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Parallel Universe by theodicy15, literature

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Parallel Universe

You’re right in front of me. You’re piercing eyes are sending quivers down my chest. I feel like wrapping you in my arms. I know I shouldn’t but a voice keeps telling me to move closer; to draw you towards me. Inch by inch, I feel the distance dwindling; giving way to human connection. Your voice is lingering endlessly in my ears. If only I could take you in; relish every second until the last drop falls. I’m crawling and tumbling; my world getting distorted by each new moon. I get lost in our conversations, reveling deeply in wanderlust. In the darkness, I feel safe; knowing that your shadow

Trigger by theodicy15, literature

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Trigger

I’m in a room with a guy with a gun. I can’t sleep, scared that he’ll accidentally pull the trigger out of paranoia. I tell him to give me the gun. He refuses. I get the gun from under his pillow and tell him we’re leaving. Right when we step out of the house, daylight shines through the dark skies. A barrage of people comes in, preparing tables and food for noon party. I take the gun to the rest room and take a piss. I take a really long leak. An attractive, sun-tanned girl enters the restroom and I realize that the restroom is unisex. I tell her that I’m almost done but she still stands next to me, staring at her re

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Death by theodicy15, literature

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Death

A warmth that prickles Slowly it burns to scorching flames Torched so deeply, my cries can no longer be heard With every breath, the heat surges without mercy As i wither in the blazing fire, i shall resign myself to my fate From body to ashes A death needed for salvation The rising of smoke The flight of my broken soul Flying to the infinite skes, it will disappear without a trace To be forgotten like a mere fleeting moment

The Game by theodicy15, literature

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The Game

I've tried selling my soul to the devil Flaunting it out in the open for all the demons to see So many times I allowed them to feast To tear every bit of what keeps me living With my eyes wide open, I have watched my many deaths Ignoring the fear Brushing away the guilt I just kept on digging Until the pain became non-existent The remorse completely concealed I played a game with Darkness And now it seeks to play with me Until I perish without a trace

Moving On by theodicy15, literature

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Moving On

Let go of the feeling It's time to start seeing The way life really is We are never spared from that nostalgic miss Brutal and unforgiving, it never fails to pierce A soul so fragile, untouched for so many years Bruised within you might be It was the only way to unravel the mystery Longings and resentments you must now ignore It's time for you to be more Than you ever thought you could be and allow your heart to mend Awaken your senses..It's time to transcend

Cosmic Bond by theodicy15, literature

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Cosmic Bond

Maybe we were never meant to be I could only love you in a fantasy You'll never feel the way I felt for you That's one thing I wish I could do Is it possible to love all alone To be completely devoted even if nothing is shown Everytime I feel you within I wonder what could have been My words may seem like I have given up Yet my soul has never stopped Loving through feeling pain Too many moments on the verge of going insane I'll never stop staring into space Until the day I no longer see your face

Carnal Instincts by theodicy15, literature

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Carnal Instincts

Carnal vibes looming Erotic thoughts slowly stirring A sensation of ecstacy Trapped in an orgasmic fantasy Eyes shut tight Movements grinding with tremendous might From fast to slow A one-man erratic show Grips are tighthened Intensity heightened A quaking flow waiting to ignite One desperately tries to prolong the fight Alas, the eruption begins Justify in your head that everyone sins Pleasure so mesmerizing That is the evil lurking

Prayer For Our Souls by theodicy15, literature

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Prayer For Our Souls

Give solace to all who are in grief Blanket them in warmth Protect them from the ruthless cold that prickles without mercy For every tear they shed, touch them with a beautiful memory Allow their pain to open their souls to the world Create clarity in their confusion In all their hopes and resentments, may they be filled with profound depth Allow them to falter and crash So they may rise and remember the grace of life

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Philippines
Deviant for 18 years
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Current Residence: Manila/San Francisco
Favourite genre of music: indie,jazz,electronica,alternative
Favourite photographer: Independent Photographers
MP3 player of choice: Ipod Video
Personal Quote: fate is what we make of it/To be or not to be

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvador Dali, BenCab, Indie Artists

Favourite Movies

Before Sunrise&Before Sunset,What The Bleep Do We Know,City Of God,American History X,The Namesa

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Sting,Seal,Tori Amos,Dishwalla,Lifehouse,Imogen Heap

Favourite Writers

Milan Kundera,Haruki Murakami,Chuck Palahniuk,Gabriel Garcia Marquez,Paulo Coelho

Tools of the Trade

pen,paper,pastels,lomo action sampler,Canon MSLR,oil paint

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writing,dreams,poetry,photography,abstract paintings,overanalyzing,journals,pop culture,dreams

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theodicy15

Nov 25, 2007

Fuck depression

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I hate all those clouds that trail behind me. I can't stand that prickling heat that takes over me like high fever. I'm so consumed by negativity, by hopeless frustration. I want one thing then after I get it,I just want to run away. How can a paradox survive in this world where accuracy is so crucial? Everything is just a race. a race to be the best, to gain stature and fame. what if this cookie cutter mold just isn't for me? if i had it my way, i wouldn't give a damn. i'd just drift into the unknown and drown myself in wishful thinking. but the hardest part now is that i finally give a damn. and it's a fucking struggle to just ignore the p

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theodicy15

Aug 12, 2007

Easier To Be

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Got up at 4:00am this morning. I'm feeling rather bewildered and uncertain about myself. Life is just so messy. Should I just embrace the messiness? I'm listening to this song called "Easier To Be" by Lifehouse. Chasing fireflies Elusive dreams This pre-life crisis Is killing me Beautiful tragedy Who I was Wasn't me Yeah, yeah You make it easier to be Easier to be me It's hard to believe You make it easy We speak in silence Words can't break It feels like we are Falling awake in a place In a time of our own Yeah, yeah You make it easier to be Easier to be me Hard to believe Fell at the world Fell from my feet Gave up

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theodicy15

Jul 28, 2007

Station Agent

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  The movie, "Station Agent" revolves around the character, Fin, a dwarf alienated in a city in New Jersey. He works in a small store that sells trains and at night, films of "train-chasers" are shown to an audience. One day, he finds out that he inherited a depot stand along a train station in a small town in the outskirts of New Jersey.  Longing to seek refuge in solitude, Fin packs up and moves to the depot stand by the train station. During the day, he walks aimlessly by the train tracks, stopping every now and then to drink or get a bite to eat. At night, he reads his books on trains until he falls asleep on the couch. This becomes his