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Philosophy FTW (9) (38%)
Poetry is where it's at (3) (13%)
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Loved the Novelle (0) (0%)
All of 'em (6) (25%)
Give an idiot a button to push and watch the magic happen (6) (25%)
  Posted on May 1, 2009 15:16
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WHOOOOOOOOOOOA, JUST WHOOOOOOOOOOOA THATS ONE LONG STORY. BUT IMMA READ IT ALL.:cool
  Posted on May 28, 2009 19:59
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The Killing Scheme of Four and The Meaning of Poetry added to the Poetry section of the portfolio
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  Posted on June 1, 2009 09:44
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It will take me quite a while to gather the energy and my mind to read your stories and screenplays as my brain is quite rusted right now.

However I've read every single of everything else...and just bookmarked this page like I should have done long time ago.

I will not critique this as I feel each of your philosophies are gathered thru time and experience and should not be just graded upon within a single post.

there's my comment.

'Don't rob banks if you're bored. Don't do drugs if you're bored. Don't street race if you're bored. If you're bored do something with life, not death.' this made me laugh out loud :laugh

I also don't understand why people didn't comment on it as much...stuff like this gets commented on N-B despite it having way less members than here...maybe everyone is just here for the drama LOOL
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  Posted on June 4, 2009 02:24
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Well, thanks for the feedback junebuggy. The reason, the real reason I think this stuff doesn't get commented on is because on a popularity scale I fall pretty short.(That's sounds bitter I know, but I just like to think it's the truth). Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't say I wish I had notority, but let's face it that comes with a steeper price and a much more difficult road. People blindly running to my defense at the first sign of trouble isn't my idea of being a good writer.

I don't really share the joy I experience writing my work, except with a few special people in my clan and aside from them I don't really like publicizing something I feel indifferent about anyway.

After I've written something, that's it. It's really just gone. A fleeting thought sprouted, plucked, and encased for all to enjoy. I look forward to writing what's new and what moves me. I don't feel a obligation to my craft and because of that I think I'll be writing for many years to come. As they come one after another, I'll turn my pages and let the saturation of ink and paper be my mental canvas. Words can't encaspulate well enough the imagery I possess, but since I lack any other artistic skill, they'll simply have to do.

Thanks again june, glad you read some of my work. And I take the bookmarking remark as the highest form of compliment.
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  Posted on June 4, 2009 02:25
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nice stuff.....keep it up
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bump cuz its sekcy
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  Posted on June 16, 2009 23:42
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So far I've read all of your philosophies and poems - with October 2nd being my current favorite. I must say, your showcase is truly underrated and deserves much more attention than other popular showcases that come to mind. But like everything on this forum - and life - it is about popularity. I've favorited this thread in hopes of reading the rest of your work in my free time.

Splendid work, Dawsoe20.
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Sixx wrote:
So far I've read all of your philosophies and poems - with October 2nd being my current favorite. I must say, your showcase is truly underrated and deserves much more attention than other popular showcases that come to mind. But like everything on this forum - and life - it is about popularity. I've favorited this thread in hopes of reading the rest of your work in my free time.

Splendid work, Dawsoe20.

Meh, I don't really care how many people read my showcase. I'm just glad those that do read it, enjoy what they find. If it inspires more writing or other artistic endevors, I'd gladly stay in obscurity the rest of my life.

Thanks for the praise though, it's always inspiring and helpful to hear nice things said about my work.

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  Posted on July 28, 2009 14:04
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nice job bro... keep it up
hope someday you'll have your own bestseller:amused
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VI: Wordplay

Pessimistic Definitions

Fortune: The only surest way to have a bad one, throwing your money in a pool of water.

Luck: For when you have nothing left to lose except any chance of winning the next game.

Grief: Because like Charlie Brown you know that when you're down it just makes everyone feel a bit better about themselves.

Charity: Throwing your overpriced valuables away to make room in your house for the next shipment of lucrative items.

