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Easter, 2014I rose from bed this morning
expecting of the day,
a dreary-eyed wondering
of all that comes my way.
I'm lifted from my sleeping,
and woken from my dreams,
walking through the open roads
in sunlight and moonbeams.
I live again in promise,
another day to face,
another way to live this life,
to yearn and smell and taste.
Resurrected in the light
of everything I've learned,
I'm breathing in my second chance,
reborn again, returned!
unexpected momentHe stared at me with shining eyes, lit with desire, something about me that spoke to him. He wanted more of me. Some part of me, whether physical, or emotional, or spiritual, turned him on, and he wanted more. I didn't know what I'd said or done, and the look wasn't one I was accustomed to, and certainly not one I expected from him.
But there he was, looking at me with this magical stare of unmistakable passion, and I, I didn't know what to say or do. I was so overwhelmed with just the reality of this moment, so floored by this unexpected attention from the object of my affection. I thought he didn't like me?
He walked over to me and put his hands gently on the top of my shoulders. It was a very friendly, unromantic gesture, but his body was so close to me now, too close for just a friend. I didn't speak, and neither did he, though he knew I didn't mind him touching me. He smelled so good, so hot, so breathlessly perfect.
lonelyMy confidence turns people off. There are some who like me, but they think I'm too busy to talk to, or too successful to feel equal with, and yet I'm neither of these things. I'm just me, and I'm actually quite lonely a lot of the time. I feel rejected and left alone more often than I feel people here and elsewhere want to talk to me.
I don't mind sounding pathetic here, because honesty is all I've got.
Do I believe in myself? Yes. Do I believe in my talents as a writer, and an author? Of course. Do I love myself and think I'm a great guy? Yep, all of this. And that's why it feels so strange that my positive energy doesn't absorb more friends into my life. I can't explain it. It just sucks.
There's no happy ending to this short reflection. No twist that brings inspiration to conclude my sentiments. It just sucks.
Chapter 23: Manna From MauiThe below is an excerpt from my new book, The Papal Visitor. Though it'll give you more of an idea what the book is about, it fits in somewhere in the middle of the book, and works well as a standalone piece for me to share with you here. At this point in the book, Heaven has now revealed itself to Earth, and in this new world, there is as much confusion as there is peace about the certainty of Heaven. In this chapter, God invites a few special souls to chat about everything that's been happening.
From The Papal Visitor, Chapter 23: Manna From Maui
“That peaceful land, that beautiful land, that far-off home of profound repose, and soft indolence, and dreamy solitude, where life is one long slumberous Sabbath, the climate one long delicious summer day, and the good that die experience no change, for they but fall asleep in one heaven and wake up in another.” –Mark Twain, about Hawaii
“So where are we? Tell me what the
Stream-of-Conscious Poetry Excercise 4-2-14Started: 8:11 PM
Fragmented hyperion justification
of the wrong-way driver's toothbrush;
a pithy stupendification perhaps
but a scotch-tape sealed mirror nonetheless.
Whoever borrowed my army,
please return it to the manila folder,
or risk suspension of your disbelief
in the pursuit of higher wisdom.
Falling through overtures of broken music
means nothing to the firefly,
but he watches anyway,
haunted by your horror.
Two or three footmen enter the back door,
looking for her, or him, or both,
angry at the faces of the bewildered grasshoppers,
pretending to be incensed by the smell.
Illogic has no place here, dear boy,
nor rhyme in your suitcase,
but fly up to the rafters of thought,
and even bookmarks have their purpose.
If to no maybe yes up only,
whenever "when" was there, or how,
choosing upside-down hummingbirds
easily slides us all through the door.
