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One — So it Begins….

Savant

December 22, 2018

,,, Again … Anew … A Fresh ... Perhaps this time around the postings will be... frequent? Then again, perhaps fresh starts --- new beginnings --- do overs --- could be a necessity for some. It has always fascinated me (and troubled me!) when I've made up my mind yet fail to follow through!...

Scars

MrEsper

April 16, 2018

Words to me are like people. There are so many, such a variety, Each different, individualistic, Each with potential to reimagine society. But they don’t. Words to me are like friends. They can be so kind, and warm your heart, With the ability to heal your wounds, And the ability to save y...

Repercussions

MrEsper

April 16, 2018

I reach my hand out, reaching for something that will help me believe that I’m not alone. Stretching my fingertips further than where I stand, hoping that I might feel the gravitation of an immense height before I step into it, I begin to feel another presence. I feel heat on the tips of my…

Memory Recall Required

ThatOneWhoForgotHerName

March 21, 2018

Yay! Open Diary!!! I have missed you, my long, lost love. I itched to rejoin. I yearned for you. Sadly, I forgot my own name and login credentials. No worries. I am a different human being with different interests and in a different stage of life. So, I'll just create a new name which…

you’re only a beginner once…a bunch of times

Caesarionphilopator

March 12, 2018

lately I've been thinking of all of the new things I'm learning right now. I'm also thinking about how they are so new and foreign to me, I wonder if I can ever master them. I want to be part of the band in the spring so so much. The only problem is that there…

May I lead the way into temptation

Uncertain Tragedy

February 14, 2018

When I began writing here back in 1998-1999 my writing was terrible. While those entries are long gone, since I deleted them, I still remember how terrible they were. As time moved on I did start writing better and as I grew older. I began writing here at the age of nineteen, so that’s to…

Swimmingly

boyinthesnow

February 7, 2018

I'm not much of an athlete But right now I feel that I can run and run and not stop At such speed, away from all the stresses That my blood will rush and my ears will pop I would like to run to the sea Dive right in and swim away Until the…

An Author I Must Become

Crossman

February 3, 2018

Have you ever had a burning desire to do something? One that nags at you week after week, month after month? There is a story in my head. It's been there for years. It's grown, fermented, tugging at my soul as it begs for release. Part of the story has come out. I completed some…

The Mind…

Intrinsic Passion

February 2, 2018

The Mind

The mind is nothing without matter to comprehend... solidity in forming... what? conclusions? If thoughts were colors... besides the black thoughts and the red raged thoughts... what would they be? Bright? Pastel... I think both... sometimes a stark contrast even to what I might be thinking... h...

New Orleans, 1862

Intrinsic Passion

January 28, 2018

The heavily laden riverboat lazily picked a path through a bevy of Union warships, while two hundred yards away the main body of the fleet laid anchored midstream, apart from the city and its sometimes hostile inhabitants. A brownish haze hung over the city and the humid air pressed the swelterin...