Inspiration:Plagiarism and unoriginality since the dawn of creation. (Copyright 2009)

Misunderstood: Because nobody understands you like the person who feels sorry for you the most.

Moderator: Please hold your questions until they are done talking. And please do not discuss anything unless you ask to do so.

Waiting: Things that happen suddenly involve suffering. Things that happen overtime involve more suffering.

Thoughtfulness: Realizing you learned more about one person than you have in 3rd grade math.


Evil: Every reason to be good is offset by the thrill of self-employment and superior health care plans.

Understanding: I understand your views are different than mine. So put down the gun and let me kill you.

Partner: Take 100% of the credit with 0% of the blame, 50% of the time.

Life: Asking the answer to give us the question.

Defeat: Always first place in the race of disgrace.

Clouds: A reminder that water can kill you, electricity can kill you, wind can kill you, but today the sun won't give you cancer.


Desire: Everything in life you've ever wanted on layaway.

Courage: The fool who thinks because he's better than you that stupidity is a non-punishable offense.

Exception: No. You're not it.

Begging: The only thing more pathetic than doing it is promising to pay the person back.

Backstab: When you see the end coming, it's dishonorable to turn around.

Careful: Being aware that eventually life is going to f*$& you up.


Happiness: The reason you wake up in the morning. So people can't have any.

Change: An alternative failure to your continued success at falling short.

Negotiation: When made an offer you can't refuse, simply oppose the idea of accepting offers.

Loathing: Knowing people are better than you, doesn't mean you have to like it.

Peace: See 'Effects of Apocalypse'


Dragon Age- Origins: Doesn't begin with dragons

Time: Waste it. Spend it. Lose it. Need it. The only difference between it and money: Yours isn't worth anything to anybody else.

War: You're not speaking my language. Die.

Civil War: You're not speaking my language correctly. Die.

World War: We will settle for being bilingual as long as we get rid of those other troublesome languages. Die.

Honor: Dying with your pants on.

Respect: "That's a BIGGGGGGG sword."

Sleep- Because procrastination involves waiting.

Reason- The excuse we cling to, with dear life.

Constitution- Establishes how much I'll put up with you until I need mental therapy.

Nothingness- Without a care, thought, or penny. See also: "drugged"


(Went over the 20,000 word limit....again :/ )

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  Posted on November 10, 2009 17:08
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its so nice i am going to read all of this:amused :amused :amused
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Uggg my philosophy section had to be extended and now my poetry section is overloaded...damn this word post limit. Anyway without further ado,

VII: Poetry- Cont...

The Free Son

Free son,
Tell me, why do you march today.
All I ask is for a reason,
Something to explain why you act this way.

Free son,
Tell me, what do you plan to do.
You say "It is the season."
But I want to know the truth.

Free son,
Tell me, why you've left us all behind.
You tell me it's because of treason
And you didn't commit the crime

Free son,
Tell me, why you're now in jail.
Once before the deeds done
I knew such a kinder self.

Free son,
Tell me, when you finally come,
Back to the house to see us
Will you resent freedom?

Uninspired Testament

On the walls, on the telly, in the streets of the city
On the bus, on the highway, on the screen at the movies
Murmur the words, stirred, blurred from the back of your head
Scream, obscene to the scene until you get some respect
If we're better off dead, get it out of your head
The message uninspired isn't what will need to be said

Values, morals, scruples, truth
Not such figures found with proof
Not much reason for salutes
Don't pollute the jaded troops, with heralding of crimes if the line's obtuse.

Shut the door, then your mouth
Keep the cold in from getting out
Maybe what this is all about
Heat of the streets is getting you down

Stop right here, count to three seconds
1...2...I'm going to teach a short lesson
Inspiration of menace is such a terrible thing
The sound of hatred doesn't have a suitable ring
Confession that regression serves no lords but only the king
Still a way to get ascension is using the wings, rising above
Finding some love, amidst the hurt and the sting

Hotter than hell, suffocate on that smell
But endure the lure, the blatantly obvious tells
What you know to be coming, echoed by yells
Is as simple to explain as your mind to yourself
Shelving away all the shame and regrets
Placing the blame and then taking all bets
What stays the same despite the rooks and the vets?
An old code was rewrote, screaming "Testament!"

