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A spark, A rose, A lightOn the parched, droughty garden of my soul, where so many had long lost hope, where so many had tried to plant a flower, build a beautiful garden - but everything failed     
And then you came...   
In a small corner of my soul you noticed it... A spark of hope. Oh, it was nothing, fleeting, unstable, hardly able to live on its own but you desperately clung to it.  
 
As if your very life depended on its survival.  
 
And trying to prove yourself right, each day you came, watering it, nurturing it, giving it care and patience.   
 
You said...   
«If you don't bel A spark, A rose, A light
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a matter of choiceI'm in a cold place. I don't know where I am but everything feels cold; the white paint on the walls, the square tiles on the ground, thousand and thousands of them, neatly arranged with the precision of a swiss knife. It all feels so cold despite the tall windows letting in the sun and the warmth.   
I shiver as I start looking around me. I notice it's not only the tiles on the ground that fit like identical pieces of a big white puzzle. As far as I can see there must be aruond ten, fiteen floors, locked doors after locked doors piled on floors with the same locked doors, leading probably to other buildings like that, with square t a matter of choice
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a beautiful anomalyI was reading a crime novel that was failing to 'grab me by the throat' as the neon-green ads on the book cover had all promised, when a 'booooo' followed by some light giggling caught my attention. I looked around the room, looked to the outside at the beach, looked back to the inside, but I saw nothing. I tried to concentrate on the book again, but again there was some booing and giggling and this time I realized where it was coming from. Though the complete stillness I could see a curtain shaking and I recognized pair of feet from under the curtain belonging to my little niece nadia.   
I approached her as silently as I could, dr a beautiful anomaly
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Monkey FarmThis town is like a ghost town; each writer shoots worried glances over their shoulders, kept and cast under the shadow of the Literati. From behind the barred shutters of a bedroom window, only one woman has strength enough to disobey their direct rule.  
 
«Why do we follow their rules, we have free will people!» she exclaims, grabbing a few sheets of paper and throwing them in the air.   
The sound of steps on the cold stony floor...   
 
«Let's break our chains and fight for our freedom » she says, shaking her wild red mane.  A thousand of bookkeepers follow her examples, innumerable sheets fly are Monkey Farm
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sleeping cat
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balinese dancer
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The woman was laying on her bed, she wasn't feeling well and didn't feel like she was going to be able to get up. Her health had been increasingly bad lately and it had starting to worry her a bit.   
While laying there with her eyes closed and trying to get herself to move from the bed, she felt something beside her and opened her eyes, just to discover a man, sitting on the bed. Normaly a situation like this would have caused her to scream or try to run away, but for some reason, she was calm.   
-"Who are you?" she asked.   
-"I am your guardian angel." he answered.  -"All your life I have been by your si
Guardian angel
by =erikalr

Ok, first off a few grammar or typing mistakes I've noticed: first paragraph: it should be 'it had started worrying her a b...

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Across my corn-yellow sheets of warm cotton,  upon my nothing fancy kind of bed,  
she grins and splays herself out.  
 
Her wings unseen, beneath her gleaming body  and every little tuck & fold of her sleek skin.   
She says it's more comfortable on my rickety bed,  that it's nicer than hers- and bigger too.   
She likes it because it smells like me,  least, that's what she tells me.   
Invitingly, she smiles to me and beckons with a long-fingered hand  a momentary hesitation, she pouts at me because she knows I'm teasing.   
I slip across the expanse between us,
Pagan angel. -edit... Again-
by =SorrowBurn

I really loved this piece, what I liked above all was how you this mystical angel-like creature did mundane, everyday stuff and yet sti...

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The rain is spitting down from a galvanized sky   
The old man approaches the bank exterior   
There are some people milling about inside   
His face is a ruin of alleys and cobblestones   
His back bent nearly double   
He has that arms-forward orangutan shuffle   
His mouth hangs open   
He gets a leg up on the sidewalk and strains toward the double doors   
He grasps a door handle and pulls with some force   
Then he tries the next one   
Then he tries again   
There is a look of disbelief that he exudes   
His trance-lik
Age
by *hell-on-a-stick

I really liked the way you almost fell sorry for the guy for the shortcomings due to age and at the same time you can't help feeli...

