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Limbo is fun by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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Limbo is fun

Trapeze the wire of ever of what ever could be. As I can stare down even look up at everything. Playing a game of enamor souls, I call limbo what else? When on daredevil high-wires? I don't know, but I like it. For I love the game, and Thanatos agrees. As does Logos with Eros hand in hand, as they watch me play my deathly game, enjoying it from the stands. Empty, and dreadful, but it means not. For I would rather play limbo forever, than let my heart be given contrived temptations.

i am man by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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i am man

My mind is morbid, and thoughts obese. A terrifying beast such as is only human? Animal? Incarnation? My manner is only demeaning for as I cannot tell what is wrong inside. I am no god nor diablo, but my eye can't help to see. Fire for myself to dominate which as a realm of man is terrified with. Would this make eye weak though? To see the entity aflame? I would rather not tempt it, but leave myself feeling frail. With each reach fleeting and subtle that for is heavens gates gleaming down with respite. It's hands see me and they ask me dare yourself, your darkness, then maybe. But, until then I am destined for those pitts of Hades.

The pond eddies by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

XD Fucking Mad-Libs by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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XD Fucking Mad-Libs

My great-grandfather used to tell me, "Don't chase after birds because you'll only end up with a house in your torso." I never quite understood his advice until one christmas, I was gardening with my best friend Tina. All of a sudden, we found an underground tunnel! It was lay and spooky sounds came from deep within. Tina saw something interesting inside, jumped in, and I never saw her again. Great-granddaddy was right!

Focalizing, On You by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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Focalizing, On You

You are here, and I want you there. Is it ne'er ever a thing to seek to see, a sight of the person sought; beside me. Yet you see things pretty sweetly quite so... beautiful. For as I see things forever abysmal, beside aside me you. And all I try is to besmirch your visions, to pervert them; I shouldn't See all I want to see is thine face faceted promptly for ever blinded, with my horrors, blinding those eyes to the shades that would masque; I cannot, I mustn't All I wish is a concentration on your sweet lips so that I may kiss them lovely crimson, bleeding grey and ignore cupid's rose arrows that wilts upon all; never would she Fixate

Despite the Acceptance by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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Despite the Acceptance

Twisting and a-twirling as I dance in the twilight peering I see images of those people i know and knew coming to embrace my person. After all I did die so once more is something that is not quite dreadful not grimacing but a lights-felt pucker on the waist and cheek. My loved friends, family and partners I meet them all as I make my gallant last fare-wells. Floating there in a limbo. They seemed a bit faceless with the countenance that they presented me as I tipped my hat to all of them, as I was off after what seemed to be days. I was in a daze. I use to think death was hollow but I embraced it now and enjoy its luxuries. I float on in the

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Limbo is fun by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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i am man by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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i am man

XD Fucking Mad-Libs by Q-Ues-Tion-Ing, literature

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XD Fucking Mad-Libs

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Focalizing, On You

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Artist // Hobbyist // Other

United States
Deviant for 15 years
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If life were like a piano I could and would play its keys in virtuous harmony with everything, making fine attributes to the grandios pieces as well making pieces of grandeur that wisk away, and mold, that even helps mold a scene of pure antiquity. Alak I have a pen a pencil I wield, and I do not know how to play the instrument heavy. and on four legs, but I can try to weave a dream with my words that leave a splendour causing great magnificent awe as everyone is gasping for breath to breathe as they hold that breath to read the next sentence, to see what is brought, to see what I bring to their palette. Alas I don't even think I am that good if I dared it would be stretching my skills, and most likely exaggerating the definite of my hand, and its craftsmanship. So I tip my hat off to ye who be that should read this, in it's entire 'majesty' whom if you would grace with your eyes embrace.

Favourite Movies

Avatar, Sin City, Fight Club, Seven

Favourite TV Shows

Grimm, Game of Thrones, Shameless

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Rob Zombie, The Chemical Brothers, Motorhead, System of a Down, Daft Punk

Favourite Books

Battlefield Earth, Something Wicked This Way Comes,

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe, Shakespeare, J.R.R. Tolkien

Favourite Games

Dead-Space, Bioshock, God of War

Favourite Gaming Platform

Playstation3, XBox360, P.c.

Tools of the Trade

My insanity, Pencils/erasable pens, eraser, random moments of inspiration, and... the dark void that is my soul staring deeply into everyone's own thoughtless dredging hearts dreading out trudging through every single waking moment.

Other Interests

Learning new things, having fun, having fun with friends

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Q-Ues-Tion-Ing

Jun 30, 2013

Flies bleed red

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The Head, My head! It hurts, but it helps me, with things, I wish I fully knew; I know it is there, yet I wish it wasn't. Heh, whatever, it matters not, for I seek shelter not in the nape of the bossom of close the people I know, for they cannot feel my pain, I can only be explicit with it, and I would rather not frighten them if I were to panic, with my head pain(s), alas I am experiencing a type of epileptic ecstasy. I cannot call it amore. I can call it a cage that I have to be chained to because I am "Trapped Under Ice" and I would rather not cry out, for I would howl in terrifying pain from the pangs, yet if I did it would be a monstrous

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Q-Ues-Tion-Ing

Aug 7, 2012

Projects, so much writing

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Writing A Short-Story about the Four-Horsemen, somewhat like a modern telling rendition; well I have put a halter on the writing for research and whatnot, until I have the idea and the thought of it, and when I actually get back to writing it on an actual rail with track regarding a mind on ease. Finished a 53/55 page long short-story that took me over two years to get finished with and now need a publisher (*I might not actually publish the piece, just save it for spare bits or what have ever*) and it is taking a while; the modern day sciences of triviality. So many thoughts of things and works I want to get written down, so much work.