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A reminder....There are many theories which imply various answers about extraterrestrial life.But so, everybody believes them or not.There is a possibility that we may never find the truth, but that won't affect us so much because we will just go further with questioning everything until the best answer is provided to us so that we will all agree on it.But that may never happen...Why?It is because there will never be a common agreement for the whole humanity....There will always be that one dude which will not believe it, and never will, and he will continue to search for his ideal answer.Even so, can that one dude count in the great evolving and questioning humanity?No, nobody considers him, they just laugh at him "oh, let that little dude do as he likes...he's alone anyway, he can't do anything"...But what if that dude's right?Then will the rest of humanity accept the one and only truth, his truth?Most likely not, because that means the dude discarded all humanity's beliefs, and that is equal with
Untitled pain.Walking down the streets,
The lights are broken bits,
You walk alone in shame,
You have a heart in pain.
Many people pass you by,
Pretend not to see you cry,
Only few do stop and say:
"Did you have a real tough day?"
You continue down your path,
Walking down the street with rats,
You smile only to the few,
But yet a smile full of gloom.
There are millions and yet to grow,
Victims of this so unknown,
Ilness, that spreads like a plague,
"Depression" it is its name.
You still hope, maybe one day,
An angel will stop in your way,
And will hug you tightly saying,
"I am sorry for not caring
Until now, God tested you,
To see if you can bear this gloom,
But now, he sent me to your aid,
To redeem a heart that now is stained."
Un altfel de luceafar: partea a 2-aLa miez de noapte, ape limpezi,
Murmură domol la vale,
Treacă cine-o poate-n vise,
Tulbură apele tale...
Doar la margine de mare,
Amintiri de ani, epave,
Printre stânci stau în uitare,
Cineva-ţi tulbură toate...
Că e muritor sau demon,
Că e înger sau fantasmă,
Toate-n lumea ta de somn,
Sunt mii de ochi ce te veghează.
Şi movile de pământ,
Se ridică-n orizont,
Toate-n lumea ta se strâng,
Tot ce-i sentiment de om.
Ferice fii de viaţa ta,
Şi nu căta o alta,
O altă viaţă nu ţi-ar da,
Of, fericirea asta!
Şi-n cer şi în pământ e lege,
Şi-n lege-i sfântul glas,
Ce-a poruncit să se dezlege,
Ziua de ieri şi azi.
Cu tainele-ţi încerci gândirea,
O sete de-a cunoaşte,
Cu noaptea tu-ţi adaugi ziua,
Un mâine a se naşte.
Şi se mai nasc şi alte mii,
De clipe, viaţă scurt
Wake up!Don't go where the stars enlighten,
The galaxy, the space, the matter,
For us, specks of dust, a glimpse,
Of life, and then the utter end of bliss.
But why does life needs to be gloom,
Why people must do war?
I may be just another fool,
To ask questions so far...
Y'all keep your mouths shut,
If you have nothing to say,
Don't spout nonsense you won't back up,
Just for some petty fame...
Everyone, they hope tomorrow,
Will be a better day...
How can you hope for this with sorrow?
When you do nothing and when you just say...
Everyone wants peace and freedom,
But everybody's doing nothing,
You want an easy path?Your reason,
Is that you wait for something?
Y'all keep your mouths shut,
If you have nothing to say,
Don't spout nonsense you won't back up,
Just for some petty fame...
Waiting for revolution?Until then you pray?
Cowards should say nothing, you go now and stay,
In shadows, in fear...Let the demons consume you,
You have no courage and no pride..you want nothing to do...
Y'all keep yo
Un altfel de luceafar"Acolo sus, pe bolta nopţii,
Se-arată o perdea de stele,
Acolo sus, şi noi vom fi,
Ca sfinţii printre ele."
Şi de în lacrimi ofileşti,
De jalea ce ţi-o poartă,
Un tânăr prinţ ce din poveşti,
El s-a desprins îndată,
Atunci nu-i căuta privirea,
Şi lasă-i a lui soartă,
Să-l poarte-n lume veşnicia,
Şi tragica lui viaţă.
Umbra lui se-ntinde-n cer,
Din cer 'napoi în lume,
Şi ochii lui sunt din mister,
Pupile de tăciune.
În cosmos s-a născut demult,
Şi-n cosmos se va-ntoarce,
Căci el pe bolta nopţii sus,
Luceafăr se preface.
"Inundă mările-n lumină,
Şi codrii-n întuneric,
O, stea nemuritoare, vină!
Şi dă-mi ceea ce merit!"
Zise el, şamanul om,
Ce jinduia putere,
Şi pe vârful lumii tron,
Să-i fie a lui şedere.
Dar el, luceafărul, n-ascultă,
Nu mai asc
Basm romanescEra odată ca niciodată,
Când Dumnezeu făcu lumea toată,
Din cuvântul său s-au desprins mări,
Şi munti semeţi şi mii de ţări,
Dar toate-n lume erau goale,
În lung şi-n lat, pe-uscat şi-n mare,
Aşa că Dumnezeu făcut-a,
Un cer şi mii de animale.
