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Mighty Tomb by Gods-Jester, literature

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Mighty Tomb

Someone once asked me if I knew Lance Corporal Andy Kim... I figured it was time to write something more substantial. I met Andy Kim the sophmore year of college. He was my roommates best friend, and quickly became one of my best friends too. He was quirky, awkward, quiet, but somehow had a way of putting people at ease. Its like he understood people really well, and somehow found what they needed, and often that was just an awkward grin. Andy went to Pioneer high school in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Born into a Korean family, he never really though about religion or faith. However, through the invitation of a friend he started coming out to chu

Semper Fidelis by Gods-Jester, literature

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Semper Fidelis

Thirty-one grains of Sand and six Seashells number the days and years we strolled along Seal beach, our dreams were tolled on bells. Semper Fidelis, now I hold. The walk a march, my vigil on Water's edge. A cold comfort is found in Word. The march a sprint, vain dare to leap the ledge to wretched guilt and dreams disturbed. I miss my Loss, my consistency veil, a shield from the chilly draft of dawn. But Morning will come and He shall not fail, For we must Paddleboat at the Pond. We all must sleep and night is upon Him, So all, in one voice, paying tribute. Sang - *** In tribute to my brother Sang Kim

Inward Beauty by Gods-Jester, literature

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Inward Beauty

I remember it quite well... it was a minute away from pouring. the ice breeze running through my jacket. my hands shaking with cold exhaustion.. you couldn't.. have asked for anything more beautiful... The long grass stalks danced with the wind... begging my gaze... as I slipped into their world.. Its strange.... that in a world... in a world so full of hate... that something so amazing could exist... as this wind. Stare out your window... leave your chair.... and walk with me to... anywhere.. because nothing deserves you soul... so much as the kiss.. of fairy lips of air... Close your eyes... see me there... I''m not scared....

Whispers by Gods-Jester, literature

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Whispers

Whispers running in the air Sultry sounds in empty spaces That mimic the echoes of empty hearts As we travel these lonely places. Hate and anger rolled up Knotted tight into a ball That winds itself in my centre, Finally unrolling when I fall To die, alone, uncared, Does anyone really want to live? For what? For whom? For where? If all that's left is this. Its funny writing such poetry, You never know where you'll go. But if life is all smoke and mirrors. There's no better show.

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Living Badh by Gods-Jester, literature

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Living Badh

But freedom is but a taste of chaos you'll meet. Are you ready for the pain and loss of retreat? You'll see-- that swimming at your feet. Is all the hate and pain that won't let us be. But you see- If we want to be free, Its just a matter of letting me be me and you be you, and every one goes to hell. Ring a bell For the souls who fell, for giving in to things to terrible to tell. If lifes all about living the love. The let bad be bad. Who cares if it makes us glad? For if you ever had, That moment of joy, That pleasure toy- You'd know it'd never matter, so shatter, the illusions of moral delusion that blind you to the love t

The Drifter by Gods-Jester, literature

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The Drifter

The drifting path, a wanderer's melody, Strung upon the horizon like the lazy lace, Which knots this universe; the misery mile Which runs like rollingstone to no-place. Strut the masonry, crunching each man's gravel. The boot tips converging to infinity, the walk Which unwinds itself along time's frame, Leading itself to purposelessness, the line of chalk. Dotted towards Destiny, but with what regard, Do we hold High and Mighty, the relevant factor? The rambler, dishevelled factotum, a parlour state, To which He lets the world's melancholy, our Benefactor. Crave function, ties to the net of thought, Upon which our paths are gentl

When All Is Done by Gods-Jester, literature

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When All Is Done

How do I feel? Do I feel angry? Do I feel pain? Or do I feel numbness in my brain? Its cold, so fucking cold. Cold shoulders Cold rain Cold hands and Cold brain I feel Memories tickling the back of my Mind. They sting with the bitter taste of Loneliness, Purposelessness Why was I alone? Why am I always.... alone? It hurts, it fucking hurts. Hurts like fire Hurts like hail Hurts like the grip of Death Being buryed under shale. Why do I think? Why do I write? Thoughts hurt because I know inside I'm faultless. Victim of blame. I change myself, my very skin, to be a part of this life. Yet, everything seems far away. People, Fri

Summer on the Rhine by Gods-Jester, literature

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Summer on the Rhine

Look ye to the Eastern Sun where warmth and music shine and cherubs blossom and rivlets run along the heavy banks of Rhine. Lay in grassy beds whet with mountain dew and feel the moist Heat of Summer slowly making its way into you, causing you Senses to restlessly flutter. Run down the riverside, wherever you feet may lead. Feel the electric current wash through your legs. Smell the baked flax dams caked with mud and weed. Hear the slow suck of seaweed in the dregs. Sleep in the hot brightness of the starry night. Breathe in the spicy sweet taste of ending day, as heaven bestows you with caldestine light and you slowly, oh so s

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The Earnest Soldier by Gods-Jester, literature

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The Earnest Soldier

Rest easy Earnest Soldier. Breathe in the liquid air, Feast on the Sights and Sounds as you enter Death's lair Move fast Earnest Soldier. The tread and crunch of boots, with mighty blows beat the ground, As you train your Sight and Shoot. Steadfast Earnest Soldier. Don't forego your Soul. Contemplate the Strength you've found and Listen for Heaven's toll. Rest easy Earnest Soldier Pause in Thought and Breath. Snuggle deep in your Shroud and Sleep on until ---

