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Deviant DreamerShow poetry

"If the Christian dogmas of a revengeful God, universal sinfullness, election by divine grace and the danger of eternal damnation were true, it would be a sign of weakmindness and lack of character not to become a priest, apostle or hermit and in fear and trembling to work solely on one's own salvation; it would be senseless to lose sight of one's enternal advantage for the sake of temporal comfort. If we may assume that these things are at any rate believed to be true, then the everday Christian cuts a miserable figure; he is a man who really cannot count to three, and who precisely on account of his spiritual imbecility does not deserve to be punished so harshly as Christianity promises to punish him."

-Nietzche
"Human, All Too Human"


"I'll tell you it's strange and it makes me wonder, how sometimes in the occult forest, when no one is looking, the ax loves the tree: and it's stranger still that the tree should love the ax."

-Jim Lewis
"Why The Tree Loves the Ax"


"iii

A truth should exist,
it should not be used
like this. If I love you

is that a fact or a weapon?"

-Margaret Atwood
"Selected Poems 1965-1975"














Poems I'm focused on

  • How should I begin to absolve
    The chemistry of your mistakes?
    29 lines, 7 comments, January 22, 2007

My Poetry

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My Stories

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  • The rich sweet smell of the night was overpowering, despite the estranged sounds of men dying in the twilight; the bodies contorted in ways
    175 lines, 2 comments, January 8, 2008. In
  • When I woke again it was twilight. The sun was sinking lower and lower into the full belly of the mountain, and soon it's shadow would swallow the valley in which we lived. Those last few moments before nighttime, when the w
    594 lines, 2 comments, January 8, 2008. In <600 words
  • 1 / “Come here...to me.” she whispered in the dark and I felt the chill run down my spine. I circled closer, knowing what she wanted but s
    1005 lines, 3 comments, December 10, 2007. In 600-2000 words

My other items

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  • Aphelion at sharepoetry
    / Look but never listen, / Interpret this as inhibition / What is left for you to gain? / Rampant childish temper, / Difficult to remember. / / The fever that left me bruised / With your enduring celerity / Debilitating my wishful thin
  • Moon Burn at sharepoetry
    The irradiant smile / leaves wanton women blemished / And torn, like new age rape / of the senses. / The assault...tender and / reminiscent of something / so precious / so impervious to viciousness / That I'd claw out my eyes / in raptur
  • Column: The Trap at allpoetry
    There has been alot written about vanity publishers and such on AP as well as some other sites that I frequent. This is something I just stumbled across today and thought I would post it, as I have seen ads for this particular press on AP.

Guest Book

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  • Gypsy Dancer on February 15, 2008
    maybe I just need counseling, my mom said I should think about it. I know the number to the hotline but I dont think I have the courage to call it

    N
  • A-Sky-Lark on November 30, 2007
    your story was really interesting, i hope you write more. Just the whole thing caught me.

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