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Inttellectual Euphoria
Once upon a day so fine I was chatting with me and mine. Quite unexpectedly you entered my conversation betwixt and between language, sea, and possibilities.
    Your mind and mine danced a dance of enchanting trance to complicated to be by chance. With a coffee and a smile we would sit and chat a while.
    Each word an exhilaration of my soul; a euphoric stimulation in cerebration. Oh how addicting thine psyche is to mine in desire most divine.
    Your sharpness refreshing as a spring breeze;  I stand in the wind of you in a state of pure intoxication. With these words I beg and plead that thine favor I do not misspend.
    For you are my savant muse, and in humility and gratitude, I admit I am most habituated in the arms of your profoundness. I pray to never lose thine favor for I would be left wanting.
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Literature
Books!
Books are fantastic! I love everything about books! I love the way a book feels in my hands. Every book as it's own personality before you ever even open it! The texture of that cover if it's hard back of paper back, the smell! Oh, The smell of books! I love the smell of books! New books smell like binding glue fresh printed press chemicals and whatever store they were in. Now old/used books, those have character! They have been on their own adventures! They have scars and stories of other than what is inside. They can smell like a library or someones home. I had a book on tanning hides that smelt like a log cabin when I got it! It smells like my house now...I'm kind of sad about that.  The thing I love the most about books is what they can tell you about yourself. Like when I read it lets me know how my life is going. If I've re-read the same passage six times and still have no idea what it has said then I have to wonder what I am thinking about. The physical feel of the pages on
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Literature
Companions Adventure
So my companion, are you prepared for the journey a head? To distant futures, adventures, and times. With books, songs, movies, and art there is no place we can not go and with words no way we can not experience them together.
I will be your passport into the spontaneous and you mine into the unexpected. Stars will envy at the shine of our minds as the moon weeps for such a chance. You take the compass and I the map and traverse on the paths both traveled and not.
For I would rather travel in our minds and leave the world behind. Than anything this world could attempt to muster for my affection.
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Literature
Drowned Pleasantries
In the passion of the mind two lips intertwined. By chance but not happenstance the serendipitous creativity of imagination caresses the soul with longing to entrance. Come with me to find a way to leave your world behind.
In tenderness and subtlety in passion derived, I seek the pleasantries of you mind. For what is carnal lust without the intoxicating representation of the minds eternal functionality.
Missing you hits me in waves. While I stand in the shallows of missing you, occasional waves smack my body knocking me down into the longing of you. Today, oh today, is much worse than a wave. I have been seized by the riptide of exasperated longing pulled out into the depths of loneliness and drug into the desire to feel your presence. Yes, missing you hits me in waves, and right now I am drowning.
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Literature
To Laugh
To laugh is to truly be happy and content. It is an involuntary smile spawned by delightment. The light hearted expresion of pure rapturousness in spontaneity. Forever trapping a memorable moment in perpetuity. Laughing is an expression of the hearts most pure position with a conviction upon smiles. One can not hide a laugh for it is the souls expulsion of joy from the minds subconscious piles. So in every moment let laughter be sweet and carry you away with it's adventurous feet.
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Literature
Lina
The rain tapped the glass in the rhythmic dribble of trotting horses. Lina peered out into the street as the traffic came this way and that. In and out of the shop people would come and go, very rarely paying her any mind. Not that she expected anyone to pay her any mind. While she did have voluptuous curves she was very average at best. This suited her and made for her window seat all the more sweet.
The ring of the shop bell pulled her attention from the window to see a very interesting woman enter the shop. The woman looked Prussian and carried herself in a calm demeanor of a well educated lady. Before Lina knew what was happening the elegant woman insisted she come with her. Taking her to a carriage waiting outside.
They traveled for quite some time and ways before reaching their destination which appeared to be a merchants home. They entered the place and the woman took Lina to the drawing room where a young boy sat. He ran over hugging Lina with elation and swung her around. The
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Literature
Peaceful Longing
Would that I could lay within your embrace until my heart beat with yours as ocean waves beat along the shore.
