WinterRave

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The Art of Dying by WinterRave, literature

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The Art of Dying

I want to die in the spring free from the sterile odor of hospital quarters and the IV sticking out of my withered arm I want to meet death at the cross roads of beginning and end I should be free from human attachments Not carried off to the sad key of a funeral dirge With old friends and lovers weeping at my side For this I have no need I never understood why the people around here spoke so quickly Yelling about something that was better off forgotten Wasting the time they could have used to actually see On a boastful imposition of a weak self I want to die facing the sunset As equally alone as I was when I came to be Staring

Meditation by WinterRave, literature

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Meditation

There is something that you should know about yourself… This is that you are insane Remember this when you fabricate the conversations to win a lover’s heart When you imagine the glorious impression you will leave on others And during the anxiety you feel for having made a mistake Your mind is a poisonous fog in which you must traverse The injustice of the past twists the faces of the present An old man with a cracked face stares at you from the corner of the room Laughing, as he twirls his cane You must remember to breathe Your breath is the only thing that you must study All else follows… Breathe in: Recognize th

A Thousand Symbols by WinterRave, literature

Will to Power by WinterRave, literature

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Will to Power

You know your strings have wept too long As they strain and crack out of tune Every bend pulls the vitality out of your song Leaving a dissonant chorus whose meaning is forgotten With lyrics written in hunger You thought you were composing a love song But instead, you were writing a dirge Discordant melodies following a line of cars to the grave Coaxing your body into a feeble surrender You were a born again romantic A resurrected idealist, peace maker, and socialist Finding new reasons for hope in each word of the sermon Each one dying where the next began Because each note of has only one place in time Rust corrodes the string

An Anthopomorphic Prom Night by WinterRave, literature

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An Anthopomorphic Prom Night

I saw Jeremy fumbling to place his books in his locker. It was hard for him, because his wings were always bumping into the sides of the shiny metalic chamber that held his sanctuary of philosophy. I’d always admired Jeremy because he was so well read. He’d perused through all the great philosophers: Platyputsio, Bastguano, and Aireacharger. For this reason, and that of his atuned and most sensitive heart, I went to him in matter of love. I approached him. “Jeremy,” I began, “I want to ask Shyla to the prom, but I am afraid.” “Why is that?” asked Jeremy. “Well, because…” I looked aroun

A New Religion by WinterRave, literature

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A New Religion

To the beat of a crude drum, a Shaman dances around the fires of my soul It's the religion of a restless god Not the god of the meek, the virtuous, or the humble But a god of the hawk-eyed the aggressive, and the caustic We repeat the ritual of placing stones upon the back of the poor man "Bend your knees!" a voice cries out May you sweat so hard that you forget the darkness Your misery was your own creation: paint over it You do not bow to this god You spit in his face and you ask him for more Hoping that he spits back, calling you out on your bluff Just so you can say you had the strength to pick a fight with the universe I pr

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V by WinterRave, literature

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V

I gazed out the window, my sunken face face subtly reflecting on the glass as if asking what to do next. The scene outside had changed. It was wintertime, and a blanket snow covered the ball field across the street from the house I grew up in. I saw myself of about age twelve staggering up the slush-ridden hill by the field, with a hand pressed against my forehead as I ascended. A younger boy walked by my side who seemed to be trying to comfort me, yet there was a look of panic in his eyes. "It's going to be all right," I remembered him saying. "You're going to be fine," he would go on. But then his eyes would light up and he would say, "It'

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The Art of Dying by WinterRave, literature

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A Thousand Symbols by WinterRave, literature

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Will to Power

An Anthopomorphic Prom Night by WinterRave, literature

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A New Religion by WinterRave, literature

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A New Religion

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Addict Tendencies by RacehorseCharlie, literature

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Addict Tendencies

I am so lost and Im not quite sure I want to be found anyway. There's nothing left. I have followed so many paths but never had the strength to stick to any. And you lose things, you know. Alot. Thats the worst part about it. The only thing that fixes that feeling is doing some more. Worst damn medicine in the world... but oh, the BEST. Some advice, never be your own doctor...

Relapse by RacehorseCharlie, literature

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Relapse

Route 2 and going ninety-five fine for a second and rich for a minute someones going slow and I cant handle it fucked, pulled over out of my lane and into a ditch I could have gone home and slept it off but it was more fun to run and rip I could have broke even but it wasn't any fun to be safe could have gotten out of this place I have nothing to worry about everything to worry about I have graves to dig and needles to rig I am wanting not needing a poising bagged and sealed for a separation of reality and reason next it'll be unlocked a broken seal looking for a way to something more real enter my place a place of peace where God is gone and

Bathtub by DRWick, literature

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Bathtub

She sits in my bathtub, pale breasts swaying gently as she passes me an olive branch made of lit paper- "It's more to us than our bodies, beyond what people around us think. We exist in our heads, nowhere else." I breathe in, consciously trying to force blood around and think on her thoughts while she dips her razor down, down into the water, dragging it over her innermost curves ever so carefully. What a human is cannot be summed by its parts (this woman less so than the rest) and watching her drag my towel across her flesh, I can't think of what to say to conv

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WAR IS OVER by WinterRave, visual art

WAR IS OVER

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Oct 23
United States
Deviant for 17 years
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Current Residence: Pizza Hut
Favourite genre of music: me
Favourite photographer: " " " "
Favourite style of art: " " " "
Operating System: We all operate by the greatness of God's love
MP3 player of choice: the sounds of nature
Favourite cartoon character: Fire Safety

Favourite Visual Artist

myself

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my own life story

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child mo... POKEMON!!! Yay!

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Life provides the only real challenges

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retrograde abortion, polluting the environment, being better than everyone else

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WinterRave

Aug 23, 2008

SFZero

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Thanks to ~KyleCrocodile (https://www.deviantart.com/kylecrocodile) the hot tip from I have just encountered one of the greatest ideas that I've seen in my entire life. SFZero is a game based in San Francisco where players create assignments for others to do in real life. Points are awarded for accomplishing things such as writing fake fan mail, eavesdropping on people's conversations, and attempting to get flagged by the FBI. So basically, I have my recreational activities planned out for the next year. If anyone would like to join me in this wonderful new world of counterproductive time spending my username is Roswald Burkenstein, or Corpsed.

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WinterRave

Aug 5, 2008

New Story

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As you may have noticed, I've begun writing a new story that, if the good Lord wills it, I will finish. The idea is my interpretation of the afterlife. I hope that no one finds any hint of a previous teaching in this, or that my concept matches any sort of doctrine. This is my idea of life after death and I'm trying to throw out the old concepts. I've yet to name this story, if you hadn't inferred from my the subject line, but hope be to stuck with something enlightened upon finishing this piece. I am very excited about this idea and hope it goes somewhat appreciated.

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WinterRave

Jul 18, 2008

Seven Spirits of Ra

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Ring a bell? Anyone? Well, probably not, but I'm being wishful. Seven Spirits of Ra was an old computer game that was created before Windows and runs through Dos. You play the role of Osiris, who has been assassinated and must find seven animal spirits to claim immortality. The game is so awful yet complicated that it is the BEST GAME EVER! You lag, you glitch, and the game exits randomly when you activate certain triggers. IT is so horrible, yet it is part of my childhood and my favorite game ever. I advise anyone who has a passionate hard for shoddy primitive games to download it ASAP!

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Dec 1, 2010

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Cygus

Oct 27, 2009

Hi, I say a post that said you were accepted into Govenors School for the Arts. I'm trying to get in this year for visual art and could use some help. Anything you think might be useful I would much appreciate.

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