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Brightly thou Aura does shine, 'Tis worthy of Angelic claim, Your bodice and mind art made Divine, Thy personality so unique, it does maim. Thy beauty tries that of Aphrodite, Thou strength bests that of Herakles, Thine own breath full of piety, In thy prescence thy perfections are def... - Nonfiction > AcademicWhat is Antimatter? Antimatter is a material formed of antiparticles. Antimatter has the same mass as ordinary particles only with an opposite charge and quantum spin. These particles bind in the same manner as normal particles do. Mixing matter and antimatter can and most likely will result in...
- Poetry > BalladHush my love, hush be still I had to leave you, it was God’s will Hush my love do not cry For I am standing here, right by. I have not gone for good you see I am always right here and join you for tea. But alas, you cannot see me and all that I give Hush my sweet love, I am not dea...
- Poetry > BalladI sit her wishing that someone could see, The details in my mind of this monstrosity, You want to know the truth? There's something wrong, With the reasons why it turns him on. The feeling never seems to disappear, Even when reduced to the final tear. I cant seem to shake the bile, The v...
- Nonfiction > HeroesA bomb that would obliterate Hiroshima and Nagasaki from the face of the Earth. A theory that would recreate the Laws of Physics. Albert Einstein, the man behind these glorious finds. Surely, he was inspiration for both Mathematicians and Physicians alike. Einstein was known for making the Atomic bo...
- Nonfiction > AcademicThe world displays change as a good thing. Why is it never shown as a bad thing? Well, it can be, I have seen this, done this. My mother prods me to change consistently and unrelentingly just so her “miserable” life could be the happiest that she could imagine. I have forced myself to change to ...
- Poetry > Free VerseAs black imbued black, so was rendered the pitch of darkness That befogged this godforsaken yard of graves - And too the dank, ‘til now forgotten chapel that Did little to grace these forlorn grounds. Yet here stood I, seemingly first to tread this weed-ridden soil Since times of yore when ...
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- Poetry > BalladWith thy candid yet subtle ways, Oh! How thy influence horribly sways, Many hath fought thee yet none have won, But thy work is ne'er done. Back and forth thy work is dreaded, All thy patients held secret regretted, Some have murdered and some have stolen, Or Vlad, who just kept those ...
- Opinion > Current Events / PoliticsThe world is in a constant state of peril and conflict. The turmoil that the world put itself through is almost sad, yet deserving in a way. Racism still lingers. Supremacy still has its hold and maybe even a better footing than in the past. Although when you think of a person being supreme you thin...
- Poetry > BalladSelfish; That was the word that came to her mind. The word runs through her head. Peace was all she wanted to find. Now she chooses to be dead. Then another word came to her mind... Mistake; A mistake to take her own life. She only wanted to be loved. Now she meant to end all the strife. ...
- Nonfiction > AcademicEternalism is a philosophical approach to the ontological nature of time, which takes the view that all points in time are equally "real", as opposed to the presentist idea that only the present is real. Modern advocates often take inspiration from the way time is modeled as a dimension in...
- Poetry > SonnetBecause I feel that, in the Heaven’s above, The Angels, whispering to one another, Can find, among their burning terms of love, None as devotional as that of “Mother”, Therefore by that clear name I’ve called you, You who are more than mother unto me, And fill my heart of hearts, whe...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceNaught but darkness pervades the vision as the sun sets. Bats screech at the beginning of their reign. Headstones stretch out of the ground as leafless gray trees spread their wide arms towards the sky. The ghost-like giants open their hands over the headstones, as if protecting them. Within the ...
- Fiction > All FictionPhilosophy is a man's keepsake and sanity. I am tired of being less important than the lowest life in the world. People pay more attention to the jock than the person who makes the world as safe as they can: The geeks. i feel as if i am on the edge of insanity. although insanity can be good it ...
- Poetry > BalladI think alone, in the dark, Wondering about all things, Feeling as if it has left its mark; Thinking of what it brings. Like a spark; I feel anger, As if I've never before, It comes again like a stranger, Coming more and more and more. But then it cools and in its place, I feel a f...
- Poetry > Free VerseI sit in the dark, Only partially fulfilled, I feel as if my heart Is not completely thrilled. I feel this coldness growing, As if i am not ready, Inside me is a feeling, The feeling of being empty. I look around me, Hoping to find the thing, That I have long been searching, To satisf...
- Poetry > BalladTell me where, tell me in what land Is Flora, bonny Roman lady? Where Archippa, where Thais fair, Who was her cousin? O tell me! Now where will be Echo, who babbled Back at you o'er rivers and ponds, And whose beauty was more than human? O where are gone the snows of yore? Where is H...
- Poetry > Free VerseHer dress so beautiful; make up on her face A necklace of pearls; everything in place Her hair as perfect as a snowflake As she digs beside the lake You look so pretty digging your grave Working for hours as you slave What had pushed her this far? What kind of punishment has left thi...
- Poetry > All PoetryFull of her long white arms and milky skin, He had a thousand times remembered sin. Alone in the press of people traveled he, Minding her jacinth, myrrh, and ivory. Mouth he remembered: the quant orifice From which came heat that flamed upon the kiss, Till cold words came down spiral fr...
