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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.
Best Friend (the Laws of Physics)Holding hands pulled us out of the pit both
The laws of physics did not apply
We would revel in rain, you and I
My fuse was lit, you'd spew fire
Hell hath no burden you can't share with me
Twins from separate mothers are we.
B.U.R.N.I.N.G O.N T.H.E I.N.S.I.D.EBlazed hearts
Unconscious for eternity
Rescuing in need
Never to be awaken
Night-shaded even in the shadows
On-going destructive misery
Numb on the inside
Tomorrow is bleak
Hollow and consumed
Insignificant compared to the world
Shadows injected, poisoning the victim
Death wishes granted
Even in death, we suffer
Living in DarknessLiving in Darkness
Blindfolded by my own misery,
there is no light for me to see.
My depression has become my friend
because it’s persistence never ends.
Never once has it failed to thrive
and I won’t deny that it makes me feel alive.
I’ve been drowning for far too long.
Is there a point in being strong?
Pain has become my blanket at night.
It’s the place I crawl to when I lose the fight
against the insanity that creeps at my mind.
One day, maybe peace I will find
and maybe I can return to the light.
But for now, the end is not in sight
so I will live in the darkness that binds me,
praying on day, joy I will see.
Bestest Friend ContestBestest Friend Contest
''When our souls feel really''
I don't think there is love greater than the love between brothers, a lot more if they are twins.
My poem is dedicated to my dear sister and starts on a sunday, five years ago.
I had to travel with my mother for a period of 1 month , It was the first trip I did it without them, so far we have never separated from each other.
It came the day of the trip and she stayed at home with my father, I want to say that during the bus trip my head and my heart failed to calm down... thousand feelings shot me at the time,could not stop thinking about it and worrying of as is it in all this time.
After 4 hours traveling my head and heart wanted back with her, but this was impossible.
I spent those 27 days really badly, spoke with her by phone every 2 hours and she told me that she told me that couldn't eat or sleep...She also pass those days very bad... losing more than 5 kg.
I believe that the true friendship you can find it only in your
PugglesPuggles, Puggles, Puggles! We love puggles, and who makes them then miss callykarishokka.
Her creativity of this puggles makes fan go crazy over these cuties
She even sells her babies to those who want one, and creates more
But she makes the best Transformers Puggles for TFF (Transformer fans) that anyone ever seen
We really love your puggles and want to see more of it.
Where I'm from poem...Where I’m from
I am from a lead pencil laying on my sketch book waiting to be used to draw anything that could come to mind
I am from that little apartment around the corner of Second Street of Milladore
I am from the flower that was no fragrance, though people thing it does have a fragrance, but I think differently
I am from Christmas where my family gets together and have lunch and supper
I am from the Mancl family and the Pierson family
From being called boy by my grandpa to being called Derek Joseph by my mother
I am from the holy catholic church of Saint Wenceslaus
I’m from Saint Michael’s hospital in Stevens Point Wisconsin
I am from my heart which loves many, though if you break my heart or my friends, I will shatter yours ten time worse, and by the time I’m finished with you, you will be begging and pleading for mercy!
From the time of birth to the time of death, I will love the people that I care about
I am from my mind and soul, where all of my
Hoping for winter.Hello to the cold season.
I welcome you with open arms.
Everyday draws closer to the
Everyday I hope for the cold.
May winter last forever. May
it bring the next ice age.
Always a thrill when winter
A time for snow, a time for
joy, A time for everyone to
get along. Merriment brings
us closer to the snow.
For after all,
be a time of joy
and not a time for
BY MY RIGHTFUL PLACE IN THIS WASTELAND OF FILTH,
I WILL MARGINALIZE ALL OF THE FILTH AND DISPOSE THE DISSENTERS,
YOU WILL LISTEN TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY,
BECAUSE HOW DARE YOU QUESTION THE GODDESS IN HER GLORY?!
(can you keep it down, I think they can hear you-)
SILENCE, CHILD! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SPEAK TO ME!
YOU ARE A REMINDER OF ALL OF THAT CARE AND COMPASSION THAT
IS SO FUCKING POINTLESS! ALL SHALL DEFECATE
AT THE SOUND OF MY BOOMING VOICE!!!
(I thought we would try to be better than-)
WITH YOUR OBFUSCATED FEELINGS?!
(where is the forgiveness....)
WITH YOUR PLEAS AND THE BEGGING?!
(nothing but logic and determination...)
ALWAYS ACTING OUT ON EMOTION?!
(you are no goddess to me...)
HOW DARE YOU, FOALISH SOUL! YOU ARE NOTHING TO ME!
WHY SHOULD I GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR OPINION OF ME!
I COULD HAVE YOU WIPED OFF THE FACE OF THIS EARTH
IN A SINGLE HEARTBEAT!
(but you wont, you need me-)
angel-of-milkywayMiss Angel-of-Milkyway's a fan of transformers.
Her drawings of TFP makes fans of Tf go underly crazy, and ask her for more
One of the best tfp art she drew is Happy Transformer Family, one of the best drawing that turned into a magazine cover for people who want to make Tf magazine.
Angel also makes cute TF babies that makes the fan go crazy over their cute bunny ears, and their smaller version.
We all love your TF art and hope to see some more in the future.
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
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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