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I think life is a journey that is best appreciated when you lose the map sometimes. Those journeys that take you where you did not expect and are now are part of who you are. I read, I imagine, I take risks and never blame anyone else for my behavior. I take

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Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Growing old: 4 of 130
They never tell you all the benefits of growing old. Oh well, sure they tell you about AARP (rat bastards) and how you are certainly not getting older you are getting better. You know the stock phrases you want to just punch someone for saying. But they leave out all the really nifty stuff about growing older.A prime example ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life's journey: 17 of 307
~ journey~spring rain falls...one droplet trails down the pane of glassits course wavering..it touches another and they form togetheronetogetherthey move a course unsteadyhaltingshifting their courseever traveling downwardtheir goalunknownthe glass holds imperfections moving headlongtheir journey seemingly smooththe shimmer o... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Isolation: 2 of 32
above it all alone...I watch the sun risebut I don't feel the warmthI watch the mist seep across the lawnkissing each blade of grass as it moves slowly alongand I can't remember when my lips were kissedI can't remember what it feels to be touchedI watch the day go byand wonder where the joy hidesI can feel the breeze whisper ... More..
Hobbies & Games > Role Playing & War Games Tips for roleplaying your character: 1 of 11
Tips for Creating your CharacterIn the beginning - Read the Manual First.It all starts somewhere. Every multi-user role-playing game you ever stepped your virtual' foot into starts with a beginning the creation story for that world. Oft times one of the first things a dedicated player will do is read the story' of the world t... More..
Creative Writing > Novel Excerpts Novel excerpts: Fantasy: 39 of 387
Dire Need "Bloody Hell, Bloody Hell, Bloody Hell!" Kiran was not sure if he was cursing himself, the five wolves snarling at the base of the tree he perched in, or his bloody horse. "Kiran Armstrong you are ten kinds of an idiot and ten kinds of a fool." His voice seemed to cause even the leaves tremble. Fully deep with the r... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Reflections: 29 of 242
Grand CentralTo my left the hookers stand in their short skirts and fuzzy jackets hoping that the cold won't keep the Johns awayIn front of me Three young women are a tad overweightdressed in clothes a bit too tight with smiles a bit too brighttrying to hail a cab. Laughing as their evening begins hope for love.Pushing me asi... More..
Relationships & Family > Grief & Loss Death of a parent: 11 of 71
Pain before Beauty In our early years, pain is limited to our personal experience; beauty is illuminated for us by what we are taught is beautiful. Our parents' concept of beauty becomes our own until we journey further though life discovering for ourselves new perceptions. My early perceptions of pain and beauty were gather... More..
Arts & Humanities > Thoughts on Writing Examples of metaphors and how to use them: 8 of 35
More than Words - Timeless use of Metaphors We can travel back and forth through time and yet some messages remain the same and the use of metaphors as a means of seduction is as timeless as the concept of seduction. Once cavemen were no longer dragging women by their hair into their caves men have become cleverer in their pu... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Freedom: 70 of 283
Free to be me...I thought that once you had gone I would feel so alone....I thought being alone would be the razors edge of loneliness.But now that you have gone I realize....I was lonelier with you - because you were never really there.I realize now that you were taking away parts of me.NowI am free to be the me that was los... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Soul-searching: 21 of 79
kaleidoscopeSwirling, twisting, turning.The meteor shower of my soul.Glints of color,Sparks of lightTwisting, shimmeringAlways changingGems of truthBound in rings of goldWords unspokenThoughts untoldLove deflectedA twist and images flyShaping again spinning backThe past cold frigid lightShifting reflections of the pastForming... More..