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SunflowerScepter

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  • June 5
  • United States
  • Deviant for 12 years
  • He / Him
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My Bio
Skeletons smoke jellyfish
In the summertime of the mind’s eye
Coyote sings tales
Of cardinals
And stealing stars from the night
While the children of Samsara
Make love in the late hours
Flesh like ivory, blood as pure as wine
Naivety and innocence,
The sacraments of youth,
Melting off their bodies like steam
As their shadows shed forbidden skin
Time is no burden
Time is no worry
Time has no meaning
Like immortals,
They drink from the fountain of life
While the earth makes grand, celestial circuits
Around a golden Omen
And Death sharpens his scythe

Current Residence: NC

Favourite Visual Artist
Degas
Favourite Movies
I am Love
Favourite Writers
Bukowski
Favourite Games
Magic the Gathering
Other Interests
Spirituality, Time Travel, Emotion, Collage, Poetry, Medicine Wheel, Film

Cardinals

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Mellow, dark, dewdrop-morning Carolina Cardinals waking from rose nests Buried under blankets of indigo night Skyline burning like spiderweb to flame As Heaven's light makes ready for another pass I craft a prayer of holy-tongues to greet the new day
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Machete

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to many people in this life 'wanna hold you back - - tear you down make you 'wanna give in - make you 'wanna burn out but you have to find a way to rise above have to carve a path to the summit - - and the motherfuck'n machete has dropped so you better put down a blueprint to make something of yourself, cause the future waits for no man and the devil has plans of his own life is struggle and sometimes you have to fight to keep your place in the circle need a method to the madness 'cause chaos 'gonna spark have to carve a path to the summit - - and the motherfuck'n machete has dropped it's time to find holy ground where you tr
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the clock turns over, 3:04 stares back at me in pulsating neon red light hold your breathe, you tell yourself count back from one hundred. 99... 98... 97... 96... 95... 94... a plane screams in the sky overhead, but you ignore that. you tell yourself that everything is alright. that the end hasn't come just yet. there will be no explosions tonight. no atomic blasts to shake the earth. no gunfire to keep us awake for days and to bring sorrow to our hearts. it's only a plane. keep counting. 93... 92... 91... 90... 89... 88... 87... 86... 85... 84... roll over. throw the sheets back. stagger out of bed and trip over the dog in the dark. kno
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thanks for the fav :)
THX 4 the fav!
THX 4 the fav !
Your artwork is wonderful! I'm especially loving the "Journals" work you have done. With the really dark inking. I love it!
It's Ali, from SOC class, btw. ;P
Cheers for the Fav!
THX 4 the fave!