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(no subject) [May. 22nd, 2007|05:24 am]
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This story is pretty twisted. I think it was being pissed off at losing a freestyle that was definitely better than this one, then screwing up my anger against the world into a story about a lighthouse. There's no swearing in it or anything, but I'm gonna rate it "PG-13" anyway.

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Fragments 20.5.07 [May. 20th, 2007|05:36 am]
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fragment, 17.5.07 [May. 17th, 2007|07:01 am]
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(no subject) [May. 17th, 2007|07:00 am]
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NEW FORMAT

This community is now, I feel, a good places for sketches, rather than some massive conglomerative experiment thing. I'm going to leave unfinished sketches all over the place. Feel free to join in.
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(no subject) [Apr. 28th, 2007|04:01 am]
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Creationism [Mar. 6th, 2007|11:45 pm]
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That night, our sixth spent together, you destroyed me. The hall of your house was a terrible red, and your hands were cold in mine. Do you remember the words you spoke? (There was a draft coming down the stairs from an open window.) Your voice was not detached but had a dreadful weight to it, like you were revealing a different part of yourself that was deeper than I had reached.

Afterwards I talked about your "mechanical love", a clockwork that pushed feelings like dust through the veins of your body. If graves were flowers and could bloom, so too act memories, and your words as you spoke them, imploding in the narrow room with the graceful finality of a logic cancerous with your higher emotions. You were never more beautiful than on that day, when you pulled the moon from the skies and let the black tides overwhelm me.

But I learned that we must die in some way in order to create something real. I became possessed by the ideal you had started in me: that in destruction there lay a kind of light, like the type found glimmering at the bottom of glass containers filled with spent gases. What is the expression of a man saved from drowning? It is that of awe. And the art of beginning something, anything, is a power that overwhelms by its act anything at which it might arrive.

And that power runs close to death - along the edge of its hollow form, or in a pool, face to face - then it pulls together everything - light in dark, infinity in a second, freedom in complicity: and you feel unearthly powers move within. Does that alarm you? That sooner or later, we all become God?
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Snow Angels [Feb. 28th, 2007|09:58 am]
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Hey guys [Feb. 27th, 2007|11:46 am]
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[mood |creative]

Some of you might remember me from write_away. Here's something I wrote last night. It's a little different from the stuff I've been writing. I like to experiment some.

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The Marble Dream [Feb. 25th, 2007|07:52 pm]
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You knew it, fair madam. Knew it as he rode over the cornfield, his armour blazing gold in the sun; an angel of death with a burning sword down his throat. You have sewn your hair into the loom, you have tried to weld yourself to the future your beautiful destroyer rides towards: and it is to no avail, for how can even the greatest creature stop an ant from entering its mouth when it is paralysed?

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One more thing [Feb. 8th, 2007|03:41 pm]
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You may post anything here, whatever you like; you must quote who wrote it if it is not your own, of course, but it can be anything, and on any topic .. even a sort of diary entry, or a picture.

Put anything that is not a really short piece under a cut, like you would in any community, and hatred of any kind is the only thing that is not allowed, in whatever form it may take.
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