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An article about gothic architecture connected to the greek philosophy of beauty.
Book
Historical Fiction
June 23, 2015
Jack is the only child of his mother Ellen. He does not speak to strangers and has been through some hard times. he meets Tom Builder and his family, Martha and Alfred. Then he meets Aliena, the gorgeous daughter of the Earl of Shiring, but then her farther is sentenced…
narrated by the main character; a paranormal thriller residing in multiple dimensions all fueled by the determination of one individual the "something"
By gunterwally
a cathedral of trees set in the shape of Northampton cathedral,
By artie1947
Poem
Poetry
January 26, 2013
This is a poem comparing nature and religion. It's not exactly anti-religion. If it says the wood is a cathedral, it's because cathedrals are paradigms of beauty. But cathedrals, and by extension religion (or at least the church), constitute a frame that man imposes on beauty. Nature, by contrast, has…
Short Story
Horror
January 03, 2012
Stories of a crazed institute, filled with demons, trolls, vampires, witches, clowns, psychos, ghosts, and a human or two.
Poem
Poetry
March 20, 2011
Sadness can be overwhelming at times, so it seems to escape me in the form of poetry. This poem describes a rush of painful feelings of sadness and death.
Book
Fantasy
March 13, 2011
A strange phenomenon is occurring in the small, quiet town of Belshire.
Poem
Poetry
November 25, 2009
I saw two red roses painted in two cop of coffee.
Every morning days,people hold a cup of coffee to drink and lets free mind to fly in places and time.
The life on the other side of the confessional booth.
Keep in mind, people, I'm not Catholic. But enjoy anyway.
By rohangirl90
