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God ModThis is my destiny of credulous delusion
Divulging divine direction
Elevated from the crowd
Looking down with judgement
Masses that cannot discern enlightenment
Perched upon a pulpit, spitting articulate disgust
Cannot admit..............but why can't I?
Will not admit.........you'd better not dare
The religion of intolerance opening eyelids
Peeling flesh back and away from wide eyed innocence
Realize or take the knowledge by force
This is my work, my purpose divine
I'll put all my demons in the collective swine
Mother can't fathom what I have become
All my atrocities masked by the mission of the chosen one
If I am not worthy than nobody is
You're a maggot on my leavings
You need me
You believe me or I'll send you to limbo
If you default you'll go to hell
Feel my hubris swell
Quashed under my spell
Little girl into woman as you watched those die
Sister and another
Left with a petulant child
Fragmented by faith that father would survive
How could this happen?
Afraid my affection would damn you and kill you
I cannot tell you..........anything.....desire dominated by inability
Patience of the divine
In my arrogance I abused and manipulated
I cannot defend what I must own
Absolved and ashamed by forgiveness undeserved
Mother I've no words, no way to repay you
Father is gone so I will protect you
This is my..............this is my vow
Gripped by irrational fear as I speak you will die...you will die right now
My most fearsome thought
Castigated by memory
Blind self-destruction you tried to repair
Chagrined at my rationalizations and half-truths
A wicked reprisal is what I deserve
You did not
Never turned away....not forever
Never did I receive my due......found redemption
In the arms of an angel..........walked with me
AjaIntravenous despair at the name...
The acrimonious paraplegic we are..................well....
Romanticism broken without an auburn haze
Too lucid to believe any nostalgia
As what we were tightened and twitched on the floor
Dying after the pregnant pause screaming that we were postmortem on the table
My penchant for words made your evisceration feral but not without medical precision
And isn't it superfluous of me to say that I never meant to hurt you?.............but it's true
The most beautiful, tragic stanzas I've ever written are entirely about you
I loved in that Shakespearean way and my heartache was biblical
Over now...and broken
Your brutality as you told me that I was your worst indiscretion is haunting my recollection
I accept your vitriol if that is what you need to feel
You are not a regret
I have no way to find you.....are you even alive.......
And even sweet Marilyn is gone
Purer than any hatred was the beauty...that you were......and how I felt because I saw you
TurnWading into a shadow............breeding contempt
Thudding into absence..........................fondness
Meet me in between...........................somewhere
Open the blue door
Paved in indiscretion
A pomegranate floating beauty
Imbuing granite garnet......................against it all
We are but one consciousness
Fighting ourselves......struggling......we suffocate
Minds of clandestine imagery
Loneliness within my own
Truest in pain
No idioms to suffer..................no isms to swallow
Recreation isn't art, it is morally bankrupted theft
C and aA siren cutting the air
Born anew in this unseen splitting atmosphere
Hellfire curling, 'round the billowing form of a seraph
I am just about sick
Stiff with conceit. Claiming doubt and strength and independence
I see a diametric opposite of your bull**** persona
Becoming my wake.....I don't want you for an echo
These lies, your flighty theories are mutually exclusive
No love like first love.....I've forgotten that passion...and you will too
If every pain, heartache, mistake and punishment was so that I might save you then I consider it worthwhile
You just sit there like a cold, sociopath bastard
Don't say what I wanna hear. Sycophant
That mystery you think you are
I once was
This is a betrayal
This is an indulgence of self
My love is unconditional, my friendship isn't
This wears on me
As you sit there arrogant
Too much pride goes before a fall
So throw it all away
I will not bare witness
You don't get to apologize for
Years of irrefutable evidence
Months of credulous beliefs you can reverse the outcome
In my life, in the lies, in the why?
It's a lifetime of why?
Mother Earth is brooding a chide
Mother Nature, spread & despised
This planet is hanging crooked on its axis
Mankind is raping
Taking and taking
Flashes of insanity
Repetitious grotesque imagery
You can't find a plane but my iPhone shows me where I am from a satellite camera
You won't shop online 'cause your identity might be stolen?
The Pentagon has been hacked
The illusion of safety
Your children have no future
Are you paying attention?
The delusion of safety
Japanese Americans 1942
Too preoccupied with reality television to think
You're on the ship watching it sink
Chew your cud, fall asleep
You're in the filth but you can't smell the stink
The apocalypse, Armageddon and death
Hear the words, feel the heat of the breath
Capitalism, fascism, socialism and a dictatorship or two canno
Mullato ChristTake the gold, feed the sin
Tear it out, throw it in
"All men are equal"
The writing on the wall is a cro-magnum scrawl
Philistine in the head
Gaping hole flowing red
Flowing into everything
Flowing and you have misread
All men are equal
You're sayin' God loves us all but he doesn't want us to marry outside of our race?
You are not pure. I am not pure. We don't have any way to know everyone we descended from. Genealogies mean nothing. People lie. And if you believe the Bible then we all descended from Noah and his family after the flood.
WE ARE ALL INBRED FAMILY. Heh.
You are me and I am you and just look in the mirror
What about the halvsies? Is being mixed a sin?
Blaming God for KKK assumptions
"Love everybody but don't marry 'em"
You're paraphrasing Christ of course
Diluted and disputed
Cancer came from the pure, elite whites having sex with the blacks? ................this is something......you believe?
