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Chalice by Ambrotos42, literature

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Chalice

You can almost almost hear it. The cracking sound glass makes just before it falls apart. When you get back to work. Reminded of what it cost you before. And as you watch those cracks. Again. Watching the hours you spent covering them in whatever might keep you together. The hours you spent staining in between those cracks so that you could call them "Beautiful". Wasted, by a new kind of broken. Blind, they tell you about other ways to fix them. How gold could make theirs "beautiful". And you wonder how much the furnace would hurt before you remember that glass. Glass shatters in fire. Or was it because of the water meant to save you? You wish, again, that you were made into something simpler. Wrought by something other than a Venetian. As they choose you, for the finest wine, the tables end, and their closest friend. and they call you something you can’t quite make out.

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I wake up tired every day hoping for a tooth. Not the kind you put away the kind for pictures in a booth. I act ridiculous, a fool, to hear you laugh again. A single giggle even smirk that my day not be in vain. I care not if you care for me I dare not cross a line. But when I see you greeting me It seems so near divine. I shall greet you merry still given darker days. For I feel if you return the gift they might just change their ways.

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Three men walk down a road alone and meet another atop throne. He has his hammer, he came to judge. For between these three there stood a grudge. No past , no deed led to paths taken. It was held since the world had waken. For they judge not by feats or past, but rather they see book and mask. They meet at the passing of the sand and cannot greet each others hand. What is this evil, grave mistake? And what else will it dare to break? If this world is even dear to you. the people, why aren't they too?

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Fear It by Ambrotos42, literature

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You May Say I'm An Artist... by techgnotic, journal

You May Say I'm An Artist...

Jan 2, 2015

Share | Archive By techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic) I am haunted in this holiday season by the opening lines of Charles Dickens’s A Tale of Two Cities, his novel about a society 250 years ago coming apart in its seemingly irreconcilable divisions. Could it be these lines define where we have come to find ourselves today? “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, in the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair…” ur own epoch is one of the tec

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

South Africa
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Ambrotos42

Sep 13, 2015

Unnoticed

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This morning I witnessed something unique. There was a partial solar eclipse visible from Southern Africa. The moon covered about 10% of the sun, but if it sounds impressive it was probably less so than you think. I noticed it because I knew what to look for, I blocked out most of the sunlight with some foil letting me see the barely noticeable crescent shadow, the sun too small and too far away to take any pictures in which this is noticeable (without a quality camera, of which I do not have) that was all I did and all I could do. When suddenly I realised If someone else happened to look at the sun (more inadvertenly or indirectly I would h

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Ambrotos42

May 6, 2014

Why?

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An interesting revelation I recently got from watching Crash-course's Literature playlist on YouTube is the way he starts out explaining why literature is important. Strangely enough his reasoning that the author and their intentions matter little if the work contributes to society, makes sense. It forced me to ask why I write poems, and why I read. But the truth is we can gain a lot more by these acts than we sometimes realize. People often share experience, wisdom, opinions and most often emotion in their work and this grants us a window with which we can not only gain a better understanding of others and the world around us but very ofte

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Ambrotos42

Apr 9, 2014

Devious Journal Entry

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Well recess is over and the work began again this week. Still have to catch up after I skipped the last day before recess. The camping trip was worth it though. My advice don't burn cotton the heat is terrifying and might give you sunburn, I'm not exactly sure. Oh and before I leave. Damn statistics why did they make it so difficult. Only the third chapter and I'm already getting problems. And I used to be so good with ma... *thud*