A Deathly Exchange
“Ugh, Mom, you’ve been saying we’re almost there for hours, and the Smithers still won’t answer. What kind of name is ‘Smithers’ anyway?” I grumbled as I tried to shift into a more comfortable position. The seatbelt apparently had something against comfort as it kept biting into my neck like some sort of vampiric torture device.
“Quit moaning, Bri, it’s on the next street over.” Mom sighed, and I felt instantly guilty. She organized this house switch as a surprise for me after Grandma was admitted to a nursing home, effectively ruining my summers. In previous su
Tear the tension,
On the surface of the pond.
Give rapt attention,
To the lies that dissolve.
Burst into the air,
Clean and naked.
Become bare,
Give away your secrets.
Hello there,
I've ne'er met you before.
Take care,
Old self, I will see you no more.
Examine your being,
Are you who you are?
It's time to start seeing,
Don't look to the stars.
Embrace the truth,
If you don't you'll die.
Lying is not uncouth,
In this land beneath the sky.
So stay strong,
And keep from your disguise.
Sing a new song,
And far away will be your demise.
We Dance Among Dreams by Str8EdgeAng3l, literature
Literature
We Dance Among Dreams
Have you ever gone walking,
Walking in the dreamlands?
Have you ever stopped talking,
Stopped talking and listened?
I think that you might find,
That if you leave this world behind,
You will find a land that fades and glistens.
This land, my friend, flows with nectar,
Its leafy trees are always changing shade,
Life there is paradise, as long as you don't go to the other sector.
There is another land filled with misery and fear,
In this land I lost someone close,
In this land she is now a ghost,
So heed my warning and listen here.
Eons and eons and eons ago, or perhaps 'twas yesterday,
With my sister I danced in the dreamlands,
The Curse of the Dreamer by Str8EdgeAng3l, literature
Literature
The Curse of the Dreamer
What's it like,
Being pulled into a dream?
'Twas so weird,
It used to seem.
Now I know,
I can't get out.
It's not real;
No one hears my shout.
Heaven's quaint,
But I long for more.
Can't I live,
With the evils in store?
I'm in deep,
I won't ever return,
I won't feel,
Life's candle burn
If I don't,
I shall not survive.
I will drown,
And forget what it's like,
to be alive.
A Deathly Exchange
“Ugh, Mom, you’ve been saying we’re almost there for hours, and the Smithers still won’t answer. What kind of name is ‘Smithers’ anyway?” I grumbled as I tried to shift into a more comfortable position. The seatbelt apparently had something against comfort as it kept biting into my neck like some sort of vampiric torture device.
“Quit moaning, Bri, it’s on the next street over.” Mom sighed, and I felt instantly guilty. She organized this house switch as a surprise for me after Grandma was admitted to a nursing home, effectively ruining my summers. In previous su
Tear the tension,
On the surface of the pond.
Give rapt attention,
To the lies that dissolve.
Burst into the air,
Clean and naked.
Become bare,
Give away your secrets.
Hello there,
I've ne'er met you before.
Take care,
Old self, I will see you no more.
Examine your being,
Are you who you are?
It's time to start seeing,
Don't look to the stars.
Embrace the truth,
If you don't you'll die.
Lying is not uncouth,
In this land beneath the sky.
So stay strong,
And keep from your disguise.
Sing a new song,
And far away will be your demise.
We Dance Among Dreams by Str8EdgeAng3l, literature
Literature
We Dance Among Dreams
Have you ever gone walking,
Walking in the dreamlands?
Have you ever stopped talking,
Stopped talking and listened?
I think that you might find,
That if you leave this world behind,
You will find a land that fades and glistens.
This land, my friend, flows with nectar,
Its leafy trees are always changing shade,
Life there is paradise, as long as you don't go to the other sector.
There is another land filled with misery and fear,
In this land I lost someone close,
In this land she is now a ghost,
So heed my warning and listen here.
Eons and eons and eons ago, or perhaps 'twas yesterday,
With my sister I danced in the dreamlands,
The Curse of the Dreamer by Str8EdgeAng3l, literature
Literature
The Curse of the Dreamer
What's it like,
Being pulled into a dream?
'Twas so weird,
It used to seem.
Now I know,
I can't get out.
It's not real;
No one hears my shout.
Heaven's quaint,
But I long for more.
Can't I live,
With the evils in store?
I'm in deep,
I won't ever return,
I won't feel,
Life's candle burn
If I don't,
I shall not survive.
I will drown,
And forget what it's like,
to be alive.
So I have been off dA for a while. Obviously. I have been some-what busy though!! I just got back from an awesome vacation and before that I was staying with relatives : ) Also, I made a deal with my brother resulting in me agreeing to let someone shoot holes through my earlobes. Don't ask.
Has anyone been following Romney's stay in England resulting in the whole of Great Brittain ending him death threats? This would be completely hilarious if it weren't for the fact that he has a good chance of becoming president!!!! *panic attack* Oh well, better than Sarah Palin...
What else has been happening in the life of this homo sapien sapien? For
This is cool. Like a Vi Hart level of cool ^.^
Science Friday had a contest to explain a very complex reaction thingamajig: flame. The catch? You have to explain it in terms an eleven-year old can understand.
Here's the link to the winner.
http://sciencefriday.com/video/06/08/2012/what-is-a-flame.html
..how freaking bad ass I am! I mean, dude, I'm practically the definition of bad ass! At my preppy rich kid catholic school, I wear navy blue tights when the dress code CLEARLY states that tights must be black or tan, I don't eat turkey on thanksgiving, and I can play smoke on the water....on my recorder!!!
Note the sarcasm :D