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The Dream |
Posted by: Anallee - 04-28-2016, 03:23 AM - Forum: Creative writing
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Inspired by the most beautiful soul I have ever met, I had a dream the other night and awoke in a tremor. I scribbled it down in a notebook I keep by my bed. I have been looking at this a few days. Living with it. Embracing the message.
For Cass my love and soul's inspiration ~
The Dream
I found myself standing in a dark void. Utterly black, empty. Completely devoid of everything. Emptiness beyond imagination. Except, I was standing next to a sword. A Katana. The most exquisite and beautiful thing I have ever seen. The ultimate blend of Japanese art and craftsmanship. I had no idea what to do with this. I am not a warrior. It did not matter. I knew what it was. It was you, holding my hand. I am not alone. I am not afraid. I have been released from myself.
Then a voice. I could not be sure if I was hearing it or if it was within me. It seemed to be everywhere and nowhere at once and vibrating me to my core. It filled the darkness. It was neither female nor male. A wondrous combination I was sure I had never heard, yet oddly familiar. The voice spoke to me:
"People believe time to be linear. Flowing like a river, beginning to end. But it is more than that. In the river there are eddies and currents and whirlpools. Inside the whirlpools time bends back on itself. It becomes circular. Eternal and Infinite. The whirlpools flow with the river. Each whirlpool contains one set of souls. A collection of closest souls that have shared the most intimate relationships. Blessed and tragic. Some of the souls are very, very old. They guide the others. All of them have been together a long time. Occasionally a whirlpool opens and some souls leave. Others return. Some take human form and join those there. Some visit other whirlpools. None remain in the river. A soul cannot survive in the river alone. Sometimes a brand new soul enters the whirlpool. It matters not. The whirlpool reforms. Inside the whirlpool the past is the present, the present the past, and all is known. Eternal. From your perspective I know this is difficult to understand. Your life is so short. Every second so precious. But know this, there is so much more to all of this".
~Anallee
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Longing for you |
Posted by: IvanXLIV - 04-25-2016, 09:36 PM - Forum: Creative writing
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Spending time away from a love one is not always easy, and is often a significant source of inspiration - here is the result in my case. As always, feel free to comment...
Longing for you
The pale, sandy expanse of the shore streches on,
Narrow ribbon strewn with mementos from the sea
Along which I amble leisurely, thereupon
Enjoying the azure tides’ liquid harmony.
My path grazes the foaming swash of the ocean,
Wet caresses reminiscent of our tender
Lovemaking. A puissant, visceral emotion
Washes all over my heart, so sweet and bitter;
Yearning for you, I lay myself upon the beach
Like discarded flotsam dried up by wind and sun,
The splashing murmur of waves echoing with each
Slow breath I take. I recall figments of dreams spun
From our overwhelming passion, consummated
Under the pallid moonlight as the surf’s cradling
Embrace vainly tried to appease the unsated
Lust suffusing our entwined bodies, soon heaving
With mounting arousal and pleasure unrestrained.
As I lay dreaming of remembered bliss, sunshine
Bathing me with luminous warmth, an unexplained
Shadow casts itself on the spot where I recline;
Disquieted, I look up and behold a sight
Most welcome, dispelling away grief and longing:
There you are, divine apparition true and bright,
Loving soulmate, tender source of joy unending
And shared carnal delight of ecstatic potency.
You lower yourself over my prone form, smiling,
And the universe is made whole again, as we
Join once more, reunited in love unending.
Ivan
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Coward |
Posted by: Cath - 04-24-2016, 11:52 AM - Forum: Creative writing
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Disclaimer: this contains violence but no sex.
Coward
It was a cold evening, the moon wasn't fully complete and a big grey cloud was blocking the moonlight. In the evening, there was no sound. A young woman entered the bathroom, she took her shirt and bra off then stared at the mirror. She saw nothing. She wasn't blind but yet she saw nothing. The mirror wasn't opaque, yet she saw nothing. She was nothing. She kneels down and faced an empty wall, she bowed then grabbed her belt, wrapped it around her neck and started to tighten it.
It was a nice day, the sun was shining. School was about to start, the students were flowing through the main gate. Classes started and the teachers started to give their lesson. Like every school, there was different type of students and it was easy to recognize them, from the first to the last row. At the end of the last course, the teacher gave back some test to the students who were either nervous or impatient, all, except one: a young girl, sitting in the first row looking bored and through the window. When she received her test, she got a B.
"Could have been better", said the teacher.
Back home, her dad asked her if she has got any test today, she said yes, he took her schoolbag, opened it and took the test. She looked down, she didn't want to face him. He slapped her and forced her to face him, she didn't resist.
"What is this?!", he shouted at her with a red face."Did I told you you could relax?!", he said before slapping her again." Look at me when I'm talking!", he said before punching her stomach.
"I-I'm sorry… it won't happen again.", she said, holding her tears.
"You don't know what it is to work, do you? Do you know how it is to work hard?! I'm sweating tears and blood to gain money for this family! And you? You, you're too lazy to study, playing those video game is all you can do, don't you?"
"Well, why do you keep me alive them, without me, there's less mouth to feed, right? Simple, mathematic.", she said before getting punched in her stomach again.
Her dad threw her to a wall, she hit her head, loosing her glasses. He came to pick her up by the hair, she tries to not cry.
"Stop with your bullshit. Without me you're nothing, you understand? Nothing! Now go to your room and work for your next test, you ungrateful brat."
He put her in her feet, she apologized and went to her room, her legs were shaking, her heart was running. Like a robot, she took her schoolbag, then her books and started to study. She had a knife in her drawer, yet she never used it. That night, when her father was asleep in the bathtub, she came in the room and stared at him with a disgusted look. She then promised to become stronger to confront him.