Silence

Screaming words spinning through the ether.
They'll take theirs, you'll take yours
I have no need for neither

You're bothered by the noises,
Even though I stay muted all the time.
But despite the choices, so much louder are the voices
Drunk off the very poison of the words once heard, "I'm fine"

You can keep on talking
Keep up the violence in your head
Quiet from my mute compliance
The silence means I'm dead.

The Angry Notice

Redish-jagged scribble, spotted on the page
Renew your hue to something blue, brown, or maybe beige

I won't ignore your insults, incessant crimson tone
The loudness of that shade is more vibrant than a star has ever shone

You remind of a bicycle I rode once when I was three
And I wagon ride when I was five, both involved my bloody knee

When I see your myriad pattern, I recall a time I was confused
No team would pick the six-year-old with sticks protruding from his shoes

Reddish-jagged scribble you know I wanted to become a tree
And even now you laugh somehow, and prolong this mockery.

Your thin lines want my trust, to betray me on a whim
Like when I got lost at seven, then at eight and nine again.

You stupid tiny doodle, whatever put you on this page,
Crap here comes the teacher..."Travis, that's not an 'A'".

Unheard Confession

Ponder if I might exhale
Tenacious is my ragged breath
Evidence that seeks me paired
A knife in spite of airless death

Without a word you cling
Bringing my body to your shoulder
In your eyes I once was your dream
When my confesses reached another

In my placid stare you search
For a signal or a sign
I can't confess without a shout
Nor address the doubt, you're mine

Think to press my chest
But allow the futility to fade
Remember now my time with you
Beseech this far-reaching masquerade

Light shall be turning soon with swooning velvet, maroon and violet sheets
Wrongly bore this broken soul is now forever yours to keep

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Close your eyes.
Hold your breath.
Feel the warmth,
Inside yourself.

Know my face,
And my heart's will.
Under any star
I love you still.

Something Significant

Forget me not,
And I shall render,
What you forgot,
And shall remember.

Essence of the Day

The best day of my life.
Let me think.
It's not one I can think of.
Does that mean I can't remember it?
Is that really the answer?

The worst day of my life.
Some recent days come to mind.
I can't remember anything old.
Does that mean only bad things are happening to me now?
That doesn't sound right.

The most memorable day of my life.
Well I don't recall an entire day that significant.
Can it just be a memorable moment?
Scratch that, I can't think of one either.
Not anything memorable I'd say.

The most important day of my life.
This one.
Because I'm living it.
Who cares about the others?
I'm only here today.

Going

The journey I take before I step,
Starts at the end of my next breath.

Plunging, charging, shooting, dream.
You my nothing and everything.

When I exhale and hold my lip,
I think the destiny of my trip.

Foolish things to see so keen,
Clouds, fences, paths, ravines.

And though I treck through all, the none.
I can't idley walk with chance to run.

Come on, approach the time for these,
Lift the feet and bend the knees.

Simplicity

So many ways
Encapsulate
The feelings that reside

In her eyes
Both their hands
Then two words replied

Fondness shown
Way unknown
And no one dare denied

The words she used
Couldn't be more true
She nearly stopped and cried

"I do"

The Unforgiving Truth

Why regret the mistake that you left,
Brought you to the mischief like a mystery?

Guilt on your face and eyes reeling lies,
Is this how you show that you're sorry?

A word never uttered, and throat swollen shut,
You can sweat and shake to your knees.

If I so dismiss your courage to fail,
You can bury that apology.

Forgiveness not sought,
Only conveniently traded for the image of you that does suffer.