To hold and be held by you is a dream I wish to be true.
For in the universe of chance and happenstance all that makes me smile is to be in your presence for a while.
Birds did sing and trees danced but nothing as wondrous comes near the admiration of you I chanced.
Oh my love, my darling, my dear, nothing plagues my soul when yours is near.
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Literature
Look up and See
Look up. Look up from your singularity and look around. Look at the sky, the clouds, and the buildings. Now, look beyond. See the vehicles, going this way and that. See the people.
The people, so like and unlike you. All of us going about our day obliviously unaware of what we look at. We look at business men and women, the unemployed  the cashier at the store, the bank tellers, the sad, the happy, the dangerous, the safe, the beautiful, the ugly, the good, and the bad. We look every day and night, but do not see.
We do not see that we are all captivated by our own singularity in this world. Oh what a world it could be, if all the world would just look up and see. All struggling through our short existence. Who knows where we could go or what we could do if we all left our singular existence for the possibility of something more.
Until that day comes be kind, be considerate, forgive, love, but above all, respect. Look up and respect the people around you. They are part of humanity
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Literature
Intellectual Euphoria
    Once upon a day so fine I was chatting with me and mine. Quite unexpectedly you entered my conversation betwixt and between language, sea, and possibilities.
    Your mind and mine danced a dance of enchanting trance to complicated to be by chance. With a coffee and a smile we would sit and chat a while.
    Each word an exhilaration of my soul; a euphoric stimulation in cerebration. Oh how addicting thine psyche is to mine in desire most divine.
    Your sharpness refreshing as a spring breeze;  I stand in the wind of you in a state of pure intoxication. With these words I beg and plead that thine favor I do not misspend.
    For you are my savant muse, and in humility and gratitude, I admit I am most habituated in the arms of your profoundness. I pray to never lose thine favor for I would be left wanting.
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Literature
You Are Not Alone
You are not alone.
I see the look in your eyes.
You are not alone.
I see the sorrow and despair.
You are not alone.
I see the thoughts of doubt of worth.
You are not alone.
I have been there and have walked your path.
You are not alone.
I have doubted and feared the same as you.
You are not alone.
Mental and physical it all hurts the same.
You are not alone.
Tell the truth of every pain.
You are not alone.
You must reach to be helped, and above all know…
You are not alone!
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Literature
Shiny New Toy Syndrome
Shiny new toy syndrome. Weather it is with the latest things to come out toy/gadget wise, or just meeting someone new, most are guilty of it or have felt the grueling humiliation of being the shiny new toy.  It is a very human thing that seems to come about . There seem to be a few variations to this. First is pure and simple fascination, second is tedium within the experience, and finally there is the distraction of something new.
Often when someone encounters something they have not seen before a fascination forms. This is true with everything new one encounters weather it be a pleasant fascination or a unpleasant fascination. Sometimes this can be very unhealthy for  the people and things involved. When the fascination has ended so does the awareness of the item or person. Thus this version of shiny new toy has become uninteresting and tedious.
The shiny new toy can become tedious through a quickly dying fascination or simply with time. Spending excessive time with a perso
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Literature
If I Were A Digital Girl
If I were made of pixels would you love me more?
If I were a digital girl could I earn your high score?
If I were digital would you love me true or just trade me out when you found something new?
If you could see the monsters I kill for you. All the levels I run through. I jump through the hoops and over the spiked pit, but in the end a real girl is not even a match. Not even over 8 bit.
I used to play the games with you forever your player two. Now I strive to pick up the dailies called life and only get to watch you.
I used to think I needed a hero so brave and bold and true, but as a gamer girl I just wish I were pixels because all I need is you.
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Literature
Unbridled Flames
I start the fire and watch it burn. The unbridled flames of desire burning through the forests of sense. It catches the unaware in a frenzy of  craving. Then the flames cause the hunt. The hunt for passion, pleasure and release.
