have i nothing better to do at 11:50 PM...if you're gonna download or fave anything here, please just comment first.
i wanna know what's going through your head, and even if you favorite it it doesn't tell me much
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Buy Me the ContinentYou said you would buy me the continent Tassled coasts and that one mountain with the bow Cindy’s man George got her Madagascar So why can’t you do me a favor and get me the whole damn continent It’s a wonderful investment, truly We’ll finally have that swimming pool you’re always off rattling about Hell, we’d have the whole glittering sea And the space, honey, think of the space It would be just the spot to raise the kids I don’t see why all the other wives get their own continents When silly old me is at home here with the colony It’s nBuy Me the Continent
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You, Me, And A Crew of ThreeIn the time of southern lights, three strangers, you and I in the group included, set out on a vacation to ease our souls and return merriment to the empty shells our bodies had become. We crowded onboard an iceliner, the U.S.S. Indemnity, on a course charted straight for the heart of Antarctica, and we never turned our heads to look back the whole way.You, Me, And A Crew of Three
Three weeks in, the main engine of our beloved vessel exploded in a shower of sparks and flame. The captain, a man of simple words and simple shaving standards rounded us up on the front deck and, removing his cap, wiping his brow with his sleeve, gravely explained to us we had no
by ~SteamPirateOfHell
Welcome Home, General Custer On a young autumn morning, some day well into October, the most bizarre event occurred just as the sun tottered over the edge of the sky, swinging low over the spires of the city. The light filtered in through the hospital window soft and lazy, like wool sweaters drifting through the air, cocooning anything in sight. The hospital room had only one window, and it ran the width of the entire east wall to the left of the bed, only this one had bars on it. And as the sun rose over the horizon to claim its rightful position in the sky, once more the light leisurely came in through the vast window andWelcome Home, General Custer
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A Song to Stop all RecordsMy bedsheets smell of cooked sapphire and chestnutA Song to Stop all Records
Of sunflower seeds
Of overturned ships and lips like cotton of the wind in a bottle and the breeze in a bag
Of oceanwater on the searing pavement in the summer Of painted cherry trees and catatonic monkeys
Smoking cannons And dying redwoods Of old San Francisco, when nothing was there, not even the trolley cars and still music was heard Of Woodpecker nests and orchards of nothing but apple cores Of poplar trunks and the embers of oak gods And of bottles of spilled ink Of moth wings and clock gears &n
by ~SteamPirateOfHell
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- Current Residence: City of Angels
- Interests: Reading, writing, rocking
- Favourite movie: Sunshine, The Goonies, V for Vendetta, The Royal Tenenbaums, Fight Club
- Favourite band or musician: Motion City Soundtrack
- Favourite genre of music: (Alternative/punk) rock
- Favourite artist: Clive Barker, and Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Ray Bradbury and Edward Gorey
- MP3 player of choice: ipod, duh
- Favourite game: Grim Fandango (you can't beat the classics)
- Favourite cartoon character: Sheep from 'Sheep in the Big City'
- Personal Quote: Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them. -Dr. Seuss
- Tools of the Trade: Qwerty and about 10 fingers, give or take
- AIM: Octobercountry22
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Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious and anything self-conscious is lousy. You cannot try to do things. You simply must do things. -Ray Bradbury
lol well, your stuff is fantastic. I'm sure you've heard that a thousand times before.
Hey... random, I don't post things here on DA because i'm afraid of theft and stuff. But it makes me look like an awfully pitiful member. So anyway, how is it that you are confident enough to post your work on DA? I mean, forgive me for pointing it out but you don't seen too very optimistic about the human race (i applaud you) or the type of person to place blind faith in anyone who could potentially steal your work. So why post? Especially when you're good enough and have enough work to pursue publishing?
There's always that chance in any form of art. But for me, writing is less of an object or result and more of a state of mind. I think after a while you're able to say.
The chance is so unlikely someone will steal something of yours, but IF that happens, it's not as if they can take your entire sanity away.
Blah ok this has gone on long enough. Anyway, thank you for all the great things before. Im sorry to be so picky, but I just love comments, so if you could give me some opinions on anything youve read it would really be fantastic.
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Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious and anything self-conscious is lousy. You cannot try to do things. You simply must do things. -Ray Bradbury
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