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Down to the ground.I stay frozen.
Even if I know the danger is coming and I should do something about it.
When I feel it breathing right behind my back,
It's coming to get me,
I stay frozen. I stand like a statue on the ground.
And no fear, nothing, just knowing I am there and I should do something about it, but I don't.
And I think what is missing, how to be all powerful again.
I stop and think. And I think too much. About the worth, about the possibilities, I'm too high, and there is a reason there's infinity. Because...
All we need is here. In symbols, in words, in history.
Our life is too short and we need to use the time we have in our hands.
Be individuals, know our worth.
Know, that there's a saint in every part of you.
And this is no prose, no poetry.
These are just thoughts I'd like to share.
I'm no writer.
But that's what I find and I want to see.
Though... As someone said, once you show off what you have it loses its worth. You need to keep some in yourself to have your own world to create and
It never goes away.How it is, that you're with the most beautiful light in you. The biggest love for the world. And the people. And a big part in your life just keeps kicking you... You're small, young, you know nothing, all you feel is everlasting pain. With absolutely no mercy. Just beating you out of anger.
And then you start beating the weaker. And you don't even feel it how you still choke on the blood you were spitting all those years.
How that pain is like a reserve in your mind, which converts to anger. When you want to beat up, smash things, because one day you couldn't stand up for yourself.
And you become such a monster no one comes close to you. And no matter if you shout "yeah, I don't need you, I need no one". But you still need this hug... For someone to say the only words you want to hear... And to feel safe for at least one moment... And maybe for it to last forever.
It never goes away... The pain.
A thought...These are the ones we hate,
These are the things we create,
In someone, who we don't see as a person,
In someone, who we put a curse on,
Who we hate, because that's who we are,
To be on the top, to kick him as far,
Because you hate him...
No, you hate yourself till,
You understand it's not his fault,
And then you know it's you with the curse,
You have no idea, what you put in his mind,
What he sees every time he finds,
How much pain it causes,
When you are the one who creates these shows,
The closest person from them all,
Becomes someone, you don't know at all.
D.Kaip nepakartojamai moko i naujo igyventi raytojai.
Kiekvieną kartą vis kitaip.
Jie mūsų herojai, jie mums paliko mūsų kaimo ir paprasto mogaus nuostabiausius igyvenimus.
Padeda sugrįti prie paprastumo ir meilės. Prie nuoirdumo ir įkvėpimo.
Kokie nuostabūs tie paprasti dalykai.
A taip norėčiau gyventi ten, tada ir nieko neinoti. Nes viskas, ką matau dabar man jau matyta. Viskas yra iliuzijuotame ekrane ir nieko naujo neparayta. Arba tai sintetika, arba tai kiekvieno akimis rijamas kičas.
O kaip būdavo nepaprastai nuostabu, kai kakas sugebėdavo tiesiog diaugtis paprastais, nuostabiais vaizdiniais, sugebėti vertinti laiką ir momentą, kai mes jį dabar lengvai parduodame u kelis graius ir galimybę ukiti savo tutybę.
Tuomet vaikas sėdėdavo prie močiutės koj&
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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