Time for a change...
and will no longer be updating this one. I'm weird like that...I can't stand things being the same for too long. I need change o.o Hoping to kick the new account off to a better start 
It's been real, guys.
~omnipotent-lion
An artist with a god complexNewest
To the Breaking DawnUpon the breaking of the dawn,To the Breaking Dawn
the world will wake, the dreams have gone.
The sun will grace the dew-tipped grass,
and the nightmares of the dark are now long past.
The songbird in the yew tree will sing a keening tune;
and the sparrows in the maple will await the coming June.
For then, no longer, the cold will cling to daybreak,
and then, no longer, the sun will rise o’er frozen lakes.
For the sunrise in the peak of summer lives
and breaths, the grandest sight this world e’er gives.
To see the breaking dawn over hills of verdant green- the most
by ~omnipotent-lion
Alea Iacta Estalea iacta est the die has been cast your fate is sealed and there’s no turning back into the void into theAlea Iacta Est
b l a c k go forward boldly and remember the risks that you take they say ‘tis better to have loved
and been &
by ~omnipotent-lion
Look what I foundWayside wings Beating in full bellow, Trembling… In the unquiet deep summer. His local heavens… silver shadows Stretched out Curious, Emerging from the moonlight, A silhouette,Look what I found
A pool of light.
by ~omnipotent-lion
The White RavenThe laugh of fair Branwen,The White Raven
Makes all the Welsh boys swoon. The smile of fair Branwen
Is bright as the sun at half past one When fair Branwen speaks, Her words are wise and learnéd, And when she walks she flies, With an ethereal grace and poise. She has a voice, ‘tis rich as wine, And ‘round her the world revolves. Her eyes outshine the moon at night, And whate’er she wants, it sure is done. Fair Branwen is of noble blood,
‘Tis sure and must be so. For no commoner could e’er command The grass to grow and the leaves to fall
by ~omnipotent-lion
Random Favourites
White DressesI once sat in puddles on swings, uncaring of dirty marks left: blue trousers, black; pink skirts, purple; white dresses -- no, I didn't wear white. I wanted to. I clambered over red-brick walls, rot-green fences and cold-cut metal poles.White Dresses
It was then I saw her: brunette locks tamed by brush and comb and ribbon, plaited to her waist and back.
by ~crazynloveless
Interrogation TechniqueA Classic Interrogation TechniqueInterrogation Technique
The door of Wilson’s office was thrown open with a nerve-jangling bang. “Why don’t you admit that you’re desperately in love with me?” House demanded without preamble. Wilson sat at his desk; it wasn’t even nine in the morning and the man was already elbow-deep in paperwork.
If Wilson was surprised at the question, he didn’t show it. “And why don’t you admit you’re desperately in love with me?” He looked up from the computer monitor, midway through a memo.
“I’m not.” House’s tone seemed to imply this was contrary to some other people. House settled himself into a chai
by ~Rumrunner
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Devious Info
- Interests: Literature and the arts, mythology, anime, singing in the rain
- Favourite movie: My Sassy Girl, The Truman Show, The Dead Poet's Society
- Favourite band or musician: Red Hot Chili Peppers, Barenaked Ladies, The Beatles, Smashmouth, Tom Petty, Billy Joel, Arcade Fire
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Pop, Indy, Classical, Country
- Favourite artist: Vermeer, Da Vinci
- Favourite poet or writer: Tolkien, Shakespeare, Jane Adams, Terry Pratchett, Phililp Pullman, Diana Wynne Jones
- Favourite photographer: Richard Avedon, Ansel Adams
- Favourite cartoon character: Snoopy, Hobbes
- Personal Quote: "Arguments are to be avoided; they are always vulgar and often convincing." Oscar Wilde.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, mind, tablet,
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"I was a child, and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love,
I and my Annabelle Lee..."
~Edgar Allen Poe
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I'm a prose talent scout of sorts. If I mysteriously drop by your page, it means I liked what I saw.
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You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free
Tom Petty, Allspirit
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Normal is relative.
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You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free
Tom Petty, Allspirit
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Normal is relative.
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You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free
Tom Petty, Allspirit
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