Dar şi cerul era gol,
Şi l-a presărat cu sori,
Cu stele şi scânteie vii,
Ce veşnic stau a străluci.
Din toate fiinţele create,
Omul le-a-ntrecut pe toate,
Şi s-a pus în fruntea lumii,
Ocupând ţări, teritorii.
Dar numai o ţară era încă,
Goală şi făr' de stăpân,
Căci ea era vie şi sfântă,
Neatinsă de "păgâni".
Şi ţara ceea nu primea,
Pe nimeni care o trecea,
Aşa că Dumnezeu gândit-a,
"Nu-ţi place omul, munca mea?
Fie-atunci, precum ţi-e voia...
Dar nu uita, c
Si de basmul ar fi sa moara...Adânc dormeau, adânc...sub valuri.
Printre stânci şi-epave vechi,
Stele de argint şi aur,
În reflexia mǎrii reci..
Nimic nu dǎinuie in foc,
Doar cenuşa fǎrǎ formǎ,
Cǎruia timpu-i stǎ pe loc...
Cǎci se pierde, fǎrǎ urmǎ.
Muntii îmbrǎcaţi în codrii,
Cerul presǎrat cu stele,
Toate-s gata-n faţa sorţii,
Sǎ se nascǎ zei din ele.
Pe o frunzǎ stacojie,
În noaptea cu lunǎ plinǎ,
El se naşte din luminǎ,
Din cenuşa veşnicǎ,
El renaşte în surdinǎ,
Lumea largǎ lumineazǎ,
Sub clar de lunǎ, viseazǎ.
Din albastrul mǎrilor,
Şi adâncul vǎilor,
Coralul cel mai frumos,
Naşte zeu mǎrinomos,
Toţi oamenii ii invidiazǎ,
Pe cei ce ştiu a da viaţǎ,
La vorbe meşteşugite,
Slove de foc, fǎurite,
Thoughts part 2.11.Someone said once : "I need a piano, to cry...".Some people cannot cry, and so they will use different means like playing an instrument, painting or writing, to express what they feel...Those people are all the musicians, writers, and artists in this world.
12.Sometimes, every common man wants to be rich and famous...Sometimes, every rich and famous man wants to be common...If you are not happy with what you have, then you will never be happy even when you will have everything you ever wished for.In order to gain something, you must loose something.
13.Live like tomorrow is the last day of your life?Then you will die today...Live like today is the last day of your life?Then you will live to see tomorrow...
14.All the sorrow in your life is like a shadow.It will always follow you, even when the light covers you...It is part of what you are.
15.Every footstep you may take, remember: the footprints will remain forever...
16.Every man in this world can be like a star in the night sky...
Thoughts part 1.1.As there is sky and earth, there is also the you of today and you of tomorrow...
2.Do not falter when you face yourself, because after all you are your greatest enemy.
3.Evil does not exist, good does not exist, but different beliefs do exist.
4.When you are depressed, the greatest remedy is not to remember happy memories, but to remember that you have faced worst situations than now.
5.For us to be better persons, to understand life more deeply, we must endure and get over any hardships life prepared for us.
6.Sometimes, being a coward means saving your life, but loosing something more precious than that...
7.The most capable man is the one who admits he's the weakest and he still keeps moving forward no matter the consequences..
8.The lie is the beginning of truth.
9.If you always look back in the past and compare it with the present, then you are not prepared for the future.If you look forward on the future, and worry to much, then you are not prepared for the present.
A letter...Dear XxWolfRocksxX,
I believed that I should make this, out of respect for you and your choice. Now I know that now with you gone that you won't see this, yet it's like talking to a ghost...they are there, yet not.
So, you never really did talk to me, but you did welcome me to DA when I was just starting. You were so sweet and you seemed to welcome me with open arms....I remember when we RPed as Tyler and Mitch, how you took the lead when I didn't know what I was doing.
I do say, I respect your choice to leave. Yet I feel as if I'll always be in wonder as to why? So many questions run through your head when you seem so lost....what if someone had told you not to leave? What if someone had stopped you and figured out why you couldn't do it anymore? How will we ever know the answers. I'm betting we will never know....but why should we know anyways? It's the questions that keep the world spinning don't they?
I ask all the questions yet I know y
Young man of dark skin
and brown eyes with love deep within,
marches on through the storm
to keep the innocent out of harm.
Gun slung over shoulder and knife in hand,
he defends to weak and helps them stand.
But one soldier boy cannot stand on his own
and will need a friend so he's not alone.
A young girl, of scarlet hair
has promised to stay close even when life isn't fair.
Never to leave nor to hide
for in her love the soldier boy can abide.
She'll hold his hand and kiss his cheek
to give him strength when he feels weak.
She'll carry him up hill and mountain top
and in front of fear she will not stop.
She will stand by his side now and forever.
You don't abandon the ones you love...never.
