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The simple truth by Rinn0, literature

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The simple truth

I crouch at the ready, like a predator in tall grass, waiting for the firing shot. My hair stands on end, my skin reacting to a shift in the breeze, abating the cold. I inhale deeply, my lungs ready to burst, as my chest tightens to scream. I am a storm of forces - a being of pursuit, fire and thunder. I am human, a life in motion, a body in decay. I am stardust, some potential energy and a spark. I am stardust. I am potential energy. I am a spark.

Thinking of a man by Rinn0, literature

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Thinking of a man

Your face is the windswept shore of a land I don't know but dream of, so I travel the seas to find you. I hear your breaths as the roiling waves, and your tosses and turns are the storms that shake me. Lost at sea, my chapped lips thirst for you, and my sun-baked hide cries for your embrace - but at the journeys end the mist of sleep recedes, and I will wake to find you beside me.

White Rabbit homage by Rinn0, literature

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White Rabbit homage

You've forgotten how you got there, but you're tumbling down the hole. "It's too late girl, don't turn back now," says the man who is a mole. "Now you've done it, and must pay the toll." When you wake up they'll call you Alice, and you'll forget who you once were. The moon, so filled with malice, is a cat with speckled fur; through darkness he'll lead you, the filthy cur. You'll meet a mouse inside a teapot, with a hatter having a ball. And you'll wonder how is a raven like a writing desk even at all. Careful Alice, you're deep in their thrall. By magic, and misfortune, your arms are turning to lead, and the de

Will you be my boyfriend? by Rinn0, literature

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Will you be my boyfriend?

I think about you in the strangest places At the most inconvenient times While staring at other peoples' faces You're like a phantom, or a dream. A hazy mirage on dancing heat. In my mind's eye you gleam. Do I call to you now or do I leave you? Standing alone on your far off shore. "May I see you?" "Yes." So, Under the veil of dusk I will come and find you Shed my daylight husk Bare all I have before you. Limbs intertwine, puzzle pieces fit I could lie here forever in your arms, so happily knit. But as night turns to day I will leave you; I will not wait for you to wake just to see you, just to be sent away. And y

Mars by Rinn0, literature

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Mars

There are no alcoholic beverages on the In Excelsis. Her crew and cargo are both expected to retain a strict level of sobriety. It came as quite a shock then, when at the end of our two and a half year journey through outer space, heretofore unmentioned champagne bottles were carted out by the hundreds and distributed around the entire craft, in celebration of our arrival at a new home. The champagne is distributed in plastic bags which, although useful for holding liquids in zero gravity, sorely lack the resounding chime of good crystal. No one ever mentions how you'll miss these things when you g

Miserable, unhappy and lonely by Rinn0, literature

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Miserable, unhappy and lonely

What curse is it to be forced in the company of individuals from whose company you only wish desperately to escape. To be in a situation where everyone involved would like nothing more than to scatter to the four winds and disband, never again have a word to share with the others. What is this aching frustration I feel, eating away at my conscience and rationality, subverting my sanity with trailing thoughts of brutal murder or jumping off buildings. Is it a kind of karma or sick form of character building, instigated by a vengeful fate seeking to teach a cruel lesson while instilling misery; is this situation meant to make us feel humbl

Letter of the lost Faith by Rinn0, literature

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Letter of the lost Faith

I remember the first time I saw you on the sphere, playing against the Al Bhed Psyches at the Luca stadium. Being Al Bhed myself I had of course wanted you to lose. But as I watched the match go on, watching you play eventually persuaded me otherwise. You were just that good; so powerful and strong, could block any tackle or pass and give back twice more. I think I fell in love with you first then, a teenage super-star crush, but it was still love. Maureníc, star mid fielder of the Macalania Maidens. You were famous all over Spira, as a blitzball player, as the Macalania

Modes of Me by Rinn0, literature

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Modes of Me

I am not one person, but rather many, who take turns directing and dictating my body. I am not me when I am late to class, running to catch a train or bus, or late to a movie screening; that is not me racing down the highway or sprinting across the quad. He is someone else, frantic and cursing outloud, ruing his predicament and panicking over the potential outcome. I am not me, when I am waiting for a bus that is late; that person who grows impatient and anxious even when he is not in a hurry, I do not know him. You will see him often at the bus stop and sometimes at the airport. He would wait out

The Earth Seekers by Rinn0, literature

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The Earth Seekers

The Earth Seekers In a distant village, in a forgotten time, there lived a small but bustling community of people. Like us but not quite the same as us, they had cultivated the land and domesticated the wildlife. Their houses were made of fallen timber, gathered stone, or dried clay, and their homes were warm and full of family. After a time their ventures would take them beneath the earth and above the sky. Those that digged the earth had found this miraculous substance, such as had never been seen before; they called it the darkened blood of the earth. It burned at the flame and would explode if concentrated further. Meanwhile, the p

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The simple truth by Rinn0, literature

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The simple truth

Thinking of a man by Rinn0, literature

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Thinking of a man

White Rabbit homage by Rinn0, literature

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White Rabbit homage

Mars by Rinn0, literature

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Mars

Miserable, unhappy and lonely by Rinn0, literature

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Miserable, unhappy and lonely

Letter of the lost Faith by Rinn0, literature

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Letter of the lost Faith

Modes of Me by Rinn0, literature

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Modes of Me

The Earth Seekers by Rinn0, literature

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The Earth Seekers

And the sky keeps marching on by Rinn0, literature

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And the sky keeps marching on

The clouds overhead are marching in quiet concession, like a platoon on the path to battle. Their swift crusade is highlighted by a hidden moon, it's fullness inappreciable behind their ranks. I shiver against a gust of cold and pull myself closer to you, the fur trim on your unadorned hood tickles my face and I brush it aside. The wind howls in the empty trees while decaying leaf litter and swaying branches dance like strange interpreters of foreign music. There are wolves in the forests, or at least the irrational part of me claims so. I don't really think this, but the notion has already lodged itself in my mind and seems determined n

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I love to write for myself. I aspire to write well for others.

Favourite genre of music: techno
Operating System: Vista: Ultimate (64Bit)
MP3 player of choice: iPod
Wallpaper of choice: DremeScene
Personal Quote: Knowledge is power, but ignorance is bliss.

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Rinn0

Oct 7, 2008

Turning Around

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I've been kind of troubled lately and so in my last writing spurt I sort of let out a lot of aggression towards my brother (and myself in some ways).  Anyway, I'm feeling a lot better now that my points of view have turned around a bit, I suppose.

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Rinn0

Oct 3, 2008

Barbie with a Gun

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I'm watching the Vice Presidental Debates right now and the voice of that Alaskan Republican bitch has driven me over the brink.  Senator Sarah Palin, or "Barbie with a Gun" as my High School English teacher has so poetically nicknamed her, is an offense to the human senses and pyche.  The only logical and appropriate response to this assult on my sanity is my own assult on the general qualms I have with the Republican Party as well as Republicans in general.   First, I hate that all republicans look like demented clones of an original person.  They all dress the same, look the same, speak the same, think the same; they're like some horribly

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Rinn0

Sep 29, 2008

First and Foremost

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I don't have much to say at the moment, and I certainly don't want deviantart to become some sort of live journal oulet for me; that's not why I'm here.  But, I look forward to sharing my future writing samples with my friends here and using it to expose myself as a writer. Thank you.