As quickly as it has begun I have become its pray. The vigor of yearning driving the zeal to track me as it's prey. I am hunted and running from the drive of the flames. I know if I pause to breath I will be caught in its relentless burn.
I look back with a smile. The fire is a blaze and I will love the scamper of being its prey, but I will love the immersion of that unbridled flame around me even more.
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Favourites

Literature
Plucking Roses
Come across the beauty you see,
The beauty you feel.
The beauty you want.
You are.
Where the garden grows,
Holds the delicacy of fairness.
Thoughts that stew to touch,
Thoughts that grow to dream.
We are.
Look at where the frailness lies,
Such divinity of flowers.
Their color blooming for one's eyes to love.
Their scent draws the fingers to brush.
I am.
For what is lust for possession,
Thorns to hold back the wish pluck.
Thorns borne thought to hesitate at will.
What say the being who steals,
A life that brings joy in many ways.
Our  memory.
For joy to others.
For pain to remember.
For scent to hold sensation.
Of roses an ode to life,
A proposition of feelings, to suffer and to love.
What site that is bestowed unto lookers,
Who wish for their bloom to always be at glance.
Of roses an ode to death,
For such beauty is kept for the seeing,
And felt by only those
who can touch the prickled stem.
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Literature
Letters From a Forgotten Boy
Letters From a Forgotten Boy
Cry.
If not for your life,
Then cry for my sins.
I create your dreams,
For I am the Hands.
Just as hatred breathes love,
Paint me your storm.
Shout.
I reflect the illusion,
Its presence dissolving.
I embrace your pain,
For I am the Lips.
Let your tongue mutter,
Words I taste so sweet.
Question.
What could be,
Why the world wishes to destroy us.
I can be only be what I am,
For I am the Ears.
Be steady not what you hear,
Listen to what is.
Watch.
Brush against the edges of challenge,
Fall into the sea of your goals.
Look up into the clouded sky,
For I am the Eyes.
Let light cast down my joy,
Embrace the smile I give.
I am the Moon.
Show me your stars.
Cover them with mist.
So heart fades into madness,
But with a kiss I hush you into sleep.
What begins
Another's end.
Perfection in the eyes of sorrow
Paints only within desire.
I may be a monster
This love has gone to bed.
My mind of ever spinning cogs,
Telling time ticks to the hour.
Seconds give birth to days,
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The Taming of Swiftrunner
My name is Swiftrunner and I am a werewolf, am I a monster, to humans yes I am but there are things worse than us. The vampire clans are on the rise after there defeat and near extinction in the great war over 50,000 years ago. I have never had any one to give me hope or help me  in the most difficult of times, but then again I am a werewolf and we are expected to be able to take care of ourselves but perhaps one day I will find my mate and will finally be happy but for now I think I will go hunting……
"What Happened"? I asked myself as I awoke. I was hunting in the woods when I just blacked out. My sight was still unclear as I looked around, it was dark…very dark but my eyes adjusted quickly and I realized I was in a cellar. A bitter chill bit at my fur but it could not reach the flesh below, the smell was overwhelming a mix of damp earth, fungus and a bitter wine. Fully awake I saw how large this cellar actually was, from were I stood to the door on the opposi
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Once upon a day so fine I was chatting with me and mine. Quite unexpectedly you entered my conversation betwixt and between language, sea, and possibilities.
    Your mind and mine danced a dance of enchanting trance to complicated to be by chance. With a coffee and a smile we would sit and chat a while.
    Each word an exhilaration of my soul; a euphoric stimulation in cerebration. Oh how addicting thine psyche is to mine in desire most divine.
    Your sharpness refreshing as a spring breeze;  I stand in the wind of you in a state of pure intoxication. With these words I beg and plead that thine favor I do not misspend.
    For you are my savant muse, and in humility and gratitude, I admit I am most habituated in the arms of your profoundness. I pray to never lose thine favor for I would be left wanting.
