GoodnightI once had a dreamGoodnight by Fred647
Of tires and swings
And little cute things
And a full loving place
Where I strutted with grace
Pictures on the wall
Or nothing at all
But it all went away
I wanted to stay
I once had a dream
InkInkInk by Fred647
Written by Jacob Menke
CALLER: Attention all citizens. The great and all knowing prophet has decreed that all citizens are to meet in the town square for the New Years Ceremony. Be warned that he will know if any citizens are not in attendance, and that all who are found hiding will be cast, into the jaws of the desert. He would like to remind all to bring your book so he may foretell the prophecies. If you do not have your book, you will be cast into the jaws of the desert. A reminder, that all who have the mark of death, will be required to tell it to the guard, and will be cast into the desert to enact the prophecy. Once the great prophet is done with your book, and if you do not have the death symbol, you will tattoo the prophecy onto your skin as soon as possible.
HE MOLDS BACK INTO THE SCENE OF PEOPLE NERVOUSLY STANDING AROUND IN THE TOWN HALL. THEY ALL WEAR LONG CLOTHING TO COVER UP THEIR TATTOOS. A MAN WALKS OUT.
ABRAHAM: Hazel, Hazel where are you?
HAZEL: I’m o
NemesisNemesisNemesis by Fred647
By Jacob Menke
THE CHORUS ALL STAND TOGETHER IN A LINE OF FIVE. THEY ALL SPEAK IN PERFECT UNISON IN MONOTONE. THEY ARE DESCRIBING THE BACK STORY.
CHORUS: Justice. Good and Bad. The righting of wrongs. A man seeking revenge. A god whose business is justice. This tale starts in the city of Seattle, with a man who steals from a store. The owner of that store now demands that justice be dealt with a vengeance. And Nemesis, the god of justice has heard his cries.
BAKER: Great Goddess of Vengeance, please hear my prayer. A man has stolen money from my bakery. And with this money he has taken from me, I can no longer support my daughters cancer payments. I love her more than the world. I ask you now, Nemesis, mistress of vengeance, to bring justice to the man that may have ruined my daughters chances of survival.
NEMESIS: I have heard your prayers and have decided I will help you bring this man to justice.
BAKER: Lord Nemesis! Thank you for hearing my prayers!
NEMESIS: Do not speak wh
Two Sides of the Same Coin.The time I saw the other time was a long time ago. for falling forth fast might manage mania. The mind of madness is a very fickle flower with two sides of the same pence. you may use that pence to buy a bouquet of bountiful blue buttercups for Betty. Lucky Lady Lies Low. Deep. Low. Deep down danger. The time I saw the other time was a long time ago.Two Sides of the Same Coin. by Fred647
stream of consciousness2what has become of youstream of consciousness2 by Idoownu
i don't know i don't know most the time
but sometimes in very specific times i do
i know and nobody else does and i will keep that to myself
locked away behind strings and lights and boards of wood
so maybe one day
after i'm dead
someone will come by
and see it and investigate
and be very disappointing in finding me
and that i was not anything different than anyone else
or that i was spectacularly different than everyone else
and both of those scenarios would be disappointing
and i guess things are supposed to be less disappointing if you expect them
that is stupid
that doesn't happen in real life that is just a saying i think
because that is really stupid.
im going to wake up tomorrow and i will be something else
maybe a cloud or a drop of rain or maybe another person
and people will stare at me with amazement and i won't be able to tell
because i will be too busy working on something alone
privately constructing something out of strings and lights and
streams and consciousness 3a canary looked over to me and it saidstreams and consciousness 3 by Idoownu
but i didn't look back at it nor did
i say anything to it be cause i thought that it was mean to say that to me on a day like this
this day is so sad and lonely and quiet with sparse bits of interistation inbetween the vast coasts
if i take rid of all of that
i get me and some other stuff
and the other stuff is also me and
everything and everybody else
but everybody doesnt mean anything
because theres always more people
everybody sometimes means things too
because ideas are people and people are things
and things are people so people are ideas
in our heads which settles most of the copious amount of time we have
everyone else is two things
happy sad or funny
and funny is just happy but ironically
sad is bad so i dont sad much
other people do but i dont know them
sad people lie alot
i know they are not sad
because i am not sad
and then sad doesnt exists because nothing sads
happy is good
but it isnt real
just the swimming stickies in our brai
pollenwasp-waisted beautypollen by jaani-androphile
pray into my collarbone
let your snake tongue slither
with the syllables.
i wish for soft-chested nights,
and the trickle of champagne down crystal glass.
poppy-lips, lull me to sleep,
nurse my coiling tongue with yours;
tap my scalp like a silent drum,
and wind my hair in between your fingers
like broken guitar strings.
(serenade me with the buzz of pollen in your kiss.)
I would first like to thank for the webcam picture! I love it!|
I live in California, and am a huge supporter of the space program seeing that if humanity is to continue, we have to spread and adapt. Also I am in the Academy of the Performing arts at high school. I am a liberal, and I am not afraid to admit it! MY goal is to be in congress, or the president, or anything really in politics! The best that I would want though is an acting job, or at least to be in a broadway show. ALSO another would be write a best selling book.