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The Revolutionary Cycle Nothing could defile the blissful fountain That spouted the joy of the world, But still a vengeful fire remained alight. It dwelled, invisible, until… They said, “It is time”— Time to open the doors of silence, Bring forth the cataclysmic overthrows, Rejoice in...

The suggestions are always welcome here! Yours were very good, I must admit. I retyped this with all your suggestions and it was amazing. Don't worry. It's being re-written without it. Happy now??? :D Thank you both. If I didn't have a distinctive voice, then how would you know it was...

A Dangerous Time - Within Temptation

Fear of heights. I won't even fly in an airplane, so I'm kinda stuck where I'm at... Art: Neo-classical or modern? (Neo-classical for me!)

I think this is the longest I've ever had an avatar at one time....maybe I should change it. But to what? Merry Christmas. Did everyone get what they wanted? And the kids, lady.c, how were they? How early did ya have to wake up? 4:00 a.m.? :D

Thank you very much JohnB, though I fear I do not know near the amount of words that you have erupted upon me. I will revise, as this was only a first of many drafts. I just haven't gotten around to revision. I'll do that soon. The last lines do have a hidden hindsight, but I feel it is...

Frosty definitely. It's so sugary and sweet. Normally I just lick the sides off and leave the wheat. Pasta or pizza?

Does his name start with an M perhaps?

"Beneath," he says to me as I fall behind the shawls And crawl, despairing, as the shadows creep along. "Oh, God, is nothing right?" I hope. I feel Nothing. And all I have left is my invisible touch, As he chases me to the depths of Hell. I'm breathing, quick and shallow. Like a pool of...

I remember it being made of lollipops and candy canes, is it still? I can't check back in until after the holidays with all the work it takes, you know. :D Maybe I'll see if my Happy Place will still accept me. I miss the squishy wall and playing games like Knockout the Guards. Merry...

An absolute parody of disgusting proportions. Might I add that I am not a pasty pale Slim Jim. I am not a piece of dried meat (but I suspect you've finished your share of them.) My screenname is spelled V-e-s-p-e-R-t-i-l-i-o, but I must have spelled it wrong, seeing as you are the all-knowing...

Wonderful, absolutely wonderful. Can I get this in print? :D

Absolutely wonderful, JohnB.

And you must be his prized possession...Merry Christmas to the fool of WriterJohnB. :D Where the hell did that come from? Perhaps Webster's Dictionary of Useless Comebacks?

But in reality, she is, as I am as well, and hundreds of these wonderful people on the forum. But truly, if he were to snap, do you think he'd leave them all alone. NO. He would search the highest mountains and coldest tundra to wreak his havok. His mind is completely warped, and little will...

Yes, you should know that feeling well, I believe.

Aahh, my little attitude. I'm sorry, and I'll keep it in my wittle pocket (though I doubt it would fit), but have I done exactly what you've been attempting for the last 4 pages? Have I angered you? All with just a little work. And you have soooo much irritation, because the whole world is out...

I'm sorry, wicky, but I just did not like this poem at all. I felt it to be a little too redundant and not very thoughtful. No I don't mean that it isn't a good poem, I just think that it is not written well, and that it sounds like a typical romantic poem. It expresses the thoughts behind it...

This is not a game; you don't have to one-up me, and although this is none of your business, I made this quote in response to someone in my Geometry class, not because of you. It's my own idea, so keep out the "They."

Me, too. It's very sad. T_T