Phinished with a Ph is how they called it
in the days when hunger had its year,
fish even rode that trolley car down,
Thomarie Electro Amor Cap 2Capitulo 2 : Vida
Marie se estaba Dirijiendo Asia una Extraña Luz la cual la Cutivava .. ella sin pensarlo fue Directo asia Esa Luz ... Y de Repente Todo se vio Iluminado ... Cerro los Ojos .. Cuando las Abrio .. Vio .. Que estaba Sentada en una Silla.. Donde al Rededor Abia Aparatos Electronicos .. y ... Su Juego *Para Aclarar .. Ella Vio una Luz y Ahora Esta en el Mundo Humano porque Ella Era un Juego Antiguo , El de las Maquinitas pero un poco mas Electronico* Se sentia Confundida Ella Solo Avia Visto Esto Adento de Su Casa ... Podia Respirar .. Caminar .. Sentir ... Claro ... Aun seguia con la Ropa Que traia del Juego ...
Estaba Confundida ... vio todos los Aparatos ... Le parecia Fasinante ... Todo era Extraño y Despues Vio El Cielo .. Donde Se Fasino por el .. Ella .. Estaba Completamente Feliz .. Viva Estaba VIVA lo que siempre ella Avia Soñado ... Todo era Magnifico !!! ... Le F
Thomarie Combinada Con Celos y Amor Cap 22 !Capitulo 22 : Dormidos para Siempre ?
Marie se fue a la Cama Muy Cansada .. y tomandose la Pastilla ... se fue a Dormir ...
Thomas solo se Fue a la Cama ... Aun Saboriando la RARA malteada ...
Al dia Siguiente .. En la Escuela ..
Jackson: Hey Bridgett ... Se las diste ?
Bridgett: Ovio .. tu?
Jackson: si ...
Bridgett: bien ... Hoy van a aser las Elecsiones como Presidentes y Presidentas de la Escuela ...
Jackson: lo se por eso hicimos esto
Bridgett: si , jeje .. lo siento por Thommy .. pero ... Mi lugar en la populatridad es primero ...
Jackson: Exacto .
Bridgett: Bueno .. Sera mejor que nos val- se Repente se Tropiesa en el Suelo y Jackson la Atrapa ..En una Posision MUY incomoda ...
Jackson: Estas Bien?
Bridgett: S-Si >////////<
Yo> NUEVA PAREJA :3 !!!!
Thomarie Apocaliptico Cap 13Capitulo 13: Beso Forsoso ?
Al Dia Siguiente ....
Estaba un poco emosionada y si ... estaba enojada con Thomas ... pero bueno si todo iva bien nos ivan a dar comida y medicina .... Me puse un vestido que me Dio ella .. sinseramente esta bonito me gusta , es naranja con amarillo y blanco .. no soy mucho de usar Vestidos pero .. si me gusta .. Bueno estamos sentados en unas mesas .. mas bien yo estoy sola ... Jazz esta con Fred y Dess esta con Xavier .... estoy sola pero Bridgett dijo que tenia una pareja para mi ... ya que dije ... estoy esperando ahi biene alguien ..
Marie: Hola Deves de Ser .. mi pareja para .. hoy ??
???: si hola me llamo Jackson ...
Jackson: sientate .. *Dijo estrechando la silla para que Marie se sentara*
Marie: G-Gracias ... - Dijo sentadose ...
Jackson: Aver .. cuantame de ti ...
Marie: Bueno ...
Con Thomas ....
The RideThan She released him,
from his chains,
sending him outside,
where it rains.
He was surprised,
instead of mocked?
Out of nowhere,
a hard punch made him move,
he fell on the threshold,
staring at nearest roof.
All around the yard,
no escape can be seen,
that's just because,
none has ever been.
She bound his leg,
to the waiting horse,
for the Ride of Whores.
The sound of whip,
and the horse starts to run,
Mistress watches and laughs,
what a great time for fun.
Just muddy ground,
Moments beforeYoung man,
with a tattooed mark,
chained to the wall,
left alone in the dark.
Waiting for hours,
for Her arrival,
of his revival.
All dirty and naked,
on his neck a collar shines,
as he helplessly hangs,
he sees how She smiles.
how much fun She had,
she's not done yet.
would like to go to sleep,
but everything hurts,
like if he was hit by a jeep.
And there on a dirty floor,
appears a blinding light,
Her shadow comes,
with all Her might.
Next round starts...
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