Long ago I had a dream,
Of happy worlds,
And brighter things,
I rode in the mouth of a giant fish,
Down the rapids that were faster than this,
I saw a space ship become a city,
In the basin of a waterfall cascade,
I saw a park filled with hope,
And a city of monsters that always fought,
I felt...
There's nothing left,
But the beat of your heart,
When all else fails,
Just trust in yourself,
And if you don't think,
That you can do it,
Just remember that,
I will always be there to help you through it.
The power of the mind,
The desire of the soul,
Wherein lies the truth,
Of the Alchemist's Home,
At the end of every day
He'd be smarter than before,
Then he trained for years,
Before arriving at the core,
After Twenty-Seven Years,
He was finally defeated,
By the man who out-screamed him,
And...
So as it turns out, if I have someone to write for, my poetry is actually not terrible. Which is great because this entire thread is filled to the brim with a focus on me and my emotions.
I propose an alternate route to the Good Ending of this Life Story. I write very specifically for someone...
"The Idiot Poet"
There once was was a man so lonely,
He spent four years learning poetry,
He loved the art of crafting words,
He forgot the reason why,
Then came the final day,
As quickly as he ran away,
He soon realized his mistake,
So today he remains a virgin,
Who can be this dumb,
His name...
Yeah. I can believe that. Who's to say we cannot build a portable personal stargate that people can be trained to use as part of a Space Training Academy? All we would really need to do is reverse engineer a Stargate and find a way to make it smaller and portable.
Do you know how people have...
Nice. I wonder how many decades it'll take to have technology similar to Stargates. I mean, if we really think about it, all magic could technically be considered highly advanced science at a certain point. lol
Have you ever felt lonely, when you knew you weren't alone? Like you have people to call, but you feel like calling on them would bother them too much, so you don't.
Have you ever spent years acting like you're something or someone you're not, only to realize you no longer remember who you...
Hello, I'm an Explorer. I am Twenty-Six. My Specialty is my Imagination. I have Asperger's Syndrome which is a form of Autism. I'm not a Savant, but I do have certain skills I've trained over the years.
I usually wear an Emotional Mask, a Persona, if you will. I tend to change my personality...
When I was in high school I thought of a Suit someone could wear that would allow them to travel through space without the need for a spaceship. It was a suit created by Realizing Augmented Reality around the person's body. It could be programmed to do pretty much anything.
It was a part of my...
Fixed-Point Theory: A Fixed Point in Time Cannot be Altered by Past Events or Future Outcomes wherein said events and outcomes are caused by something else.
Quantum Fixed-Point Theory: A Fixed Point in Space while being observed cannot be altered by Space or Time except by itself, either it...
As the title says.
I'm a poet at heart, and I've written plenty of poetry throughout my younger school days. But I've never been able to sit down and just write consistently for anything but Poetry and the occasional Short Story. I'm thinking about writing stuff on this site as practice...