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My Random ponderingsHere are a few of my random, in places, unfinished ponderings. Thought I might as well compile them all and possibly add to them a bit later. Hope you enjoy these and they get you thinking.My Random ponderings
LIFE VS EXISTENCE
Life is a paradoxical paradigm, we except the existence of life as a science of function... but living is a juxtaposition of existence... yet both are given and taken by the will of mankind. Existence is for the living, a point of origin on the axis of time. But life is for those whom actively experience what living has to offer… Life is about testing your limits, existence is knowing them. Both life and exi
by ~Dark-hearted-hero
Heroes Chapter 1Heroes Section 1:Heroes Chapter 1
Darkness falls and the business men come out.
The city is dark as I leave my apartment. Midnight. Despite the harsh blow of the winter’s air I am purposefully dragging my feet so I would be “fashionably late”. The meeting place isn’t far from now. I can smell it already. Not an easy task for a human nose, but not impossible. Morbidly but none the less thankfully I have become accustomed to the sickly sweet scent of death.
I turn the corner, my hand on my dagger as a precautionary safety net, and see a small group of hooded figures entering a nearby building; I would have to mak
by ~Dark-hearted-hero
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Rotted Souls...Rotted Souls and Polluted AtmospheresRotted Souls...
There is a stench once you enter the atmosphere.
A horrible stench that smells like what you might imagine a liquefying corpse would times infinity. It nauseates you, and if there were any contents in your stomach you are sure they would have found their way up, making their own, rather unremarkable contribution to the stench.
You move closer to the planet which the atmosphere you just came through belongs to, and the stench gets stronger. So strong that it burns your lungs and makes you scream in pain.
When the polluted air enters your nose and mouth and runs thro
by ~tigerpusen05
RORSCHACHDog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murderRORSCHACH
will foam up about their waists
and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"...
and I'll look down and whisper
"No."
They had a choice, all of them.
They could have followed in the footsteps
of good men like my fat
by ~mono22chrome
RorschachToday the world ends, but in the meantime I’ve a case, a bar to clear out, fingers to break, maybe arms, rough work exhuming the facts, why else frequent this juke joint where the whores go cheap, everyone's half cut, even the kids run high on drugs, little crack weasels, no one holding out for zilch beyond the next hit. I put on my face and I’m indestructible, a force of nature, doing what no one else will. Through cheap stalls, stale tat, fast food, fry-ups and red light districts, New York has gone to hell, racketeers in life’s temple, car gets jacked, they just stand byRorschach
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| hi, I'm Adam but everyone that knows me calls me Coster what can I say bout myself? I'm me if that makes any sense I like to do whatever I want and roam where ever I want I'm not restricted or ruled by anyone or anything other than my own mind I'm the dark hearted hero in a world that doesnt need heroes a legend in a world long forgotten and if you're wondering what a dark hearted hero is it's the character whom sees nothing but black and yet still fights in vain for a revolution to make the world a better place which describes my sociopath behaviour in a nut shell I'm an unstoppable force that has found myself repeatedly banging my head against several immovable object throughout my short life which I do not deny that I both love and loath myself for I am a self proclaimed emotionally damaged narcasist of whom learnt long ago that i must guard my emotions I find pleasure in the little things that make the world go round, more accurately the little darknesses i can inflict without getting caught I am a dark hearted hero, a guardian, a sky pirate and a space cowboy I'm free yet bound to a cause but how else can I be truly free? |
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- Current Residence: UK
- Interests: anything that makes the time fly
- Favourite movie: Watchmen, shaun of the dead
- Favourite genre of music: rock
- Operating System: PC
- Shell of choice: shotgun
- Wallpaper of choice: i prefer paint ^.^
- Skin of choice: mine?
- Favourite gaming platform: RPG
- Personal Quote: "the truest power is being able to find something to smile about when everything around you is
- Tools of the Trade: pen, sword and stephascope
- MSN: spacecowboy2847@hotmail.co.uk
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