Saturday, January 7, 2006

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   Hey ppl!
Hey! I have a club that my friend and I are starting. It's called the fallen. If you wanna join post or pm me! well hope you join! Ill give you details if you pm me.
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   What UP?
Hey ppl? What up? Im bored so a poll is to be made right Now!!! ppl....what.....is......your....

FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ICE CREAM!!!
Mines chocolate.

Next, How many pets do you have and what kind?
I have a bunni 2 dogs and alot of cows.

Last one how do you wish to die?
I want to die fighting! Taking all I can with me!

Well please post!
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   New poems! Alsome stuff.
Cutting the final edges
from the form

Loose change dangles
dignity forlorn

Stake in heart bleeds forsaken
life away

the blade turns and drains the
soul breath away

Angels pass overhead and branches shake
out lies

The blade sinks in
and fifth victim dies

"HEARTS LOVE"
Arthur Unknown
If your heart ever has need to show, then show me now, While I can know

All the Sweet and tender feelings from which real affection flow.

Show me now, While I am living; Do not wait...... till I am gone......
And let cold chisels in Marble......
Carve Warm Love words on embroided hollow Stone.

If you have Sweet thoughts about me,
Please whisper them to me.......

Don't you know t'would lift our Spirits and make my Heart strong for thee.

Don't wait till I am sleeping...... never to waken here again......
For mounds of earth will be between us
and I couldn't hear you then.

If your "Hearts Love" is of any, If it's just a tiny bit.
Share it with me now, While Living; So we can own and Cherish it.

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THE DESIDERATA
by Max Ehlrmann (1948 and 1967)
Go placidly among the noise and haste and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.

Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself.

Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.

Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the Universe; no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham and drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
`'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door -
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; -
This it is, and nothing more,'

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
`Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; -
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!'
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!'
Merely this and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
`Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore -
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; -
'Tis the wind and nothing more!'

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door -
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door -
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
`Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven.
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore -
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door -
Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as `Nevermore.'

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only,
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered -
Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before -
On the morrow will he leave me, as my hopes have flown before.'
Then the bird said, `Nevermore.'

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
`Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore -
Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore
Of "Never-nevermore."'

But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore -
What this grim, ungainly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking `Nevermore.'

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
`Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee
Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted -
On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore -
Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore -
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore -
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

`Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting -
`Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!'
Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.'

And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
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You're a beautiful dark soul. You're soul is pure
and amazing, and your face matches it. You have
so much but you're also are hiding a lot aren't
you?


What Dark Soul are You? (Dark Anime Pics/ Girls Only)
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Name: Kishia

Age: 16

Race: human

Eyes: brown

Hair: brown, long down to her elbows

Markings: none

Outfit: White short-sleeved shirt and dark blue
skirt with white shoes.

Crush/boyfriend: Kashaki

Family: Banqi(father)

History: One day the military came by her house
looking for her father, and they captured him
while leaving her in a building house to die.
But Kashaki came to her rescue and now she
travels with him trying to get her father
back.

Powers: She knows some ninja techniques that
Kashaki taught her knows how to attack her
opponents quickly. Favorite weapon is
shuriken.

Personality: sensitive, quick attitude, caring.

THIS IS JUST THE CHARACTERS TO MY STORY, SO
IF YOU WANT ME TO START PUTTING UP MY
STORRY/QUIZZES THEN PLEASE RATE AND IF YOU HAVE
ANY QUESTIONS, IDEAS, OR COMMENTS PLEASE
MESSAGE ME. THANKS :)


Which one of my Dark Warrior anime characters are you? (anime pics) BOYS AND GIRLS
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How dark are you? (anime pictures){girls}
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   hello ppl
hey everyone. Im getting sick(again) Im just starting it. I DONT WANNA BE SICK!!!!! well g2g.
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What kind of Nightmare would you be if you were one?(anime pics,detailed results.Guys&girls!!)
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Saturday, December 31, 2005

::.What feeling are you trying to hide?.:: (awesome pictures!)
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Happy New Years ppl!!!^_^
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Monday, December 19, 2005

Your soul is Red! You are very passonate in
whatever you do. You love to try new things and
stretch the rules. You most likely (but I could
be wrong) are sporty and like to take on new
challenges head first. You're a leader and
probably have a ton of friends.

People are drawn to:
your sense of adventure

People are pushed away by:
your ability to not back down

Quotes:
"Better to die on your feet than live on your
knees."

"To the world you may be one person, but to
one person you may be the world."


What colour is your soul? - anime pics
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