knows more about it than you do?
This is a descriptive poem for an old house that exudes history, beauty, and a secret.
Could you live with the horrors of a past unwilling to be forgotten? Daunting, taunting, haunting your sleepless nights and poisoning your endless days. How long could you go on in remembrance of the early terrors of your youth before you inevitably...snuff it out?
This Saturday morning was different though. I look at myself in the mirror while I brush my teeth and think of how I've been spending the last two years of life, living out the same scene week after week.
I felt like a mouse on his running wheel. Watching the same rerun over and over again to...
Essay | Updated Aug 16, 2014 | Reads: 53 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0