Racism thinly veiled as Christianity
I Am AwakeAn oversimplification redundant with truth
But, certainly, this must be the fulcrum of my salvation
We are not a wretched brethren
No coven meant to covet souls
Brothers and sisters of equality
Sisters and brothers, an elevated laity
Huddled and circled as they circle the wagons
The prize of perfection flaking away in the deafening whispers of temptation passing through clenched teeth
I am a vessel too stained to be vestal
No matter the road, it's banked by a devil
Double back from an acrimonious path
Bleached by the contrition for my past
Do not mistake obedience for obsequious masochism
You know they're coming
Know the horseman are closing in
Witch hunts tarnish those judging sin
Evil is an abstract and long term victimization can lead to defending the wicked
These things are sick but I'm not sickened
I am awake
I AmAn inaudible sigh
A dulled monotone inflection ebbing into the struggle to find words I'm longing to say
Encapsulated in a vast expanse of knowledge of evil
Another hurried glance
The banal and the base exalted in the brutality of divinity
A pharmaceutical muse altered to a scapegoat of treason
My self-indulgent thoughts parading as reason
Awkward, unkempt paragraphs flooding between ivory teeth
No demarcation between heaven from hell
Schadenfreude rattling against keys of damnation
This roaring quiet must be stilled
The illusion of control and seething tedium in our warm embrace
Fallen angel epidermis becomes a cracking, wretched waste
Morphing, shrill succubus, shrieking, harpy, hag raven love of minnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd
Griping bitch, demonic little witch, dragged into a ditch
Blunt force trauma surrogating anesthesia
Violent little twitch, cycle gonna switch, tearing every little stitch, go on have another flinch
Chuggaaconroy Quotes pt. 3I FAIL AT SUBTRACTION! (Talking about how he's bad at math)
How is half failing? (When Chugga was lazy in school)
Cuteness never looked so BADASS (Getting the Master Sword/Defeating Master Anura)
Hey, idiot! You're supposed to go up! (Up, Up in a Tree)
Galactic Bowser's arms! The spinniest arms in the galaxy! (Bowser getting launched into space by that cloud thing)
I. Want. That. Item. Why. Can't. I. Hop. More. Than. One. SPAACE! (Pokemon Emerald)
I am Pikmin! Hear me moo! (Pikmin Battle Cry)
Good! Great! Awesome! Outstanding! Amazing! All I did was press A! (Sonic Colors)
Luigi's account has been suspended! (Getting spaghettified in Ghostly Galaxy)
More useless praise! (Getting Praise Orbs after already having max. Praise)
Seriously, who would name a Pokemon Sawk and Throh? (Introducing the Tortolunk)
Who am I kidding?! I'm the guy who fathered "D'oh I Missed" for how-many-years! I can reuse jokes if I dang well feel like it! (After the "stolen donut" i
Hetalia HeadcanonsPlease, don't hate on my headcanons! Some are based off of comics, fanfics, videos, and other nonsense I found while browsing the web. And some of them I made up myself! I will try my very best to make you laugh, cry, and fall out of your seats with astonishment. I also put my OC (Ireland) in some of them, but not many.
1. Finland is taller than Norway by half an inch
2. Romano secretly has a crush on Belgium
3. America is a virgin, but Canada is not
4. France sometimes cries about losing Joan of Arc, but he'll never let anyone see his tears
5. Germany will only cry in front of Italy
6. Canada once pulled his own curl just to see what would happen
7. Result from the previous headcanon... Canada ended up kissing his reflection!
8. Romano and Prussia are very good friends, but Prussia respects the fact that Romano is tsundere, which explains why they don't hang out often
9. Iceland is awesome at math, and Norway and the other Nordics often ask him for help when they need to solve a probl
Jizwhup's Platinum Struggle
Chapter 1: Zubats! … Zubats Everywhere!
Dear … Book I seem to carry around-The name's Jizwhup-Extroadinare … something, i'll think of it later. My week's been nothing but chaos lately and I think it has something to do with Professor Rowan, a pokemon know-it-all who inspired me to take an internship at his laboratories where I was INSTANTLY bored to near death.
Geez, you think being a world renowned pokemon genius would make ya cool to hang with, but all he keeps doing is walking back and forth towards Verity lake (I keep hearing scary whispers there ;-; ) and studying Starlys over there … little bastards just keep pecking me in the back of the head whenever I tag along-hope it doesn't have anything to do with the rocks I hurl at them … Hah, who cares I guess, I'll still chuck some at them.
Anywho, after a week of putting up with the Professor he announced to his
Thou Shall Not JudgeYeah...yep..mmhmm....okay..oh come the....what...ehhh....Are you honestly going to sit there hectoring a smoker as they bundle up to go outside?
"Going out to destroy the temple huh?"
Might want to wipe some of the chocolate off of your chin. Oh, the third chin from the bottom, sorry I'm not used to having to specify.
Allow me to be absolutely clear. It's my opinion that smoking is a disgusting habit. Smoking yellows your teeth and fingernails, ages you terribly and smells god awful. But I don't oppress others with my opinion. We all have free will. I respect your decision to smoke so go and do it all you want.
Gluttony is a sin soul sistah's! If you ask me there isn't any difference from a black set of lungs and a stomach that hangs low enough to cover your unmentionables. Yet again, I respect your decision to poison your body with disgusting, processed food but don't act like you're superior to smokers or anyone else for that matter.
I'm going to hell for saying that? I'm only defend
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