My reason's not bought, and who would have thought
That one man is an incapable lover.

A fake and joker sits in my sight,
My hands folded and head hung out of sight.

If the pen is to paper and mirror to maker
Then I can show what I know to be right.

Deceive the believers!
And propagate feelings of remorse through the ages!

Though fools of us all you surely made,
Below the surface you know what has faded.

Lost in this world created by you,
With volumes of knowledge you've spoken.

Not one word of truth has ever been used,
So now, ask yourself how a soul can be woken?

If there was a way to redeem, the absence of facts,
What would remain is nothing but blame,

A cowardly liar wandering off to be lost,
The inevitable true path he claimed.

Servant

A well placed judgment for a pet
To follow soundly your master's call
Block out your ears and without your dear-
est of memories, sanctioned small

A lap to warm you by the fire
And a fist to ward away the pain
What burns then does never tire
One man's body will be the bane

Leaving out those splendid reasons
Of why you will not survive alone
Devoid of any thought of treason
You succumb to what is unknown

Poorest creature mixed with wit
Your complacent tongue will be your fall
When dear master begins to hit
The voiceless rasp, will be your call.

Deathbed Perceived

Flooded in white, I see
Questioning why, believe
I know it's time, dying
Hold the map higher

Stringent and bare, fingers
Searing my mind, clearer
Struggling free, nearer
Every patient expires

Leave me to eyes, harder
Feel me depart, martyr
Keeping your faith where it belongs, among partners
Aim risen, conspired.

The sky will be filled to the brim in your blood
You practicing fools who can speak but not love
Every bargaining cretin in their last passing breath
Will be afforded no mercy with a payment of death
Left are the sons, and the brothers related
The ones who I cared for, protected, and hated.
By choice it was not to share a gene in that pool
No longer shall I be played by divine fools
Who mocked all my logic and broke all my tools
And had no forgiveness for who broke their rules

I'll say this as sanely and plain as I can
I am no imperfect god, I am an infallible man.

Reluctance

Edge of my grasp
A moment of regret
Slips from my reach
Stop, still, be still
Hand of fate reluctant
Has never caused such trepidation

Forgive my fear please
I know not what I do
Inaction breeds such evil
And unaware this catalyst
Can only cry in shame, asking
Beseeching a better resolution

Perhaps it is right
Correctly placed in my heart
Shaking free of amnesty
This dark recess in the soul
Will give me comfort at least for now
While the world crumbles all around this cowering man

No hope in others
No faith in myself
Only knowing,
All things must end
My hand is still once again
What is worth my touch?

Abject Friend

Your mouth will only lie
So look into my eyes
Before I take your life
Give me reason you should die

I can't say I never did this
Erased one friend's existence
But throughout I'll stay consistent
These walls of laws are stringent

If I quarrel with my morals
Just for a second longer
My resolve will soon dissolve
And I'll pray I was only stronger

Seethe forth the animosity
Invoke my curiosity
With eyes glaring with hostility
Pain propelled at such velocity

I'll suffer through this destiny
As long as it's just you and me
And when you leave my company
I'll grow up and show my sympathy

No time to sort my orders
Close my vision, cross the borders
You lived your turn and now you'll burn
With the blade in you I'm torn up

Every heartbeat and exasperation
Emboldens the situation
When facing this relation
It comes, stunned, the revelation

You believed in me
Doubted all else
I questioned peace
And choose war for myself

Digital Rooster

Indiscriminate sound
Absence mocking me absolutely
A world existing with you plaguing my own
My very contempt shall be screeched
Detestable siren
Fervor mounting, bore out of man's intent
You teach and try too simply
Hoarding time I haven't spent
I'd cry foul if only you knew those words
Curse you, shrieking spectacle
Ruthless sound drowning in my ears
The sun I'd have before you
Dwelling on my mind, this rock
Nothing changes the face of time
And I despise the fact you do remind
Irritable alarm clock

