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Halloween -VII- by Difarious, literature

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Halloween -VII-

Halloween Halloween. Finally. After the long wait, Halloween finally arrived. It must be the best holiday there is. Something weird happened every Halloween. The year before that I finally buckled under peer pressure and, well… did what most teenagers get drawn into doing. Yes, that's right… I got myself a Myspace. And I must say, I thought Myspace was stupid before I got one, but my opinion sure did change. I actually started getting more school work done because of it. I'd type in my login information, click the button to sign in, minimize the window, and start writing a report for school. By the time I finished the report I was currently

My Haiku Part One by Difarious, literature

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My Haiku Part One

My Haiku This is my haiku It's a very good haiku I hope you like it You should worship it Because it is very good And you really suck Why don't you just die If you don't like my haiku It does not like you You should read haikus This one is the best haiku Because it is mine Do you know Buddha? He wrote many haikus too At least I think so Just to let you know This is going to be long But you should read it So far it is good This is the twentieth line Now the Twenty first It's now twenty two This is number twenty three Number twenty four Yep, that is correct This is the best one ever The best one there is And it just

Devil Sold Me His Soul by Difarious, literature

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Devil Sold Me His Soul

Devil Sold Me His Soul Late last night I was on guitar, It was after a late night at the bar, Drinks were passed And I had none Cause the feelings last Till the effects are done That's when the devil heard my playing Funny how he was praying The devil sold me his soul, And now he's paying the toll, I was going no where on a roll, Because playing bad was my goal, Now I have the devil's soul. By his fingers his ears were plugged, With him a suitcase he lugged He opened it and to me he showed, There was a contract In the things he'd unload, Oh yes, that's a fact. The devil sold me his soul, And now he's paying the toll, I w

Nothing Serious by Difarious, literature

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Nothing Serious

Nothing Serious Last night I was walking down the street, On the radio they were playing my beat, Oh how I just wish There was someone for me But all I have is a fish Never knew a bird or bee All I want to know is where he got one Nothing serious about a carrot with a shotgun. Nothing serious about a carrot with a shotgun Oh how I just love that pun Nothing serious about a carrot with a shotgun Oh how I could have one. Ten years ago I was dead Now I just want a bed I wanna sleep in a puddle With many many socks But only if they'll cuddle Because I'll be inside a box, I'll be eating my old honey bun, Nothing serious about a

Day in the Park -Sal VI- by Difarious, literature

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Day in the Park -Sal VI-

Day in the Park It must have been October 25th the day we went to the park. Yes, it must have been. There is no other possibility. That is the only day it could have been, except for October 26th. But that was it, that is, unless you're not excluding the 27th. But only three, and maybe the 28th. Then again, one plus eight is nine, so the 28th should be included. But I am pretty sure that I think that it probably could have been possible that it might have a slight chance of being close to around the proximity of the area of the 25th. One could never be too certain. Now, you might ask why we decided to go to the park on the 25th, and I woul

Monster Part One by Difarious, literature

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Monster Part One

Monster For twenty years that thing had lived there. No one wanted it around. No one truly knew what it was. It looked like a hairless possum, but with long bony arms, a spined back, and claws at the end of, most unusually, fingers. No one knew what it was, but they all knew what to call it. Monster. Every year for the last twenty years three or four of the townsfolk would disappear, never to be seen again. No one had ever seen them disappear, and though no one could truly prove anything, they all knew what it was Monster who killed. Just look at the thing. It was a killing machine. Every three months the thing had to eat, and every three

The Humaneiad Prologue by Difarious, literature

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The Humaneiad Prologue

The Humaneiad Matthew James Banning Emily Sue Rodan was the name of the girl who was killed that night. Dan Sudack was put on the case to find out who it was that killed Emily, but he was a little preoccupied. This was the second night in a row he and his wife had gotten into a fight. She hardly loved Dan at all and only married him for his money. Since the day they were married, she had been cheating on Dan with a man named Mike Zech. Mike was a construction worker with a lot of brawn but little brain. He tried to do the right thing, though it was hard at times. Just like when he hit his brother not even a year ago. Mark was his name

Woodlander -V- by Difarious, literature

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Woodlander -V-

Woodlander The next day came what would be the biggest fight between Eric and I that would ever occur. It was, looking over it again, probably one of the stupidest arguments one could get into; that's why two got into it. This fight, if you are still not certain that it was the stupidest fight ever, involved Christopher Lambert, a gay man, and possibly the coolest looking sword in the world. Let me explain: Well, it was getting to be pretty late in October. I don't remember the exact date except that it was before the twenty-second but after the twentieth. Everything was going pretty well for us, You hadn't shown up yet, and for that we co

