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LifeWalking down this stray path, no one seemed to follow.
I asked myself, "Can I change?"
The cold wind blew as I struggled for an aswer.
But I already knew what it was.
Never being satisfied, wanting to become more.
Is there a limit to our greed?
Never having time to appreciate the good things.
Pursuing the future, no time to look back!
Hey,to all my friends, the few that have been there.
"What do you think of me?" Is the question to you.
I wanted to know the answers, but the truth was...
I was afraid.
Dash out to the world, holding that charm tightly.
The whole world may be against you, but fight on!
What's stopping you, the world is yours to take on.
Show them all what you can do!
Because at the end of the road, what awaits you is a mystery.
Life is like that, a game of risks, a game of give and take.
What is it that you wouldn't want to risk?
What is it that you want the most?
What is it that you would like to give?
I've been asking myself that for all this while...
I think I know whe
On a lonely night.As I walk down this walkway of shattered hopes the raindrops slowly drowning me.
I think to myself, "Life isn't that bad." Even though it sounds like a lie.
Sometimes everything just doesn't link up but I move on anyways.
Wondering to myself "Is this luck? Or has God decided to play with me?"
Slowly the rain flows down my face as I join in. Basking in sorrow.
And as I look up to the sky. My thoughts getting louder.
"Is life really worth living? Please show me."
This cloudy, violet sky...A perfect time to think,isn't it? Troubled by daily thoughts. I can't escape from them. Could someone just take me away? Into a world far without troubles.
As if that exists. Can anyone bring me there? To that haven I so long of.
As I walk under this violet sky...My mind represented by the clouds in the air.
Thinking about the times spent happy. I'd love those times back.
Why does our life have to be filled with tears and sorrows?
I wish we can go back to the old times.
As the bright s
I love you.There are many ways to show affection for your loved one.Holding hands, hugging, kissing, saying "I love you", protecting, defending, supporting, caring.
There really are many ways to show affection, some show it in a more subtle way, some in a extravagant way. But will our act of affection be received?
Will she know that I love her as much as I say I do? Or are these acts of affection just a daily thing? Have we gotten used to this acts of affection?
Are they as important as they were in the past? But does it matter? She may not receive the full amount of it...but will holding hands help the message?
Does "I love you" have as much meaning as it did? Is hugging just another act of friendliness?
Sometimes we end up hurting the one we were trying to protect. Sometimes our ways of showing affection ends up the wrong way. Sometimes we try too hard.
Sometimes we're too protective. Sometimes we're being unreasonable. Sometimes we defend even if it's the wrong thing to do. Sometimes...a hug c
For ShivvySweet and charming, energetic and kind, fun and caring, loving and beautiful.
Her presense, that of an Angel. Her voice, a guiding light.
In everything she does she would try her best. Never giving up and hardworking.
Virtue above all else, supportive to the end. Understanding and forgiving.
Vivid and outstanding, she is exceptional in every way.
Youthful for eternity, Neither her grace or her charm will ever fade.
RainIs god crying again? The tears fall down on us... like a rain of sadness, that's what it is, right? Sadness...
How beautiful this is... as the thousands of drops of tears fall on my face, drenching me, drowning me.
Should I add to the tears as well? I'm sure no one would notice... As they drip on my face, roll down my cheek...
Down to my chin... and onto the floor. Isn't this wonderful? This natural miracle that we received.
How nostalgic... like the many nights I've spent looking out the window to see the world crying. I'd think about everything...
Wash it all away... that's what I want... I'll wash it all away with my own rain. Would this moment be best spent alone? Or with a "someone"?
How big the world is, isn't it? And yet the rain wets it all... How lonely... Or not? Stand in the rain... You'll understand...
Close your eyes and stand in the rain... But make sure you don't get carried away. Let everything slide off your face, like the tears would.
What next, you ask? A ray of ligh
MirrorsWhat do you see, when you look in the mirror? Yourself, or a reflection of yourself. Embrace the image you see for it's what you want to see.
What do others think of you? When you reflect in their eyes...Would it be what you expect? Or just one of the many reflections of yourself.
Mirrors...It's a tool for self-assurance I'd say. We all spend some time looking at ourselves in the mirror...only because it's the only way we can.
With a mirror we can shape ourselves...all for the benefit of the illusion we want. So why do we do it? We fall prey to this reflection of ourself...
Break this mirror that holds us back, it doesn't matter how the world views you...being yourself is the utmost important...so I say
But I know that that's impossible...even for me, we're fragile...one comment is all it takes, it can make the difference...
The appearance in which we put up for ourself and the world to see...it is something that everyone has...we care too much about it.