Books are fantastic! I love everything about books! I love the way a book feels in my hands. Every book as it's own personality before you ever even open it! The texture of that cover if it's hard back of paper back, the smell! Oh, The smell of books! I love the smell of books! New books smell like binding glue fresh printed press chemicals and whatever store they were in. Now old/used books, those have character! They have been on their own adventures! They have scars and stories of other than what is inside. They can smell like a library or someones home. I had a book on tanning hides that smelt like a log cabin when I got it! It smells like my house now...I'm kind of sad about that.  The thing I love the most about books is what they can tell you about yourself. Like when I read it lets me know how my life is going. If I've re-read the same passage six times and still have no idea what it has said then I have to wonder what I am thinking about. The physical feel of the pages on my fingers brings me back to the present and forces me to look at my life and why I can't focus in the moment that I should be enjoying. Digital books just can't do that. They can't speak to my soul with all my senses.
It is amazing how a like mind can help on perpetuating in one's own thoughts. My muse graciously has accepted me as an Intellectual Companion and I am most benefited from this gracious gesture! So to shall the rest of the world for I am working on building my confidence to write more than just poems now and perhaps one day I will have the suitably adequate context to push into a publication. So onward and upward into the unknown to achieve something different.
  • Listening to: Impromptu For Piano in G Flat Major
  • Reading: Quiet
  • Watching: n/a
  • Playing: IMVU
  • Eating: Egg& Toast
  • Drinking: Coffee
So my companion, are you prepared for the journey a head? To distant futures, adventures, and times. With books, songs, movies, and art there is no place we can not go and with words no way we can not experience them together.
I will be your passport into the spontaneous and you mine into the unexpected. Stars will envy at the shine of our minds as the moon weeps for such a chance. You take the compass and I the map and traverse on the paths both traveled and not.
For I would rather travel in our minds and leave the world behind. Than anything this world could attempt to muster for my affection.
In the passion of the mind two lips intertwined. By chance but not happenstance the serendipitous creativity of imagination caresses the soul with longing to entrance. Come with me to find a way to leave your world behind.
In tenderness and subtlety in passion derived, I seek the pleasantries of you mind. For what is carnal lust without the intoxicating representation of the minds eternal functionality.
Missing you hits me in waves. While I stand in the shallows of missing you, occasional waves smack my body knocking me down into the longing of you. Today, oh today, is much worse than a wave. I have been seized by the riptide of exasperated longing pulled out into the depths of loneliness and drug into the desire to feel your presence. Yes, missing you hits me in waves, and right now I am drowning.
It is amazing how a like mind can help on perpetuating in one's own thoughts. My muse graciously has accepted me as an Intellectual Companion and I am most benefited from this gracious gesture! So to shall the rest of the world for I am working on building my confidence to write more than just poems now and perhaps one day I will have the suitably adequate context to push into a publication. So onward and upward into the unknown to achieve something different.
  • Listening to: Impromptu For Piano in G Flat Major
  • Reading: Quiet
  • Watching: n/a
  • Playing: IMVU
  • Eating: Egg& Toast
  • Drinking: Coffee

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Rachel
Artist | Hobbyist | Other
United States
Just another person seking an outlit for something bigger than their selves. Perhaps looking for a purpose for her words.

Current Residence: United States
Favorite genre of music: Rock and swing
Favorite photographer: Not sure
Favorite style of art: music
Wallpaper of choice: pics of me baby
Favorite cartoon character: hmmm...not sure
Personal Quote: I am me and that's all I will ever be!
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Chrizesu Featured By Owner Aug 25, 2010
Nanto here saying hi.
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Junkie4Janet Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2010
FRIENDSHIP WEEK~♥♥~
Send this to at least 15 people you love
including me if you care 4 me! *Let's see how many hearts you get!*
Please continue sending your own love to those you care for.
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Junkie4Janet Featured By Owner Jun 16, 2010
I tagged you! :D
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Junkie4Janet Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2010
:iconthanksforthewatchplz: :D I appreciate it
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Junkie4Janet Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2010
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And welcome to dA, I hope you like it here!
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Rakuhn Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2010  Hobbyist Artist
Thanks so far so good!
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You're welcome! :D
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