Teenage Rebellion -IV- by Difarious, literature

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Teenage Rebellion -IV-

Teenage Rebellion To make a relatively short story even shorter, You did not show up that day. Nor did he show up the next. It wasn't for many weeks that You would show up. In the meantime, which was just as well seeing as we were very busy people. I just would not have a place in my daily planner to pencil entertaining You in between "Staring at the wall" and "Pretend like I'm busy by walking around." I was booked up until college. One would think my life would be a little more exciting, what with a limbless demon and moving lobster made of stone, but truth be told, it was boring. It was boring like a us like a mole through dirt. And the b

Eagle V. Falcon Part One by Difarious, literature

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Eagle V. Falcon Part One

Eagle V. Falcon Part One It is present day here on Earth, and there is much dispute between governments. Scientists in the Nazi Party have managed to invent a machine in which they can see the many paths in the future. Hung Lee, the leader of this party, has used the new machine to see future opposition and assassinate them. So far, there has been success and the Nazi Party has become a rising party in Germany. Doom seemed to be on the horizon. However, one obstacle stood in their way, and that obstacle was America. The American forces would inevitably get involved and, according to the Nazi Machine, a single American, probably a special

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Enter The Nazareth by Difarious, literature

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Enter The Nazareth

Enter the Nazareth Savior of the souls of Hell It is he who judges your fate Enter the Nazareth He who saves us all The one with the final say (Chorus) I was surrounded by people, Alone all the time Given great gifts And had nothing at all My ego was high And my heart was low There was Rachel and Kaitlyn, Tasneen and Meagan But none that I had loved, Until the day she came… Chorus I thought her name was Luna And I thought she was sixteen I fell n love at first site But choose to ignore it She wouldn't fall for me Chorus It was nearing nightfall 3 months, 4 months later, when a joke came from me, a joke that called f

Confusion by Difarious, literature

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Confusion

Confusion Confusion, What is it? A curse? It drives us insane, Making us live in curiosity, Too afraid to ask, too afraid to tell For fear of the answer we will get, We think and think, But to no avail, For the more we think, The more confused we get, But we cant' stop thinking, For what is life without answers? Yet we must solve it ourselves, Because of fear of being judged, Oh, the looped world of Confusion! It is such a curse we can not stand it! And yet, A blessing it can be, For what is life if we have all the answers? What is life without controversy? Oh, the hell we'd be in if we all understood each other, It wo

Return of the Nazareth by Difarious, literature

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Return of the Nazareth

Return of the Nazareth Enter the Nazareth, Savior of the souls of Hell, Becka is my Nazareth, Saving my soul from the Hell on Earth, But one must wonder, She is my Nazareth, But am I her's? Does my burning love for her comfort her? Or does it pain her? I have yet to meet my Nazareth, The one I call my Goddess, And she has yet to meet me, Does this hurt her much? Does our love warm her up, Or does it freeze her in the night? Is my lust for her, And her lust for me, What's tearing us inside? Nay I say, Yet Aye I say, For it leaves me in wonderment, Does my love hurt her? Or does it please her? Does she wish deep inside h

Satan in the Twighlight by Difarious, literature

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Satan in the Twighlight

Satan in the Twilight: Just a the sun seems to set, And the sky turns black as a jet, When everything seems to be right, I can see Satan in the twilight, Oh, Satan in the Twilight Comin' to claim my soul tonight, But when he comes he'll find My soul's already sold To a man named Jesus Christ, I look to the north and I look to the rest, And I look into the flames of my death, I can see that's where he hides, So I look to the sky, To the stars, I confide, Shining bright like Jesus Christ, Oh, Satan in the Twilight Comin' to claim my soul tonight, But when he comes he'll find My soul's already sold To a man named Jesus Christ

The Gift by Difarious, literature

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The Gift

The Gift Jessies Last Diary Entry: Jimmy is taking me out to a fancy restaurant tonight, and then were going off to the dance. Jimmy is such a sweet boy. I love him so much. Hes just a little shy, though. I hope he kisses me tonight. Hes such a nice boy. Oh God, I hope he kisses me tonight. Jimmys Last Journal Entry: Tonight Im taking Jessie to the senior prom and to a pretty nice restaurant. I wish I could have done better for her, if only I had the money. Too bad I couldnt have saved it all for her. Tonight Im going to giver her a gift, one I hope shell never forget. Shes such a sweet and caring girl. I hope she never forgets this night.

