Bittersweet ReleaseIt was the best of times, it was the worst of times. The sweet aroma of fresh wildflowers filled his nostrils, and he slumped backwards onto the soft green hillside, the sun shining with a perfect brilliance reserved for masterpiece paintings. Above him small birds darted back and forth, chasing eachother in a neverending game of tag, before swooping low over the small lake that lapped softly against the base of the hill. On the horizon to his right lay the beginnings of an old forest, the gnarled branches of ageless trees reaching out into the field, small woodland creatures flitting in and out of view between the thick trunks.Bittersweet Release
Perspective"Staring at the barrel of a gun can change your perspective on a great many things. Especially depending on which angle you're looking at it from." James held the wine glass to his nose and breathed deeply. "They're right, you know. The Viognier grapes really do add a hint of sweet floral fragrance to the Shiraz. As I was saying though, it is your perspective that determines your perspective."Perspective
James's quiet chuckle filled the sparse room, the slight echo ringing in his ears. "I mean, if you stare at this from the back looking forward, the tingles down your arm are a touch mesmerising. The knowledge that with a single muscle
Hello NastyHe had never really been a fan of heights. Throughout his childhood the very tops of trees had been of little interest to him, the bugs and beetles roving the base of the trunk were always far more fascinating. Countless hours he had spent sitting at the base of trees looking up at the tops, always terrified of the very idea of being at the top looking down. Sitting on the edge of a rocky cliff, childhood fears flowed freely back. The crashing of waves against the jagged rocks almost 100 metres below did little to reassure him.Hello Nasty
It was a full moon, the eerie light cutting through the impossibly thick humidity to play across the wa
Untitled 2When the sun rose today to meet the sky I bet it was not expecting to see the heavens a flame. They'd been predicting this event for years; a bitter stalemate that would inevitably end in cataclysmic conflict, eradicating all life lying in its path. A plague of death and destruction, overpowering and consuming; wave after wave of pure hate.Untitled 2
It was ironic in one sense. Every modern concept of the great appocalypse depicted it in a long forgotten epic-stance. Embattered giants locked in mortal combat, sharpened blades bashing against thickend armour, mortal wounds inflicted eye to eye. The reality was extremely different. The very
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"Maybe this world is another planet's hell." - Aldous Huxley
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"One love, one heart
Let's get together and feel all right
Hear the children crying (One love)
Hear the children crying (One heart)
Sayin', "Give thanks and praise to the Lord and I will feel all right"
Sayin', "Let's get together and feel all right"
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we are the constant threat
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"Guarda la luce delle stelle nel cielo notturno.... i pensieri al vento, desiderando la luna, vivrò sarò forte giorno dopo giorno"
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