During two years, she gained confidence, she worked hard to become stronger and stronger mentally and physically. She was animated by hate and a carving need of revenge, and the more he beats her, the more she became mad.
At the end of her graduation, she went home, showed her dad what she had achieved.
"And now? Is it enough? Haven't I worked hard? You treated me as a lazy brat."
"You graduate, I can see that. You should thanks me for that."
"Shut up! I have enough of you! I hate you!"
Her father turned to her with a look which could petrify medusa.
"What did you just say?!", he said before grabbing her by the neck, lifting her."That's all I get for raising you?! You slut! I'm tired of your whining!"
He punched her several time in the stomach.
"I don't want to hear your complaints anymore! You're the one who broke this family!", he said while knocking her against the wall.
She looses her glasses.
"Fuck you!", she shouted while crying.
He slapped her than threw her on the couch.
"Go away, I don't want to see you anymore.", he said without looking at her.
She ran away.
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Betrayal |
Posted by: Anallee - 04-24-2016, 07:38 AM - Forum: Creative writing
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Betrayal
I don't hear your voices,
but I can see.
Time reveals all.
You can't fool me.
I came as a friend.
On an errand I went.
One soul soothed.
Another spent.
Behind my back,
my want you neglect.
Careful what you sow,
I don't forget.
~Anallee
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dance party for bbcs |
Posted by: subgirl25 - 04-23-2016, 10:27 PM - Forum: RP
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i got 3 months of prem im going to be throwing bbcs dance partys for any bbcs that shows up u can find me on big bang server normally
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Soirée RP Hopital en folie |
Posted by: moass111 - 04-23-2016, 07:21 PM - Forum: Such a big, big world
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Bonjour!!
Je me lance. J'avais cette idée depuis longtemps mais jamais le temps de la mettre en œuvre:
Soirée RP Hôpital En Folie
Le Jeudi 5 Mai 2016 ET Le Samedi 7 Mai 21H heure de Paris 19H heure du jeu
Serveur Hungry Milf Hotel Metropolis sur les paliers
1er Étage: Accueil: discussions simples
2nd Étage: Salle de pause du personnel :Jeux et discussions diverses
3ème Étage : Salle d'examen des patients: Les médecins et infirmières peuvent examiner les patients
4ème Étage : Salle d'examen des infirmières: Les infirmières peuvent exercer leur compétences entre elles.
5ème Étage : Salle d'obtention des diplômes: Un ou plusieurs jurys feront passer une épreuves pratiques aux candidat(e)s
6ème Étage: Salle d'opération : Une ou plusieurs patientes feront l'objet d'un examen approfondi par un ensemble de médecins
Une tenue blanche complète est impérative pour participer à la soirée. Faites passer à tous
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Confused and Lost |
Posted by: Altaria - 04-23-2016, 06:55 PM - Forum: Creative writing
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Well I come to you with something based on a friend's life experience (a rl friend, not in game xD), he is going through something a bit shitty so I decided to make a piece out of it. He has fallen for two girls, for diferent reasons and now he doesn't know what to do, he is a bit lost so.
It has been a long time since I saw you
You were the most beautiful girl I met
And on that airport I fell in love
For someone I knew I wouldn't have
I've been living my live
With ups and downs
But now you came back
And I fell to the ground again
I can't have a day where I check for your news
I keep hoping I'm missed the same way I miss you
I keep dreaming of your welcoming embrace
One where I'm your man
But now I hate myself for letting me get caught
For there's another that I can't shake off of my mind
She knows I can't stop looking
So she makes a fool out of me
Yes, I know I shouldn't
But I can't stand the distance between us
So this other girl is near
And I can't stand to be lonely again
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Coquí (a poem in english) |
Posted by: IvanXLIV - 04-22-2016, 10:44 PM - Forum: Creative writing
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Hello all,
I haven't posted in a while, mostly due to unexpected RL situations... but my Muse is still actively inspiring me. A pleasant daydream is the source of the following piece; I hope you'll enjoy it.
Coquí
Strolling in the verdant forest the other day in search of a cool
Spot to relax, through waves of sweltering heat and humidity
I followed the meandering path down toward the azure pool
Concealed in the bower therein, where a cheerful croak greated me…
There a small coquí awaited, its large, liquid black eyes peering
At me intently, its pale brown skin glistening under the sun;
I must have been dreaming, for it said to me: “Your love is waiting
Yonder, señor, on the other side of the charco.” Then it spun
And dove in the cerulean waters, its batracian shape soon
Disappearing from view; looking up, I spied on the other shore
A vision most endearing… you were there, bright as the sun at noon,
The wet curves of your naked body impossible to ignore…
I undressed and entered the cool, refreshing water, swimming fast
Toward you, silently thanking that little frog, a spirit guide
Ostensibly sent to lead my oneiric self to yours, at last
Reunited in a shared dreamscape where our true feelings abide.
Cheers,
Ivan
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Resolution |
Posted by: Anallee - 04-22-2016, 07:38 AM - Forum: Creative writing
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Resolution
I can't stay in our place anymore.
It fills me with fear.
You made me forget how to be alone.
I know you won't be there.
Miscreants approach me,
pretending to be you.
I pity their empty souls.
They think I'm a fool.
Screaming inside,
now I know why you left.
I couldn't stop it.
I wouldn't have tried.
Your tormentors remain.
They seek me and ask why.
I pretend not to know them.
They can't see me cry.
Soon they will know
the pain they caused us.
Vengeance is coming;
my promise, swift and just.
When you return,
you know where I'll be.
My place.
The loving embrace of the sea.
Forever calling me.
~Anallee
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