~rhetoricdevine
mīles Dobr(ie/y) - Status: Member
- General Fiction Writer
- Male/United States
- Offline for 5d 21h 7m 6s
- Deviant since Aug 19, 2007, 10:01 PM
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50 song meme thingy1. Your keeping him stilled, in the line 2. I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together 3. Hey sister why you all alone I’m standing out your window 4. Finally, I get to teach an entire lesson all by myself, and i'm gonna teach something relevant, something modern, the internet 5. All you women, who want a man of the street 6. Shakedown nineteen-seven-nine cool kids never have the time 7. Is it simple enough for you? Does everybody understand? Are you all still following me? 8. Can you see me begging you on my knees? Can you see me, baby, baby please don’t leave 9. Bri50 song meme thingy
in Reviews on 6/11/08
On Perfection Pt2Feeble in body, strong in will, I am man. Without loss I know nothing of my unquenchable thirst, but even then it is strengthened by such. What is life without loss? Without man? I sit pondering these things, honing my spear(1), I wish to pierce the veil shrouding the answer. But by doing so, do I destroy the question? What is once beautiful due to the way it is viewed as unknown can easily be shattered by the light of knowledge. Even then, when those who are obsessed with its mystery discover a painful truth(2), they seek to deny it, and the means they will carry are limited, as are their lives. "Illumine; what in me is dark".(3)On Perfection Pt2
in Essays on 6/10/08
On Perfection Pt1It is truly awkward, nay ironic, when one finds the wit to assert that a friend has done wrong against you and to at last be brought from a fiery rage to a passive undertone but a simple "I'm sorry". It's almost meaningless, like an unpredictable rogue wave(1) when it strikes, or rather when it clicks(2). Yet again it may be better taken as when one of poor eyesight -such as myself- is given prescription glasses and looks at the face of one's father and finds fault in it -in the surgery from skin-cancer removal, in....(3) This brings me back to perfection. I hate it. I hate it simply for the reason that it cannot be obtained and alOn Perfection Pt1
in Essays on 6/10/08
In You I Seek VengeanceHow fare you, o land of bare thoughts? Does it plague you to be free? Free from essence, From life, o so dear, From truth?In You I Seek Vengeance
I would like to be a poet, Free, more so than you, Free from drastic boundaries, Set not by me. But you are wasted, You are all that's left, Not admired, Not supportive, And, by such, you leave me bare, Not poet, but poem.
Your tears have tainted this land, Yet you thirst, you have thirsted so, What once you could sustain, You have given to the wind.
I would like to be an ant, to bur
in Open on 6/10/08
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- AIMrhetoricdevine
- Current Age: im thinking of a number one through ten... and it has nothing to do with my age
- Current Residence: Mineshaft! a nice blurry tunnel of jubilance
- Interests: thinking/ dreaming/ entertaining my easily entertained self
- Favourite movie: Battle Royale
- Favourite band or musician: Led Zeppelin
- Favourite genre of music: Classic Rock classical jazz
- Favourite poet or writer: Phillip Pullman
- Favourite photographer: my mother
- Operating System: Windows XP
- Favourite game: Golden Sun
- Favourite gaming platform: Computer
- Favourite cartoon character: Gir from Invader Zim
- Personal Quote: it's awesomeness in a box without the box!!!
- Tools of the Trade: friends/ logic/ GRAMMAR/ deep thoughts tracking undulating quarry
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As I browse your gallery I can't help but be impressed. It was your first poem that snagged me, but I see now it wasn't a fluke. You have lots of potential as a writer.It's refreshing to find another writer on Deviant who doesn't post scrappy "Journal" poems.
Best of luck!
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Blade with whom I have lived,
blade with whom I now die,
serve right and justice one last time.
Seek one last heart of evil,
still one last life of pain.
Cut well old friend,
and then farewell.
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If you think you're free, there's no escape possible. ~Ram Dass
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