~theMonstress
Hakuna Matata?
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Buried AliveWhat's that sound? Such a soft swell of the throat, sweet, distant like the bell above a gravestone. Could it be inside the grave, or insideBuried Alive
of me? Or is it you? Are you calling for me? Maybe you are, and maybe it is my own reply that caresses my ears. Either way,
Thank you.
by ~theMonstress
Ive Been A Little Girl BeforeI've been a little girl before, I played in leaves, I played with dolls, I'd never seen a world at war Or stared at cracks upon the walls.Ive Been A Little Girl Before
I used to be a little girl, I never knew that god was dead The world had reason, rhythm, rhyme He'd whisper things inside my head.
I was a little girl one time, I sang all day and prayed at night A silly puppet-pantomime The shadows never gave me fright.
Ah yes, a little girl was I, My ears too small, I couldn't hear
I never knew you'd have to die To keep your family safer here.
A li
by ~theMonstress
Winterby ~theMonstress
Recorded Nightmare Number 4It's winter; everything is supposed to be dead. But that unholy little sprout of fresh envy stands out against the snow like it's the center of the universe. She's putting her hair up, pulling the soft, baby down from her neck and sticking it up with pins.Recorded Nightmare Number 4
Pins! Pinch, pull, stab, STOP! Please!
Still, as ever, she's tearing at your precious, fragile capillaries, but she can't know that. Still, as ever, one-by-one as you discover them, Pinch! Pull!, you rip them out. In the meantime, the sprout is growing, healthy, beautiful, easier to love, Pull! Stab!, you know what you're doing, but it's the only life you can
by ~theMonstress
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CritiqueNobody really knows where they're going. They're just out to get there as soon as fucking possible. Like a dear in the headlights, we're doe eyed, seeking an explanation for every bright light that comes our way. This is no longer our world. We've built machines & created God, so that it too will build, and create us. We're seeking purpose. Some sort of sacred paradise. The only thing we've left to search for, is exactly what we've been trying so despiratly to run from & break free of, all along. You people think all you want is a house on the hills, two-car garage, & money in the bank as you longCritique
by ~ManYouLoveToHate
Joey
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| "Why did god create a dual universe? So he might say, 'Be not like me. I am alone." And it might be heard." -Hanson Edwin Rose |
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- Interests: Writing, reading, watching, playing, brainstorming, performing.
- Favourite movie: The Diving Bell And The Butterfly, Sweeney Todd, Juno, Pan's Labyrinth (too many to list)
- Favourite band or musician: Say Anything, Death Cab For Cutie, The Decembrists (so, so, so many more!)
- Favourite poet or writer: Chuck Palahnuik
- Skin of choice: Haven't you heard? Integration is the new frontier.
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Canon eos 400D
Canon EF-S 18-55mm f/3.5-5.6 II
Canon EF 50mm f/1.8 II
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I am just a speck of dust inside a giants eye.
WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO WRITE MORE FOR PATHOS!!
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Come Down To Earth Dream Junkie
And Leave That Place In The Clouds
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thank you for reminding me ^^
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I am just a speck of dust inside a giants eye.
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Come Down To Earth Dream Junkie
And Leave That Place In The Clouds
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Still breathing...
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I am just a speck of dust inside a giants eye.
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Any comment on my art would be massively appreciated
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...If there were no birds, would we still dream of flying?...
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