Destiny by Gods-Jester, literature

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Destiny

What has light but cannot see? What must guide but cannot be? What leads us as we march, Towards St. Peter's Golden Arch? Shut our eyes and we will know, When to end the People Show Giants burns us to our grave, Paths to heaven, they do pave. Infinity like darkened veil, Sets the human ship to sail. Instinct says to multiply, Yet all in turn, we must die. Though when all is said and done, The human show once begun, Like any other must come to end. But we will choose when to send, The curtain falling one last time. When we have achieved our prime. Hope that other might come to say, When humans came to dust that day, T'was t

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This Beast In Me by Gods-Jester, literature

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This Beast In Me

The beast who walks with me, Suffers, hungers, thirsts. Begging, pleading, threatening, Asking for the first. He knows that if he should get it, More will come his way, Flailing paws and ravaged belly, His shallow eyes gone grey. Hell hath yet to see such rage, As that of this mighty titan, All that stands to quell his whim, Is the path I tread beside him. But should it ever come to pass That this beast is free, Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, Say your prayers for me.

Anon by Gods-Jester, literature

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Anon

Save for me a set of feelings, For feelings never lie. Like water for the parched man, Your words are my ocean. Look into my heart and pry Away from me the notion That our love shall last my life's span. That you are my life's meaning. Still remember that night you ran, Sitting here I cry, God, you sent me reeling, Ravaging my emotions. Is there some relief, some potion To set my heart to healing. Such that I may one day stand, Thirst quenched and eyes dry. Look into my face and tell me true, What did I ever do to you?

ISOLATION by Gods-Jester, literature

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ISOLATION

I sit here in my own cocoon, Wrapped in my own reality, Thoughts lit by the quiet moon, Life's joy a great fallacy. Hate the hellish monotony, Damn the frustration, Love: the great big phoney, Words, a limitation. How does one express pain, Sadness, anger and hate, My life a sad attempt to feign, The great stories we relate Of the brave new world, An era of friends and fun. Yet all I have is these words, And my isolation.

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The Chthonian Express by Balletbabymari, literature

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The Chthonian Express

The Chthonian Express That deep wistle moaned its unstopable song as a platform trembled like the failing sad hearts. Unnerved from their surely near and ghastly departs, the sinners awaited repayments of wrongs. Molten tracks glowed with a nefarious fire. Hisses of kisses of metal on metal wailed under the engine that violently, fiercely sailed, still out of site, towards the crowd growing dire. Driving, Mephistopheles shreiked through the night. The serpentine railroad grew pregnant with horror! The devils and demons contested to torture as the Chthonian Express pulled into sight.

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Memory by Gods-Jester, visual art

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Deviant for 20 years
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Current Residence: Michigan, Ann Arbor
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Punk, Jazz, Classical
Personal Quote: Life is to precious to waste on important things.

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Jason Mraz

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Beautiful Mind, Van Wilder, LOTR

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Boxcar Racer

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3 Williams: Blake, Shakespeare, Wordsworth

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Poetry, Philosophy and Skiing

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Gods-Jester

Apr 19, 2007

Some Revelations... ? Identity

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I don't know why this stuck in my head so much today, but I felt it was on of those things I needed to put to word. I guess its just one of those things you do when the world feels slightly lopsided Went to watch The Namesake today. Its an Indian-American movie running at the Michigan Theater. Honestly, its a bit slow, and I wouldn't really recommend it to anyone unless they REALLY love Indian culture. But something about it stuck with me. Something there got reinforced. Y'know I love asking this question a lot. In my three years at HMCC, the prevailing vision that has always encouraged me has been that of a multi ethnic society. I have see

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Gods-Jester

Mar 17, 2007

In Loving Memory

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Gods-Jester

Nov 7, 2006

You Said

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You said.. ask and you will recieve whatever you need You said.. pray and I'll hear from heaven and I'll heal your wings You said.. your glory will fill the earth like water the sea You said.. lift up your eyes the harvest is here the kingdom is near You said.. ask and I'll give the nations to you Oh lord thats the cry of my hear distant shores and the islands will see you love as it rises on up

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stArsOAth

Mar 17, 2005

i miss you something terrible.....

thanks for the fav but that pic called knuckles is something else if you liked the horse you can find it i my gallery under epona

my pc mixed up the pics

Magpie2

May 28, 2004

*does another dance* I'm honoured! Thank you for the fav.

kamisch42

Apr 26, 2004

Guess what......YOU HAVE BEEN HUGGED! Spread the love around! Pick any of your friends who you think don't get much love and, HUG THEM! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)

RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can hug the same person as many times as you see fit!
3- You -MUST- spread the love people! At least 1 hug!
4- You should hug in public! Paste it on their user page so they feel loved!
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay!
6- Please, don't worry about same gender hugging, it's a love hug!
7- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
Remember, this is about showing love to your fellow peeps! Everybody should get a hug
*this da love was started by ~ lady-alessandra and ~ Godscrossingsandevil

There you go now

Have a lovely day. ~Kay

kamisch42

May 31, 2004

It would be SPAM...if I didn't mean it

He was seeming upset at the time, and unfortunately I was feeling too lazy to make up anything worthwhile. In the same sense, this was sent to me by one of my fave artists at a time when I wasn't feeling all that right...Sure I've received plenty of the same from random surfers, but they don't hold any value (especially now that I'm feeling just peachy). He should be the only one I sent it to...I think. ~Kay

Vera-Yevtushenko

May 31, 2004

Isn't this considered spam?