UsedI can never be free
Because the truth is you fucking used me
I thought you were the perfect love song
But I was dead wrong
I'm a mess
And that's all I'll ever be
I don't fucking sleep because of you
Because even in my dreams, destruction is what you do
I rather spend days awake
Then sleep and repeatedly break.
Tell me how you fucking sleep knowing you stole my heart
And tore it apart
I was tempted by your words
The sickest lies I've ever heard
Now I know
What type of person you are
You're a user
You manipulated me
I'm fucking broken don't you see?
And that's all I'll ever be
What the Black Keys Sound LikeI love the sound of a heartbroken piano
All the pains and the whines
Touched so gently
Then left behind
Oh, how I love the sound of a beaten piano
The cracked and missing keys
Always muttering "please..?"
My favorite sound is of a scarred piano
The last few keys it had
Were low, last breaths of a
Brokenhearted pianist who is not mad....
Minecraft in our heartsAdmit it. The first time you ever spawned, you didn't know what you were doing at ALL. You struggled to survive the harsh and hostile mobs. You got lost. You were confused. You were scared. You were lonely. But over time you learned from your struggle, your battles, and your loneliness. But you still never understood what your purpose in this world was. The truth is you THINK you know your purpose but you don't. You might think your purpose is to survive and defeat the Enderdragon but it's not; or to destroy the wither and keep the nether star to be honored for all time but it's not. You problably think I'm crazy, but I'm not. I speak the truth. To know what you're true purpose in this world is to find out for yourself. For I know what that is.
Lo podras alcanzar??A donde quiera que vayas
A donde quiera que mires
Puro dolor veras
Una esperanza habrá que alcanzar.
La tristeza y la soledad
Son sentimientos que te acompañaran
Hasta no hallar
Que en el fondo esta.
No te abandonaran,
Tu abras que dejar.
Pero preferible estas acompañados
De la alegría y felicidad
Que de la tristeza y la soledad
Por dolores y penas
Abra que pasar
Pero al final del rumbo
Tendremos que llegar
Para poder encontrar
the death of a madmanI cringe when people say
"Laid to waste"
Whatever I got
Was only a taste
Much more vivid
Than any dream
Too good though it seemed
Back into earth
Had I earned godship?
Was this my rebirth?
My soul left my body
And spread far and wide
And my spirit, yes
Tears of joy it did cry
Seemed not to matter
It was suicide
In the blink of an eye
And the whole world's feelings
All at once when I died
Granted in death
They were stripped
I was thrown
Back into flesh
Lettre mortuaire de Liath« Lettre d'un mort.
Bonjour à ceux et celles qui lisent cette lettre.
Si vous la tenez, c'est que j'ai quitté ce monde, comme l'indique le titre.
Je m'appelle Liath Vindur, et ceci est ma lettre funeste, autant dire que ca va être glauque.
Cela fait maintenant 6 mois que je souffre d'un cancer, une forme particulièrement foudroyante.
Lorsque l'on m'a dit qu'il me restait moins d'un an à vivre, j'ai choisit de ne pas chercher à me soigner : ces médicaments m'auraient drogué et je n'aurai pu étudier correctement.
C'est égoïste, mais dans un ultime élan d'égoïsme, j'ai choisit de mettre toute ma tête et mon âme au service de ce que j'ai toujours aimé : la magie.
Je ne pense pas être un grand de ce monde, mais je ne doute point que mes écrits auront leur utilités.
Je tiens à m'excuser au près de ma famille, cacher ma maladie était le seul moyen de vou
Silent KillersPeople stand around..like everything ok.. it makes me sad someone would judge a person, but it maddens me to know that they don't know how broken that person is. there that girl whose silent. but not because she suppose to be.. but because she has to be.. everyone is louder.. even though the room is silent.. her words and actions are faked, faked to how shes suppose to be. can you not hear the screams? your deaf and its killing her, shes weak and its slowly is haunting her, like the fact shes always alone, but she wants to be, to show that she wants you to come to her, and you don't notice? she loved, she laughed, but now shes nothing more but tears and scars, her voice was beautiful before they made her silent.
Behind a happy smileBehind a happy smile, there lies a sad shadow,
And I'll run 1000 miles, just to find that you're not sorrow,
Your light and my darkness, shall fuse in something better,
And you know what I've promised, we will live like gods forever,
And the wind will tell, our great tragic and sad tale,
Behind a happy smile, there is a heart for sale....
Behind a shiny life, there lies a sad past,
You were a loner, you were always the last,
In everything and anywhere, there is no god,
If he existed, then you wouldn't scream so loud,
In an empty room, nobody hears your call,
A desperate soul tries to find a pall.
But this is your life, with good and with bad,
Sometimes you're happy and sometimes you're sad,
It's a balance in life, that makes us remember,
That one day, we will die, we will tremble,
We will strive, to not accept our end,
But you'll accept if you have near a friend...
Everybody needs an angel sometimes,
Need a safe haven, personal paradise,
Where we can rest our mind and soul,
That are ti
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