| loves: literature. philosophy. art. music. science. rain. how sun tries to shine through clouds and it seems an angel fell and you know there's no angel. coffee. sleeplessness and dark circles. hands. the skin tone that looks like coffee with lots of milk. Sartre and how Roquentin can't touch stones sometimes and how much we share with him. languages i don't understand. my idol, Nazım Hikmet. my cat. birds. my literature teachers & my friends & family. brown. beige. black. red. the scent of sea and the breathing sounds and the idea of collecting things and words and scent of soil and life and death and most in between. |
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the ending.poor dreamers in a world where dreams are sold,the ending.
we are autumn's acid tears and we are one and we are none.
i, am you - you are not me and our reflections don't match. i am not here but your face still shows.
breezes stand still. i, the child o
by =falathiel
what is it to love? for Lizzy.Softly, ever so softly,what is it to love? for Lizzy.
the piano is played, by a soul, gotten lost in the music, in every single note, in the sound of its beauty. how elegant a piano is, when keys pretend to be your spine and my fingers play the lucid movements, &n
by =falathiel
epic for the dead - incompletePrada, our new shiny armor, we walk down postmodern streets where poison rules, from origins we don't know (and can't point out on a map) run through with the hiss of a serpent those “lowlifes“ chose for us, thinking one day they &nepic for the dead - incomplete
by =falathiel
Favourites
Winter Haiku WriMo 20092/1 Moonsliver, mewling at distant stars – whose cat are you tonight?Winter Haiku WriMo 2009
2/2 Maple branches worm through morning fog – without sun, without shadows.
2/3 Chains caroling above empty swings; my winter blood slows.
2/4 Spider in the bath, I’m not here to end your lonely day.
2/5 My window locked tight – in slips the winter moon.
2/6 Lips pressed against air – this memory of the present.
2/7 Garden stones dark with rain – why am I not so quiet?
by *b1gfan
Sea of TearsA sailboat drifting among humdrum doldrums rocks silently through nighttime fire, as the void hunger laps tenaciously at her sides. She sees silhouettes and seizes the shadows.Sea of Tears
She wears them like a second-skin; her former self, a secret spine.
You carved beauty into my eyes and branded me a damn fool, but not since then have you stopped staring at the diamonds placed just out of reach.
Now, I am dark, and buried deep, anticipating proper pressure. Only pure hypocrisy can ever show me how not to be someone I never really
by ~forWinds
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- 28 Wordspill #11 'Transitions' entries and new theme! - Feb 8, 2009
- 248 Hammerfall RPG Copyright Infringement - Feb 4, 2009
- 39 February News Feature: hands II - Feb 3, 2009
- 60 Epic Poetry Contest Update - Jan 30, 2009
- 27 Portraits -Black and White - Jan 5, 2009
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I will just collect the stuff I like the most and keep on uploading from there. I ain't no falathiel. I'm not a fantasy lover, and I never really was 
- but The Nausea will always be the existentialist manifest. I doubt I will grow out of existentialism. Due to personal reasons, I just know it. No worries there. 
Thank joo.
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- Current Residence: City of insanity, also known as Istanbul.
- Interests: Literature ¤ Philosophy ¤ Photography ¤ Biology ¤ Music ¤ Languages
- Favourite movie: Amelié ¤ Amen ¤ See The Sea ¤ Dead Poets Society ¤ Shame
- Favourite band or musician: Anorexia Nervosa ¤ GnR ¤ Muse ¤ Dimmu Borgir ¤ Opeth ¤ Noir Désir
- Favourite genre of music: Metal ¤ Classical ¤ Rock ¤ Punk ¤ Jazz ¤ French Pop-Rock
- Favourite artist: Monet ¤ Cézanne ¤ Renoir ¤ Klimt ¤ Members of Peredvizhniki
- Favourite poet or writer: Sartre ¤ Dostoevsky ¤ Nazım Hikmet ¤ Baudelaire ¤ Kafka ¤ Gogol
- Favourite photographer: Coskun Aral ¤ Henri Cartier-Bresson
- Favourite style of art: All art is equal but literature is more equal :]
- Favourite game: World of Warcraft. PERIOD. D:
- Favourite cartoon character: Pigleeeeet! <3
- Personal Quote: "Fuck."
- Tools of the Trade: Minolta Dynax 800si ¤ Pencil-Paper ¤ Bruynzeel pencils
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(Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet soup?)
All those who believe in telekinesis, raise my hand.
Smile, and the world will smile with you. Laugh and they'll all think you're on drugs.
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I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name....
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mesele esir düşmekte değil;
teslim olmamakta bütün mesele...
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Raw intensity lies in...
silence.
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I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name....
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..return my smile, please..
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mesele esir düşmekte değil;
teslim olmamakta bütün mesele...
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Raw intensity lies in...
silence.
i miss u
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"Crystallized, as I lay here and rest
Eyes of glass stare directly at death
From deep sleep I have broken away
No one knows, no one hears what I say"
I am doing horribleeeee >< School started and every fucking thing is a MESS. I should send you a note... when I get time, so probably tomorrow. Or maybe I can get a hold of the class computer when everyone's eating and all.
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mesele esir düşmekte değil;
teslim olmamakta bütün mesele...
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Raw intensity lies in...
silence.
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mesele esir düşmekte değil;
teslim olmamakta bütün mesele...
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Raw intensity lies in...
silence.
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