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Our Destiny
Our Destiny
       The rainfall was burying the dust beneath its tread, erasing yesterday altogether. It had been eighty-seven years since the drought had stolen the beauty of the land from the hands of those who’d dwelt within. It was barren, parched, and cracked; Mother Nature would not repair it fully anytime soon. A few barns and farmhouses were scattered about the land, tattered and in shambles. They had been abandoned many years earlier, the land far too arid to support even cacti. The entire continent was vacant, as industry’s relentless toll had devoured even the far north. The snow and ice that once held reign over Greenland and Antarctica had melted only recently, and the planet was in panic. The inhabitants had all fled to small tropical islands and other rather empty land masses. The world would not survive much longer with such damage. We had been a greedy, over privileged people, and we had destroyed the earth with our ambition. The United
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Psychotica: Chapter Four
Psychotica
Chapter Four
       I was in a daze, and I faded in and out of reality. Was it happening? Was I finally slipping into a psychotic trance? I shoved Sal’s body beneath my bed, trying to erase the event from memory. This was personal now. I noticed the blood stains on the floor and cursed. How was I going to cover this up? I needed a rug, but as I went in search of one, my mind faded again.
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       “Does anyone know where Mandy is? She hasn’t been late to work once since I’ve known her, and especially now that she’s on such a sensitive case.” Kevin gazed around at the squadron. None of them seemed to know. He shook his head in
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Literature
The Rose
The Rose
A garden filled with tulips,
Free from harm and free of strife,
Save for one rose,
With venom it drips.
I gazed upon all that I had,
Putting aside the rose,
Trying simply to ignore,
But with the rose my heart became glad.
How elegant its’ petals grew,
And deep into my heart its’ roots sank.
The rose was my favorite,
And I lusted for the rose.
Quickly I gripped the stem,
Smiling as the thorns dug into my fingers.
I chose the rose over the tulips,
And now in poison do I bathe,
Wallowing eternally in sin.
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Psychotica: Chapter Three :iconcheat-freak:cheat-freak 0 0
Literature
Laid Waste
Laid Waste
       It was strong, dwelling within the depths of the murky space. A force not reckoned with, vague and relatively unknown by all who knew it. This unknown entity had exercised its power long ago, in ages known not by those alive today, to create a set of spheres. Boundless energy filled these spheres, some filled with energy in the form of gases, others in the form of solids. These spheres hung in the murky space, surrounded by the darkness. Other spheres, unrelated to this main set, were set out into the darkness. They were smaller, yet brighter, and contained no special energy of any kind. The vague force then summoned one last spherical object forth from within its power, but this one was different. It was a bright sphere, brimming with immense power. It became sovereign over the others, governing them, bending them to its will.
       The unknown was pleased with its deeds, and thus unfolded the beginning of humanity. On
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Horizon
Horizon
A single line extending forth
Reaching for the sky only to fall short.
A stretch to the plains of Africa
Curving into the ice caps of Antarctica.
The line stays true to its path
Never to fray, overlap, or stack.
The horizon, as we call it
Is always there for us to interpret.
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Psychotica: Chapter Two
Psychotica
Chapter Two
       As I pushed the station’s main door open and entered, the attendant motioned me over to her desk. “They’re expecting you in the conference room, so you might want to hurry. It seems rather urgent.” I nodded and strode quickly through the winding hallways until I was at the room. Inside, everyone was gathered around the table, a serious vibe surrounding them all. The commander spoke first.  “Glad you could join us, Mandy. Take a spot somewhere. What we’re talking about is classified and highly dangerous. A middle-aged woman came by last night fearing her life. She claims that she woke up in the middle of the night to a noise, and when she went out to see what it was, she saw a man. Says she saw every detail of his face and that when she checked her son’s room he was dead.”
       My pupils began to dilate, but I suppressed my urge to break down. “Have you alre
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Literature
Beyond Me
Beyond Me
And it flows
It all comes to me
Rushing down
Consuming me
A constant flow
All around me
A waterfall
Drowning me.
I’m not sure where I want to be:
Down here or above the fray?
Unsure which path to take:
Abandon my morals or forever stray?
Where does my allegiance lie?
In failing hearts and idle hands?
Or among the many who’ve stayed with me the whole way?
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Psychotica: Chapter One
Psychotica
Chapter One
       Life was good; better now than in the past. Both of my parents were deceased, killed by an unknown serial killer I’d vowed to bring vengeance upon. I had swam through the rivers Acheron and Cocytus to get to where I am today. I had a husband and children. I had a job as a law enforcer. All the depression and pills and sorrow in my life had been stored in a deep vessel within my heart, waiting for the moment it would all come out and wreak hell upon its victim. But that wasn’t for now, that was for later. Right now was for Sal, my spouse, and for my twins, Marshall and Rose. They were everything to me, and I couldn’t let that go.
       Sal had fixed dinner for the family: fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, some broccoli and corn. He was a great cook, and a great husband too. He stood with me on everything; never let me down. He kept me in a sane state, allowing my mind to stay clear and focus
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No Reason To Exist
No Reason To Exist
       Warm, red hands dip into cold water, returning pale and clean. The water, once clear, now ripples uneasily, tainted with blood. The hands quiver, wanting to forget what they’ve done. It is one thing to alter your fate, but to fully control another’s? The deed that has been committed is not one to be proud of--- things of this nature should never have been possible. The man knows this, but money is money. You take what you can get, regardless of the cost or the rate at which it slowly tears away at your soul.
       The man is doubled over, convulsing in a spastic contortion of one who in pure agony. He is vomiting continuously, unable to handle what he has done to himself. It happens every time, yet he returns anyways, like a dog to his own excrements. What he receives from them is more than enough to keep up the facade. Twenty minutes pass, and he finally reemerges from the latrine. The white lab coat draped
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Literature
The Mind's Eye
The Mind’s Eye
His mind’s eye is flaring
With scenes of pure hell
The pupil now viciously glaring
To the of the toll of the devil’s bell

