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Sky and Ocean

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Family Life

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Miscellaneaous Photography

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In memory of the victims in Crocus City Hall

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I Wish I Knew

I wish I knew more About the universe Like how it feels to be in outer space Training for years just to see the beauty of the universe I wish I knew more About the internet Like how people connect together In something so vast and confusing I wish I knew more About other people Like how do they think Making choices and decisions I would never think too I wish I knew more About the guy That looked at cow’s milk and went “yeah I’ll drink that” I’m sorry but like seriously what was that guys problem How was the cow okay with this When he milked her did she just Sit there And go “Well this might as well happen” Don’t even get me started on cheese “Hey if we let this milk get real moldy, It’ll taste great on sandwiches” Like how do you even Goat cheese is god’s gift to man But I don’t understand how someone Milked a goat Goats are mean Like when you go to pet a goat For your sixth birthday Instead of letting you They kick out your front teeth But I can forgive goats because Black

Humour

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Literature

Geoproteanthrope

LITERATURE "Geoproteanthrope, Ecology of the life bringer" by meso-mhyrr . This was created to serve as the cover for the Science fiction/Fantasy ecology saga I have written called "GEOPROTEANTHROPE". PLEASE HAVE A READ! LITERATURE "Geoproteanthrope, Ecology of the life bringer" by meso-mhyrr Ecology of the Life Bringer, Great Seeding of Many Terrestrial and Oceanic Worlds The fission pods are many fathoms deep under the gulf. Ecologically adept, each pod has the capacity of spawning a plethora of highly advanced flora and fauna. Poised for delivering a copious assortment of rapidly integrative mimicries, all the while offering to advance and enrich a host of natural selection along with an interdependence among similar species akin to its nature. With a vast microcosm of explicitly correlative symbioses, these microecologies, are introductive of many species capable of metamorphic convergence between the matrixes of animal, vegetable, and even the dramatic transmutation of

Science Fiction

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Literature

More mixed skits (sp)

More mixed skits (spoilers) by Yurix -------------------- Karyana: I'm grasping at straws... Sophia: What do you wish to know? Karyana: In my dream, I was attacked by a faceless, winged... creature named Merit. I keep asking, but no one knows who or what that is. (Sophia closes her eyes, long silence): Throughout Medierth's history, there are multiple events where an individual with a similar name appears. Karyana: Show me. (Sophia reveals a screen.) Sophia: First sighting in Medierth: 8 Months after Earth. Location: former Manchester bunker. (The screen shows Volkram and Reveen fighting, Melody on the ground and a baby in Reveen's arms) Karyana: I remember that, but... I don't see anyone else. (A cross-hair locks onto Volkram, revealing vitals) Sophia: DNA composition does not match Volkram Niros' signature. Karyana: Why? Sophia: Most plausible hypothesis: body structure manipulation. Karyana: ...shape-shifting... (long silence) Karyana: Show me all the listed events of

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The Aftermath

A sulfuric heart wrapped in titanium flesh broke from a single drop, and bled out into a city of souls. The steel cloud sealed its empty barreled chest as Thousands were vaporized in a hydrogenic genocide. Smoke so thick even the Sun cannot shed light on it Ozone coats the blast zone. There is no wind, the air is still, still like the bodies caressed under covers of those not woken still like the moment that their senses turned to static still like the gazes on our faces when we reflect on this and see what we've created and feel what came out of it; nothing. Still... nothing.

Sociopolitical

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Architecture

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Literature

Possession: The Curse and The Phantoms Chapter 8

Possession: The Curse and The Phantoms Contagion Chapter 8 By the time when Valerie, David, Eddie and I were on the outskirts around the town, we've searched everywhere and the more we searched, Valerie, David and I were dialing Scott's phone but somehow there was no calls back to either three of us. Which raises everyone's suspicions and everyone was about to freak out as if the people who are in this cult captured Scott and Margarita. "There has to be a lead somewhere..." I whispered to myself but to no one in particular, everyone is doing their best to pay attention to any moving shadow figures around town. Somehow I saw a few lightning bo

Mystery Suspence

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Literature

Don't Make a Sound

Stay low now don't make a sound the monster is coming do you see the grass moving? Hurry along now safety is near just over the hillside covered with daffodils. Get in now it's at our feet shut the down latch and key. Now go to sleep.