At the Top of the World

I can only see down
When the world looks back up
Vibrant greens paint the floors
Filling my peripheral sense

Outside of this body
My soul has reached out
Among a sprawling cerulean
One spec blots the sky

Only held up by this earth
By a solid rock shelf
In form of no glory
This vessel is prized

A pity no one can see what I see
All below is much more precious than I

Containment's Greeting

There's a change disappearing in the darkness
There's a chance if I only try my hardest
That I might save what we call the same

A voice goads me behind every wall and every curtain
A choice is what I pray for to make my answer certain
If I choose wrong then your promise will fade away

Time stops as this abyss is drawing nearer
Gazing at the lights as they abandon the future
My only hope now is the presence that you sustain

A grip on my hand is released sending me reeling
And I'm confronted by this unfamiliar feeling
With no force to guide my course I go insane

Apart finally of the dismal dreary madness
All is so recognizable within this piercing blackness
I believe I have at last found my welcome domain

Sanctuary
Comfort me
Rid of these
Memories

By myself
No one else
On the shelf
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  Posted on November 15, 2009 18:25
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Wow, I loved every single minute of reading that. Don't stop, your gonna be big.
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Wow:amazed garr i could never make a story that long you are #1
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Grown in Assertion

I knew my father as a trader
His service would provide us living
But he did not serve us, not this traitor
Breath of contempt would be his giving

So he tried to provide
For my family as he knew how
This went by until I proved I
Would, not again, this hoax allow

No longer a mindless servant
Could I stand to be
Then stronger, the smartest savant
Had realized hostility

Suffering rung out my fate
Such a stinging revelry
But now there's nothing more to complicate
That choice made for decency

My Worst Enemy is my Imaginary Friend

Out my mind
Out am said
Out thou right
Of thou head.

Steady reading
Wandering eyes
Glimpsing words
From out mouth rhymes.

Corners ending
In your smile.
Take my purity
Bliss beguiled.

Is it yours?
An effect of sorts
So the forces
Do report.

You had sighted
Simply seen
This person I
Have never been.

Without a claim
Unknownst by voice
I die by name
Without a choice.

Madness do
What goodness shun
Lasting for
A game of fun.

Stop this
Stop this
End it all.

Something is not quite right.
It was not me, but clearly was.
I...
Think...
I...
Have...
A...
Message.

Apathy and sympathy
Sanctimoniously an epiphany
Dangerous and seemingly

No story fits this allegory
No feeling fills this unjust dealing
No moral code permits it so,
And still I wonder, nothing.

No Goodbyes

I pray for the words
To say what will make everything fine
I stumble and mumble
You try so hard to smile, and cry

If nothing gets better,
Please tell me that things aren't gonna get worse
Suppose it don't matter
When everyone's feelings get hurt

Just so you know
With one wish that I know could come true
I'd take all my happiness
And make it a gift just for you

You hug tight
It's alright
I'm still here
By your side
I can't promise the freedom to choose a new life
This heart you give is still beating and breathing with mine...

In doubt
Without
Right as I leave
You are crushed to ground

But this too
Shall pass
A moment of weakness
In the love that we have

Faith with your love
Remember to keep both warm
Before you will know it
I'll come right back to our home

And we'll hold
One another
Again.

Probable Outcome

At the breast of nature
Is the death of man
Unavoidable future?
Or a master plan...

Expectation

The truth is this
I wait too long
Despite the outcomes holding no consequence
Or so I think, I wait
Problems growing before my very eyes
Arriving before the dice can fall
No chance to roll with the punches
Beaten before I begin
At the start of the confrontation, beguiled
In the face of my worst concerns
I have not learned a thing
And through it all I still must suffer another lesson
Teaching me a new variance of
Pain, but without relief
And the wait continues
Without any way of knowing the endless
Turmoil which shall be endured
Expecting for a clue to drop
Some life in this lie

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