Just My Day -I- by Difarious, literature

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Just My Day -I-

Just My Day It was a clear as crystal night and the moon shown brightly through the cloudless sky. The faint rustling of leaves could be heard as the wind blew softly through the night's warm air. The night seemed perfect, the day had seemed ideal. If only every day could be like today. It was only I and a select few other people who would ever know that no other day could ever amount to what had happened during the night to October 19th, 2003. My clock had read 6:15 AM when I woke up that morning. And just as every day, I thought today was going to be the usual day, with the usual boyish hope that something strange would happen today. So

Potato Salad -II- by Difarious, literature

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Potato Salad -II-

Potato Salad Something else had also occurred that night I had met Limbless Sal. And this was, by far, the oddest part of my day. As it turned out, Limbless Sal was not the creature it described in The Big Book of BS, and that he was just here to steal some food from our fridge. He didn't even intend to hurt us. Oopsie. But that was in the past, I figured, so might as well forgive and forget. And since Limbless Sal had come all the way from wherever he had come from – and not to mention the fact that I cut off his arms and legs – I decided the least I could do was give him some food. "Yeah, whatdya got?" Limbless Sal asked me. I opened

Rock Lobster -III- by Difarious, literature

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Rock Lobster -III-

Rock Lobster After our brief meeting with Potato Salad, Limbless Sal, Eric, and I decided that we should go to the beach. Unfortunately, as you may or may not recall, it was the middle of October. I still do not see why we couldn't go to the beach, it was a warm day outside and the beach was public property. Who was going to sue me for being there? The Town? I f so, I should start watching myself, if they get that mad over trespassing on a salty, sandy wasteland I'd hate to see how they react to trespassers on the road or in the park. Well, since the beach was ruled out, there were only two things left for us to do: Wait for it to snow and

A Sign from God by Difarious, literature

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A Sign from God

A Sign From God So there I was, the number and me. I didn't quite know what to do with it at first. Should I call it? Should I disregard it? Me, disregard something? Ha, never! This was a sign. This was a sign from God. I was meant for this number, and it was meant for me. So I reached in to my pocket for my cell phone when I realized it wasn't in that pocket. So I reached into the right pocket and shifted through all the junk: paper clips, student ID's, broken magnets, cough drops, pen caps, etc., when I realized it wasn't in that pocket either. So I looked through the inside pocket, finding nothing but trash as well. This was a sign. This

Isn't He Our God by Difarious, literature

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Isn't He Our God

Isn't He Our God? The news had gotten around quickly that day. All the prophets were going crazy. Today was the day the Lord would come down from his heavenly home so the people could see for themselves that He was real. Everyone sat around, anxiously waiting in the place where they were all told he'd be. Everyone was there: Christians, Muslims, Jews, Hindis, Buddhists, and even atheists showed up. It was said that if He didn't come today, he would never come at all. So the people sat there, anxiously waiting for the arrival of their proof of a god, though which god he would be no one knew. Would he be Allah? Jahova? One of the Chinese gods?

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Just My Day -I- by Difarious, literature

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Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: I'm right here
Favourite genre of music: Rock'n'roll and Soft rock
Favourite photographer: Robert Hughes, Hayley Sandgren, Lara Day
Favourite style of art: There's styles?
Operating System: I call 911, they take me to get an operation
MP3 player of choice: the cheapest one I can find
Shell of choice: soft shelled tacos all the way
Wallpaper of choice: I prefer paint
Skin of choice: white, but I'm open to other races
Favourite cartoon character: Vash the Stampede
Personal Quote: Suck at Life

Favourite Visual Artist

Jim Steinman

Favourite Movies

Crossroads, Waterworld

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Meatloaf

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe

Favourite Games

Wasting Space. Oh wait, that's my life.

Favourite Gaming Platform

platform? my bed is just fine

Tools of the Trade

Pen and notebook. And Keyboard and Computer

Other Interests

making videos, writing, and wrestling

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Difarious

Sep 30, 2006

Movies

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Me and my friends like to make movies and stuff, put none of them are flash videos, so I can't submit them to deviantart. I was wondering if you guys could take a look at one or two and tell me what you think and how we could make it better. It would be much appreciate. Thanks! Flaw and Disorder ..>http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-546960135317953479&hl=en..> Bat out of Hell ..>http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6000349050822800420&hl=en..> The Steel Life ..> http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=1859174099284034027&hl=en..> The Problem with Micky Deez ..>http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6628209625544794929&hl=en..>

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Difarious

Sep 29, 2006

Nothing

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I havent' written in here for a while. I don't think there's much to say. But why is there an "Unauthorized Duplication is a violation of applicable law" on my Bat out of Hell album? It's an actual record. I don't think I would have taken out a needle and started notching away on a round piece of plastic to copy the album in 1977. I am like 99 and 9/11% positive that there was no record button on record players in 1977. But hey, maybe they were creative. I dunno.

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Difarious

Aug 24, 2006

Sweet

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Looking back at the files on my computer and the submissions I have, I just realized it's been a year and two days since I've written a poem. I feel proud of myself. I should throw myself a party. Wahoo.