And as these scenes cross through his mind the world around him continues. He is fully unaware of all that surrounds him. He does not notice the man to his side lighting a match, or the woman behind being mugged. He is in a trance.
Visions of fire and brimstone
They flow all around
Rivers of pain on him they hone
Trying to put him into the ground

The man is at a subway station, completely still on a bench. Tragic things are occurring all around him, yet he is still fully oblivious. He has been here for two hours now, and no mercy has been shown to him.
Terror is around him
And suddenly he is in control
Free to run away from them
The ones who seek him to take their toll

In his mind’s eye the man is experiencing pure hell, but it is a mere fabrication made by the subconscious mind to reflect
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Repercussions
Repercussions
       An exit sign flashes on and off in the distance, then turns off completely, leaving the hallway dark. The inside of the building is trashed, glass shattered, tables broken, leaves fluttering across the weathered tile. The wind was picking up, and a storm was on the horizon. The vehicle pulled up, shining light over the wreckage. The car turned off, and a door slammed shut. The man stood by his car a moment, just to turn away from the destruction before him and walk into the field opposite it.
       From inside the ruin, a sound rings out. The sound is rough, unpolished, indistinct. As the man walks, it marrs his heart. It is a sound he hasn’t heard in a while, a sound he knows all too well. He presses on, burying the damage within the deepest realms of his being. The man was approaching a newer building, a better building. Free of the chains binding him to his past--- a fresh start.
       The light
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Attempt at a Sarcastic/Horrible Narrator
Attempt At A Sarcastic/Horrible Narrator
It was a nice beautiful day on the 31st of August...or was it? Hold on, let me check my weather app. I mean, it was a sour, rainy day, with at least one tornado. Andy was in his room, probably doing nothing, because he has no life. As I say this, though, he’s making rude gestures at me, so maybe I’m wrong. Were you doing something, Andy? Okay, he’s telling me to leave him alone, so let’s move on. Let’s see, he’s probably the worst protagonist of a story, mostly because he’s a douche to everyone...especially me for some reason. But that’s about all there is to Andy...rather boring, isn’t he? He may have been doing homework, but who can say? “Um, I have the paper right here…,” Andy spat the words at me, full of hatred. Okay he’s nodding his head, so I clearly got that right. His mom is fixing dinner too...maybe pizza? No, wait, it’s spaghetti. Sorry, I’m gett
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Literature
Joy Unending
Joy Unending
Joy unending
May it never fade
Ever transcending
Never concave
It fills you ‘till it overflows
Somehow nearly too much
Away it never goes
On your heart it will clutch
Joy unending
Though it seems to waver
Though it’s barriers are bending
It will be a life-saver
Yes, may it always be
Yes, may it never cease
It will never let you go.
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Burden
Burden
A stare through the looking glass,
To remind yourself of times gone past.
Another fall into the depths,
To remind yourself of all the deaths.
A second dip into the water,
To cleanse yourself from the slaughter.
All the pain you bury within,
All the anguish you loathe in.
When will you drop this albatross,
To forget the angst and loss?
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After writing Chapter Three, it took me a while to start to feel like writing Chapter Four. The motivation had to be there, or else I knew the Chapter would suck. But I also had to decide on which ending I wanted to follow, and Chapter Four is where the story would finally pick up speed. I had three endings to choose from, and with some insight from a close friend I finally decided on what I'll dub "Alternate Ending 1". I chose this ending because it was overall better than the original and opened up the opportunity for a lot of interesting things. This sneak peek is, of course, the first paragraph, as it's a little short, but it reveals a lot of what's going to happen. Hopefully anyone who reads this will be intrigued by it. Here it is:

        I was in a daze, and I faded in and out of reality. Was it happening? Was I finally slipping into a psychotic trance? I shoved Sal’s body beneath my bed, trying to erase the event from memory. This was personal now. I noticed the blood stains on the floor and cursed. How was I going to cover this up? I needed a rug, but as I went in search of one, my mind faded again.


  • Listening to: Jesus Wept, Died in my Sleep, Cold Winter Sun
  • Reading: Absolutely nothing I've been lying
  • Watching: YouTube crap
  • Playing: Pokemon & Mario Maker
  • Eating: Whatever I have and want to eat.
  • Drinking: Random available liquids.

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Chapter Five will definitely take a while.
Regarding Chapter Two, I also noticed in one section I stated the following: "The woods by the lake" and later said the man was jumping into a river. This is not a mistake. The lake is by the town, the woods off to the right of the lake, and then the river inside of the wooded area.
A couple of tweaks have been made to wording in Psychotica: Chapter Two so that it would make more sense.
Chapter Four of Psychotica will take a bit longer to come out...
I finally updated the links on my recent things...

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I love to write, so it's what I do. My projects are all fantasy, sci-fi, poetry, and never nonfiction.

Various Recent Addictions (Not drug related):
Bands: Demon Hunter, Red, Starset, Switchfoot
Songs/Albums: Vessels by Starset,
Demon Hunter (variety of songs)
Drink: Whatever keeps me alive
Writing: Psychotica [hoping to begin on some poems soon]
Games: Destiny


I'm now hyped for Destiny 2 in September 2017!
Demon Hunter "Outlive" Review: 7/10
The album has a great message. Guitars sound great, vocals are great, but the lyrics and some instrumental parts lack the intricacy I love DH for. Good but not the best.
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