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I'm not really making a tumblr. It's gonna be more of a compilation of stuff I've made up whether it's writing, song, quotable stuff, or random shit. and yea...so that's my story. No reblogging or reposting shit for me. Feel free to ask me stuff or reply or reblog or whatever you want really. I know there wont really be anyone here anywayz :P.
Armorality
I stand here young
In an armor of morality.
It weighs on me
And it makes me strong.
I stand here older,
And see my armor
Was merely handed down.
I cast a new one,
More fearsome than the last,
And it makes me strong.
I stand here defiant.
I finally know
What my armor should do.
It stands to protect me
From the beast inside myself.
I reforge this armor,
Better than any before it,
And wear it proudly.
Time passes and disappointment strikes my armor.
Now that it is perfectly shaped,
Now that it and I are ready,
Now I look up and see the world.
Others’ armors,
Or lack thereof,
Stings my sensibilities
And makes mine own weaker.
Soon I cast aside my armor,
With no hope for humankind,
And notice that as the disappointments stung my skin,
My beast had gotten smaller.
With all my work and strife,
I had become master of myself
And now need no armor
To keep myself in line.
where did you go?
I’ve been really busy lately and lacking inspiration, sadly :(.
Whenever I think something up I’ll post it though, don’t worry anonymous Internet denizen :).
Just something I drew a while back. I kinda doodle by drawing lines and then figuring out what it looks like and making it look more like that from there (this might be normal, idk, just what I do usually isn’t is all XP). I’m actually kinda proud of the upside down face with the heart on its forehead (i.e. ignore everything else) and it struck me the other day that this is a kind of “heart in the right place” picture. Like, I feel like this is where you should be feeling and thinking so you can be rational and still emotional you know? so yea. thoughts. BOOM.
Saw that last word at least right? :P
P.S. Perry the Platypus notebooks are the only way to doodle.
You can respond insightfully through this thingy :)
i did! at least i thought i did…didnt i?
Raison D’Ȇtre…Autre
Empty and devoid of life.
Then suddenly…
A screen flickers,
A page turns ,
A joystick is moved,
And your world is alive.
Time comes to stop,
And your life stops too.
Always waiting for the next immersion,
Living a life between stories,
A life you don’t even think of as life.
When your life is lived through others,
Have you really lived at all?
Or have you just been passing through,
Alive for the sake of taking it all in:
The action heroes,
The poets,
The thoughtful men and women,
Who’s passions left a mark
On some world, real or imagined?
I challenge you to live beyond that.
Move past the stories
And forge your own tale,
Fraught with reality and struggle.
Yet how can I do that…
If I’m stuck in there with you?
FALSE! According to Dana Krempels, dinosaurs are extinct. Birds a separate species that resulted through the evolution of dinosaurs and therefore are a later, sister species. However, dinosaurs are most certainly extinct. DANA KREMPELS KNOWS ALL! PAPER IS PAPER-THIN! Thank you, have a good day sir.
Her argument Krumpels in the face of the evidence given by this photo:
http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/bst/lowres/bstn731l.jpg
Fin. (Also, name your poem "Watch")
No I won’t. The title actually adds something to the poem. Read it without the title and then with. It completely changes the meaning and I like it better than Watch.
