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Posted in The Writer's Cafe - OPEN!
Posted 6 years ago
@Lady Luna: Do you mind sharing the other two?
@Saeyra: Hm, that actually made me realize that aside from Poe, I don't particularly have any favorite writers. This is, for lack of a better way to put it, legitimately fucking with me. It's just so... odd to realize, I suppose. And mildly upsetting, considering I have quite a few books whose stories I think are noteworthy and have stayed with me.
I think I'm going to contemplate life now.
Oh, but thank you for being intrigued by my story. I will eventually start it once I've pulled myself from research, heh. I just get so caught up in it because there's always something new to learn. But I suppose it's best to just put my ideas to paper; I can always expand on them later.
@sunny: Oh, I quite like that, that they'd be powerless to stop it, or almost. Well, that solves one of my dilemmas, now just to tie up a few others.
Posted in Looking for 1 x 1 RPs
Posted 6 years ago
@Blair Elric: Overall, I'm not the most active poster (not very many threads catch my interest), but for those that do, I try to respond to any mentions/replies within a day or two. I tend to be online nearly every day, if not every. However, that is dependent on whether I'm busy or not in real life.
As for your concern regarding posting frequency, it is understandable, but rest assured that if something were to come up that wouldn't allow me to reply within 4 days, I would definitely let you know.
Posted in Share poems that you love!
Posted 6 years ago
@Saeyra: It's just incredibly disturbing to think how your words can be so terribly misconstrued.
As for the poem you shared, it evoked such strong feelings of love in me.
My grandmother unfortunately died when I was young, so I don't I really remember her, but the stories my dad and cousins have told me paint a picture of a caring and loving woman.
Thank you for sharing it.
The following poem is from the book House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski.
You Shall Be My Roots
“You shall be my roots and
I will be your shade,
though the sun burns my leaves.
You shall quench my thirst and
I will feed you fruit,
though time takes my seed.
And when I'm lost and can tell nothing of this earth
you will give me hope.
And my voice you will always hear.
And my hand you will always have.
For I will shelter you.
And I will comfort you.
And even when we are nothing left,
not even in death,
I will remember you.”
Posted in What are you currently listening to?
Posted 6 years ago
"Game of Thrones Theme Original Mix" by Sebastian Komor
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Posted 6 years ago
"I Found Away" by Alkaline Trio feat. Douglas P
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Posted 6 years ago
"I've Seen Footage" by Death Grips
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Posted 6 years ago
"Medicine" by USS
Posted in The Writer's Cafe - OPEN!
Posted 6 years ago
@Lady Luna: Do you have any examples of those? Short stories, I mean.
@Saeyra: Yes, exactly!
I'm going to out myself and let you know I kept editing my response for the past 10 minutes because I absolutely love this man and would most likely gush about his work forever.
But I feel like I should spare you from that, so let's just reiterate that you're absolutely right and leave it at that?
@sunny: Unfortunately, they are. There are a couple of stories I'll have to sift through to see why they attempted to lure two heroes, but that aside, I've yet to see a convincing reason for why they sing. At first I thought it was to eat the sailors, but this made me think otherwise: "That the sailors' flesh is rotting away, suggests it has not been eaten. It has been suggested that, with their feathers stolen, their divine nature kept them alive, but unable to provide food for their visitors, who starved to death by refusing to leave."
The word "visitors" makes me think that in the end, they were just lonely and using their song to lure men to their island for company.
Posted in What are you currently listening to?
Posted 6 years ago
"Go To War" by Nothing More
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Posted 6 years ago
"We Are Sex Bob-Omb" by Sex Bob-Omb
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Posted 6 years ago
"Sound the People" by Red Baraat feat. Heems
Posted in Share poems that you love!
Posted 6 years ago
@Saeyra: I read this while half asleep and as the last two lines were giving me grief, I decided to read an analysis of it (which I regret the more I think back on it).
Who in their right mind sees a mother caressing their child and suggest it is a "sexual indulgence"?
Before aforementioned analysis spoiled it, I enjoyed the imagery in the poem and could envision the softness of the child's skin.
Now I just feel dirty.
I will be sharing a poem by Poe, to cleanse my mind.
Annabel Lee
by Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea:
But we loved with a love that was more than love--
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me--
Yes!--that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we--
Of many far wiser than we--
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling--my darling--my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Posted 6 years ago
"Poison Theme" by Noisia
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Posted 6 years ago
"Around the World" by Atlas Plug