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15 reasons why I'm at dA

Journal Entry: Wed Dec 17, 2008, 3:07 AM
  • Mood:
  • Listening to: Zazie
  • Reading: The Dark Jewels Trilogy by Anne Bishop
  • Watching: The Sarah Connor Chronicles
I support the rose and biting satire :nod:



ok, I've been three years now at this great place, so I thought it was time to reflect what keeps me posting and commenting and chatting.... And since pictures notoriously say more than words, here are twenty example for what is for me the inventiveness, attitude and spirit that that dA's all about :)

If you enjoy some of the pics, I'm sure the artist would love to hear a comment about it :)

Anyway, enough talking, here come the pics in no special order of preference:


by=AntiSocial-Butterfly


by ~immanuel


by ^cosfrog


by `suzi9mm


by: *flash750


by *noah-kh


by ~MySweetDarkness


by *LinzArcher


by *enayla


by ~Migueltreze


by `autumnights


by *visceral


by ~france-wance


by ~bereavedheart


by =agonybliss

And here they are, fifteen deviations of talented and wicked deviants ;) and yeah, I do have a thing for women with tats... :cough:

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Devious Info

  • Current Residence: basel, switzerland
  • Interests: writing, music, asian culture
  • Favourite movie: tcm, evil dead, the lodger, battle royale, the meaning of life, usual suspects, holy grail
  • Favourite band or musician: ac/dc, the clash, jacques brel, anathema, opeth, my dying bride, katatonia
  • Favourite genre of music: anything dark or moody, with good lyrics and guitars :)
  • Favourite artist: dali, warhol, giger, royo, neil gaiman, frank miller, alan moore
  • Favourite poet or writer: stephen king, douglas adams, poe, lovecraft, baudelaire, kafka, murakami, phillipe dick, palahniuk
  • Favourite photographer: the guy who did the kubrick movies, just beautiful :)
  • Favourite style of art: b&w, erotic, fantasy, abstract
  • Operating System: Windows XP (Though I'm rather inclined to test Mac OS once it'll be available for pentiums)
  • MP3 player of choice: iPod
  • Shell of choice: Windows XP
  • Wallpaper of choice: depends on my mood
  • Skin of choice: preferably my own
  • Favourite game: fallout 1+2, planescape torment, half-life 1, doom, trivial pursuit, chess, sudoku, chess, solitaire
  • Favourite gaming platform: my mind
  • Favourite cartoon character: sandman and his brethen, batman & joker, green arrow, battle angel alita... too many to say here
  • Personal Quote: "One day men will look back and say that I gave birth to the twentieth century." Jack the
  • Tools of the Trade: my brain, a pen and a black notebook (as in a place where I can write down stuff, not the pc one)

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Mood: Affection =erikalr:iconerikalr: Jun 8, 2009, 10:17:58 AM
Thank you so very much for the fav hun!! Don't be a stranger, write some mails :)

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And they say I should be locked up.... pffffff...
=SorrowBurn:iconSorrowBurn: Apr 14, 2009, 11:15:25 AM
You gave me my very first official DA crit and a fav, that deserves something, I think!
So, come next payday... =p

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Wit + Sarcasm X Misanthropy2 - Amiability + Charm =Ozz

"<roguequeen> When it's Ozz, it's not cheating, it's giving in to your deepest darkest fantasy."
=erikalr:iconerikalr: Apr 10, 2009, 3:19:47 PM
Thank you so very much for the fav hun :hug:

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And they say I should be locked up.... pffffff...
Mood: Love =sorcerersapprentice:iconsorcerersapprentice: Feb 2, 2009, 8:06:22 AM
Boycotting the 'Anger Crusade'! :love:

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'I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.'
Frank Lloyd Wright (1869 - 1959)

:music:
`zetab:iconzetab: Jan 28, 2009, 5:56:34 AM
Brice Brice, how's your Wednesday going? :hug:

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Zeta B.
Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.
=endless-one:iconendless-one: Jan 28, 2009, 7:09:14 AM
well, when I look back in december, it might well be one of the worst wednesdays of the year :p how's your wednesday going?

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The rose is the key....There are other worlds
`zetab:iconzetab: Jan 28, 2009, 12:18:21 PM
Ugh, silly me for asking :ohmygod:
My Wednesday hasn't been anything special really.

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Zeta B.
Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.
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