Narrative

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Promoting Positivity: Vol 97

Dec 1, 2021

Group Master List | @PromotingPositivity | Group Guidelines * * * * Hello everyone! :wave: Welcome to another Promoting Positivity. In this series, we will have three sections: @PromotingPositivity news, event advertisements, and peer support. Please take a look and see if there's anything you like. Feel free to comment with anything you want featured next week. With that out of the way, let's get started. @PromotingPositivity News 12/1/21 Look at the date. You flip it and you get the same thing. :lol: So cool! Anyway, welcome to December! :D I have the winners of the Mini-Contest! I tried to post the video of it to DA but it won't show up. I also had to rerecord it because it didn't record the first time. DX Anyway, the winners were selected - idk why but video only shows the end and there's nothing I can do about it - and are @Malintra-Shadowmoon (who had 60 entries, so honestly, it would have been very unlikely if she hadn't won XD) and @LualaDy (who had the second highest -

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Nature Photography and Poetry

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Characters settings

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Manga

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Literature

The Depth in a Drop of Starlight (Part 1)

The depth of a drop of starlight Memory. A droplet falling through the void Sparkles resonate upon the surface Abrasion aft and oft avoid Where seasons bereft, a dawnless solstice Into the ever, a journey through Tracks and railways into the dark From the depths of you into Manifest. Within a light's true spark By the substance of tangible touch By sight into the mind's might mold The vault of virtue, the home of much Where consciousness is only told From the scales of density and thought Into the pierce of concept born An aspect of perception oft naught caught Save for some that sue forlorn Resonation regal as pure starlight

Transgressive

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Philosophy

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[Feature] Fantom125

Jul 29, 2019

Lies was du willst in meinen Gedichten ich sage dir sowieso nicht wie fantom125 (https://www.deviantart.com/fantom125) - Anleitung ~fantom125 (https://www.deviantart.com/fantom125) Ein Phantom weilt unter uns. Es ist hier und doch stets woanders. Fan und ein Tom. Oder ein Fan eines Toms? Am Ende etwas gar etwas ganz anderes? Wie ein Ventilatorkater? Geschätzte Schreiber- und Leserlinge: Ich freue mich, euch fantom125 (https://www.deviantart.com/fantom125) vorstellen zu dürfen! Dieses Feature hat er sich mit seinem Doppelbingo bei der Schreiberlinge Bingoaktion mehr als verdient. Allerdings war es alles andere als einfach, dieses Feature zusammenzustellen. Denn in den neun Jahren, in denen er auf deviantArt ist, hat er sage u

Deutch poetry

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March 2024 Literature DD-Round Up

Apr 3, 2024

If you should have missed any literature DDs in the month of March, here is the complete list for the whole month. Enjoy the beautiful writings and maybe you discover some new writers on DA. To suggest a literature DD, you can address to our CVs. You will find their guidelines below: Malintra-Shadowmoon's DD Suggestion Guidelines Malintra-Shadowmoon 's Features: Quotes: 01/03 (Never Cease by @purplecuriosity), featured by @Malintra-Shadowmoon 02/03 (Persons and Opinions by @GameUniverso), featured by @Malintra-Shadowmoon 03/03 (Deliverance by @PennedinWhite), featured by @Malintra-Shadowmoon 04/03 (Hope by @altus252), featured by @Malintra-Shadowmoon 05/03 (Let Death be Kind by @CursedPhilzaArt), suggested by @WyvernsWingsStudios, featured by @Malintra-Shadowmoon: "It was very well written, emotional, and in summary I'd say it was most likely one of the best poems I had ever read in a long time. It struck me very hard because I had to cope with a similar case

Journal

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Don't Make a Sound by Roesavlon, literature

Bread on Ham by Roesavlon, literature

Literature

Bread on Ham

I am sorry my friend for putting bread on ham it slipped from my wrist quick as a tick. How did the bread lie claiming to the skies that the chicken was not could not be ham? Was I the fool or some sort of tool for the icky sticky bread of fools? Or perhaps the bread was the fool instead thinking that I wouldn’t notice the clever lie. How could I not when the taste buds were left to rot after a bite was laid upon my bitter tongue? Now I shall fly to the roots up high oh so sly to retrieve what is mine. So when Tuesday comes nigh the birds will cry for the soul of a feather is now on my friend’s platter. Oh Niki Niki fear not my hands stain and red none but a fowl has fallen to me. Oh Niki Niki do you hear the tap tap on the windowsill? Oh Niki Niki do you hear the sound of fear beat beat beating like a drum from far away? Oh Niki Niki flee flee into the night fast as light. Oh Niki Niki before you go take the bread and chicken too in thy hands hold them tight now go

