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Unheard StoriesYou always hear or read those stories about preventing suicide. Or for when you want to stop bullying, trying to be more considerate for others. Some that you may have read is the famous story of a young girl who commits suicide and it explains how her whole family and school reacts. How her bullies regretted what they said and all that. And then how a little boy who is crying, you make fun of him, and it turns out that he's crying because his mother died. But what about those who never experienced that? Those who are just having a bad life together? Or for those that are struggling. They still cry..but the most famous stories are about someo

Interference from the PrincessInterference from the Princess of Wands turning Happiness to Prudence,

the Futility of the Truce letting The Empress Trump Strife & The Aeon,

the Knight of Wands is The Hanged Man today,

Success and Fortune flipping Indolence while the Queen of Wands sits on her throne,

Sorrow and Cruelty shine on The Hierophant,

and The Moon looks over the Knight of Swords & the Princess of Cups.

The Princess of Disks however, reigns with Oppression so fiery it brings Peace.

The Lovers and The Magus Gain an Ace of Disks and an Ace of Swords respectively while The Star makes an Adjustment of Virtue using Dominion with Abundance to Change her Disappoint

Abysm Warrior"Dark skies calls you, denizen of illusions.
The mighty roar from the earth crushes,
blast in terror powers around,
through ages and times to be bound.
Unrestrained is the calling of your breath,
burning slashes in dreams,
bend by the acts of fools,
served by the gods as mere tools.
Carnage...
Murderer...
Executioner...!
Savage!!
Smells of crimson vigors be shed
in the name of this feral knight;
proud dark death,
killing for an insatiable fight!

Odas desde el inframundoEscribiendo cartas y mandando pergaminos
las voces se alzan y muestran su poder
ante todos aquellos llamados enemigos
que los han encerrado en su prision...
aquellos dados de poder antiguo
se han alzado en guerra por los suyos
dando de baja a los que estan levantados
o uniendose deprisa a los caidos...
dejando huellas en la fria arena
cruzando zanjas en todo el camino
viajando los errantes en territorio enemigo
hasta disiparse en la niebla aquellos espiritus...
vagando con rumbo no definido
esperando el dia que ellos aparescan
toda la tropa entera
se va preparando para crear un nuevo rio...
los altos mandos se van al frente
dirigiendo palabra

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by ~Yamahato-Yokimoko, Apr 26, 2011, 8:06:57 PM
Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Visual & Found Poetry

As far as
         The stars may seem
                I'll still reach
         Despite the challenges
I face.

Why should I
         Give in to obstacles
                That laugh, detest
                        And tear me down?
                No! I say,
         I will succeed.

         I see the light,
                I hear the cheers beyond this tunnel
I run down.
Tired as I may get,
         Still I proceed
                Still I fight.

                I am strong.
                        I am powerful.
                                I will keep my head up
                                            And my heart higher.

                                       If I'm not destined to win,
                                Not able yet to reach my dream,
                        Who's to say another day
                Is not on my side?

        I will not give in.
        I am strong.
        I am powerful.
        I will keep my head up
        And my heart higher.

I Canby ~Yamahato-Yokimoko

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Creativity Portal: 4.26.11 -- Determination even in the face of failure can keep us going and in the process, the lift we get from moving can be exhilarating. Kids often have stubborn determination. We are all still kids. Can you access your kid-like determination and direct it toward forward propulsion?

This is some visualization showing the progression of oneself within the lines. As the poem goes on, the lines get closer to their goal, but constantly get pushed back by obstacles. This change in lines represents life's struggles.

~Mokuze Apr 27, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

I like the use of repetition in the last stanza. If I may say, the sentences seemed a little choppy. Was it an intended effect? I know I pull weird shit like that sometimes.

~Yamahato-Yokimoko Apr 27, 2011

Haha it was meant to just represent what a person would actually say to themselves. Since when do you see an average person throwing big flowing words around in their head?

~Mokuze Apr 27, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Well I do.

But I'm a little weird.

*RedicaTranscension Apr 30, 2011 Professional Writer

As do I. And as am I.

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