Break this mirror that holds us
EpiphanyEpiphany - is an experience of sudden and striking realization. Generally the term is used to describe scientific breakthrough, religious or philosophical discoveries, but it can apply in any situation in which an enlightening realization allows a problem or situation to be understood from a new and deeper perspective.
Enlightened I am now in the shadow of the sun
that creeps through my window
in the corner of my room
My situation is heightened by an awareness of an utter reality
that I have come full circle in my life so far
This realization that ma
Religious Separation. Higher Preparation.Religious Separation. Higher Preparation.
The brightest of stars, expelling and resonating the most heavenly of higher powers.
From where in the stars originate ours?
We are merely a spec within the largest machine ever seen~ I recommend attempting to improve your insight~ maybe even intervene.
Have you ever seen the beautiful magnitude of solar systems grouped together over time accrued, especially when looked upon from an outside view?
The perception of scientifically proven informational invention, live mankind's greatest redemption; dependent if we are resilient and endure: and only if we change our misconception.
Which scientific or theological explanation do you prefer, and are they of a good intention?
A greater existence rests the fate of those whom are willing to pursue.
My only limitation is knowing when this will occur~ which will unveil the curtain magnificently pure~ exposing the seam within this broken dream.
Realizations of our un
The KeepersIn life you will realize that there is a purpose for everyone you meet. Some will test you, some will use you, and some will teach you. But most important are the ones that bring out the best in you. Those are the ones worth keeping around.
Oh How She Wonders...She wants to go to somebody, its strange she's never needed to before. Her names Araya and she had meet he biological father about two in a half years ago, she was only 14, her birthday was in two weeks. It was his birthday when she met him, she was the present if a lifetime.
A few months pasted and everything was great but she had a weird feeling, one she shouldn't take. But she did one night when he showed the same feelings, he said he was scared and she said she was too because "It would be weird." But once they were all on the same page everything was okay, exciting and gay.
She took up on an offer she should've never done and kept an intimate relationship with him. She promised not to cheat but it was hard to be in a relationship she couldn't show. It killed her inside. And she dated a guy her age, broke her dads trust. She was never to do it again. Never to go out from under his wing again. And she didn't; at least for a little while.
About 8 months after being clean and doing ev
La vida es inevitableGuatemala, 05/12/2013
La vida es inevitable
(En memoria de Nelson Mandela)
Porque nadie vive físicamente para siempre, todos debemos morir en su momento. Dicen que la muerte no tiene solución y yo pregunto ¿desde cuándo es un problema? Aquellos que murieron viven para siempre en el corazón de quienes los recuerdan. Viven porque la vida es inevitable.
Sanity or Insanity?Sanity or Insanity?
That should be such an obvious answer, but in actuality, nothing could be farther from the truth....
Boredom or Intense Excitement?
Rephrasing the question only makes the choice more difficult. Looking at the implications involved in both causes the "socially wrong" to seem good.... At least for a while....
Security or Horrible, Lasting Fear?
Is the excitement worth the paranoia it causes? Is the mental security worth the closed-mindedness that goes along with it?
Average or Genius?
"Genius and Insanity are closely intertwined." "Genius is a form of Insanity." Both well-known phrases are true. Is Insanity truly worth it, or would being Average and Safe be a better alternative?
Social Acceptance or Persecution?
Is the risk of being locked away and treated like an animal outweighed by the possible benefits of Insanity? Is it better to be welcomed with love or
Thoughts on leaving our mark on this world.We all wish to make a mark on this world. Trying to succeed in our lives so we will always be remembered, and thus we do all we can to make our mark. Most of us think you must do grand things to do so. This in turn has made the worst and the best out of us. Some causing nothing but pain to others in the worst possible way while others helped people in the best of ways. Yet we all see this and we all wish it, but we all already have made our mark on this world. No matter how small it may seem. We do not need to do horrific or grand things in life. For the people we meet the things we have done in our lives and the work we do to better our lives or worsen it have in its own right caused us to make our own mark. Even I thought of such a thing. Not wanting to be forgotten to be remembered by all. So I thought that if I dreamed of ruling the world one day people will know who I was when I was alive.
Now that dream is basically impossible but it was just a dream none the less. S
Nightmare.Hey..I had a nightmare yesterday, wanna hear about it? Hmm...I'll tell you eitherways.
Don't laugh, or cry! It may seem a bit childish, but I don't care.
There was a light...a very faint light, signaling for me to follow, it seemed urgent...
I didn't know where I was, it was pitch black,except for the light...I was scared.
I followed the light, as we moved it seemed to grow brighter, slowly and slowly...I could see
my surroundings! What a weird colour it was, but the setting was of a park, with trees and everything.
I kept on following the light, and soon after...I saw something, I started crying, I didn't want it to happen...
...I saw you......fading away, slowly..out of my grasp.
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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