The rescue by Roesavlon, literature

Literature

The rescue

A space ship only goes so fast when your racing against the clock a balancing act of control no time to prepare we're almost there. Outside I am met with darkness so thick I could touch it but I keep my arms to my sides knowing not what resides within the folds of night. I hear voices rising above the steam scared pitiful things the poor victims of the wicked one schemes watching the lightning move ever closer counting the seconds still their life is over. I call their names one by one letting them know their savior has come in this way we find each other with a minute to spare we waste no time getting into the spaceship of mine and flying off to worlds elsewhere. When I was alas alone I began hearing voices with a dark undertone one sound that I knew well for it was like my own chilling me to the bone taunting me telling me he's keeping score that I won't win forever he'll have his fun when it's all said and done. Though what he says is true I shrug him off for a victory won

Noontide Bliss by Roesavlon, literature

Literature

Noontide Bliss

When the clock hits twelve for the second time what does it spell for the inhabitants that reside there. For other places its food of every shape and size while food is consumed like any other that's not what defines the noontide. It's the atmosphere that's reside during that time the moonlight not being sickly or bright but just right so to not hurt the eyes of any wandering traveler who happens to pass by. Then there's the deer who I've mentioned before that like to travel during this time since the bright light doesn't act kindly on their gentle eyes. If one is lucky they may cross paths and see their young one trailing behind leaping all the way after their majestic mother who at times can be seen leaping along with the young one. Even if one doesn't see the majestic beast one can always find the flatten down earth during that time making their presence known to all. Now that you know what defines the noon hour its time for you to learn about what my people call the in

Last Will and Testament of a Coal Mine Canary by TheLunaLily, literature

Literature

Last Will and Testament of a Coal Mine Canary

Cat— You who batted at my cage, pulled my feathers out of boredom, and dragged lifeless songbirds through the cat door leaving upturned, empty nests with broken eggs and dashed potential… Cat, to you, I leave my body, now still, yet plump and yellow, full of feathers, always tempting. I leave you my flesh, juicy and tender, and so shall you receive my bones; hollow, crunchy, slight, slender, the perfect size to clean your teeth. I’m all laid out for you on a platter, unlocked cage, discarded matter. Come find me, kitty, come claim me in the coal mine. I will be grinning. Human— You who kept me in the rusty cage

Love is True North by TheLunaLily, literature

Literature

Love is True North

My lover is a young man with an old soul born into the wrong time. He is wrapped in layers and pages, some we write together... He belongs to history as well as to me. The sun rises with him and he goes about his morning ritual, a kiss pressed to my cheek and my forehead before he leaves our bed, a half mumbled prayer whispered into my hair. As I brush my teeth, he holds a soft round bristle shaving brush and paints his face with warm foam while tossing a wink at my reflection. My man shaves with a straight razor that he places in my hand. I’m always afraid to cut him, but he laughs off the idea that I’ll slit his

Rendezvous la la by TheLunaLily, literature

Literature

Rendezvous la la

Time to play, time for our midnight masquerade. We stroll the streets of old Paris Dressed to the nines, sharp as hell, two vampires on parade. A gentleman and lady— maybe. Perhaps we’ll stand along the darkened Seine; Making toasts, Taking tastes, Drinking moonlight off each other’s skin. This scarlet moment belongs to us, This world, it is his and mine. Who we are, it does not matter. You’ll not see us here again. I can feel the trail of question marks— Just two lovers eating sparks, Devouring our love, so sinfully divine. It does not matter who we are. Next year we’ll find each other, I don’

Fluorescent Lights by Thediamondintherough, literature

Literature

Fluorescent Lights

I opened my mouth for a moment, I swear it was only for a few moments, He didn't give me a choice, Please stop screaming... You swarm my body in shadows and screams like chaotic static, You force the symbolic tape on my lips And wrap my limbs tightly, immobilizing my every muscle, My eyes drift in and out of reality. Throughout this stale white room, All the other subjects can vividly see the tape, Yet the only one who is utterly oblivious Is Mrs. White Coat. "Shake it off", she says. If only she knew how truly useless she is. Focusing my eyes on only my fingers I slowly unravel your chains hindering me, But despite regained mobility The

New book on Mental Illness with stylized stories. by The-Anariarch, literature

The Minstrel Boy's Tale by WinteroftheSoul, literature

Literature

The Minstrel Boy's Tale

Once on a time, Not long ago I met a man In Scarborough. I wove two shirts That had no seams; He wove bright laughter Through my dreams. I washed those shirts In a dry well, Donned one of them And came to call. He took it off. Then every inch Of me, he furrowed By light touch, Made silver half-moons With chipped nails Across each stretch Of taut muscles. Soon as his ploughing- Work was done, He pointed: "Lad, did a blackthorn- Tree prick the beauty Off your face?" "No, those are years. Long and loveless." "Not that I care, But I'll inquire What makes you think You're worth desire? What fool would soothe Your troubled mind? Or wake sp

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