

My People the PaintbrushesThese people are different... These people create instead of destroy...My People the Paintbrushes
These people are at peace... The paintbrushes...
The jar like a world that they live in and no fights, wars, issues, or problems are taking place...
They all now that when they are one, they create a lovely piece of art...


The HorseI wander in the forest one night, in the back of my mind I know something isn't right.The Horse
I feel a pain, but the wound I cannot spot, a pain in my head like a horse in trot.
My heartbeat began to race, the horse quickening the pace.
My eyes began to water, as I then continue to wander.
I look up and I see, small raindrops going toward me.
I smile and I close my eyes, as the water poured from the sky.
What is this? My pain is gone. The horse has run into the dawn...
Onyx
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Please..
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Mulder: And then we'll get outta here. Just me and you.
Scully: As far away from the darkness as we can get?
Mulder: I'm not sure it works that way. I think maybe the darkness finds you. And me.
Scully: I know it does.
Mulder: But let it try.
-Saix
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The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
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Weapons and Deviation/Doujinshi Commisions: Open
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"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present."
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"One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it."
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btw, I saw you don't give requests, but can you do a small thing for me plz?)
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"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present."
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"One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it."
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"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present."
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"One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it."
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"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on." Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another. Jonathan Swift
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