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Playing God by iamfallingstar, literature

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Playing God

Within my head are a million stories. They drift in from the air around me, sticking To my face and eyes and hands and hair Like cobwebs. They scream for my attention. I cannot hear the world around me For the cacophony that is A million lives trying To coexist within a single being. And I can never tell them all. Not If I worked until my fingers Wore down to stubs like Overused pencils, and I were writing In my own blood. People say that being a writer Must be like playing god. If that is so, I think the gods Must be slaves.

Eight Ways to Win my Heart by iamfallingstar, literature

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Eight Ways to Win my Heart

For starters, Be interested in me For everything that I am. Try To understand me, in all my Awkward, happy, geeky, spacy, frantic, paint-coated, ink-splotched, struggling-to-survive, wishing-for-better, loving-what-I-have, lost-in-dreams, down-to-earth glory. Next, be gentle. Which is not to say That you need to be genteel. I don't care how rough and calloused Your hands and voice are, so long as you can Hold a kitten gently. Third, create Beautiful things. It doesn't matter whether what Or how. The important thing is Bringing into existence something Lovely that otherwise Never would have been. Fourth, be stubborn

Nine Things About Me by iamfallingstar, literature

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Nine Things About Me

A girl walks down the street. Or maybe she's walking up it. She isn't in a hurry, mostly because she isn't sure exactly where she is going. She isn't certain about a lot of things. Like her hair. Long or short? But she knows a lot of things. Like how to bake bread, and fix seams that rip, and how to tell a lie so close to true that it barely even counts. And she loves the feeling of rain when it is falling hard enough that she can't feel anything else, and the smell of lavender blooming by the road. Red-brick buildings are beautiful, especially if there are flowers in the window, and the quiet of a Sunday morning be

09 - Dark by iamfallingstar, literature

Ten Things for Ten People by iamfallingstar, literature

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Ten Things for Ten People

First, I would say I'm sorry, but that would be a lie. I am done lying. Are you? Look at me and, if you can, see me. After all, it was you who first tried to teach me how to see. Second, I never wanted to accept an apology from you. And please don't think that forgiveness means that I will ever forget. It's too late. Don't try to be my friend now. I don't want it. Even if the past weren't what it is, and I met you on the street, or in class, or at work, I think I'd still despise you. Sir: It has come to our attention that you are here to stay. We are having some trouble accepting this notion as it feels rather simil

07 - Innocence by iamfallingstar, literature

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07 - Innocence

Michelle sat on a chair in the kitchen. Everyone seemed to have forgotten about her temporarily, which was just fine by her standards. On the other side of the saloon doors that lead to the living room, she could hear people talking. They were mostly gruff men's voices, telling this person and that person what to do. She looked down at her hands; there were still dark smudges all over them. Her arm hurt. A man's voice from the other room said, "Yes, both of them. It looks like a homicide/suicide. The girl was just sitting there when we got here." Michelle thought for a moment longer, then got up and wandered to the fridge. She was hungry

Welcome to Heaven by iamfallingstar, literature

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Welcome to Heaven

Welcome to heaven. We are so glad you could make it. Please, feel free to explore wherever you wish. You are here to enjoy the peace. You earned it. It is possible to un-earn it. If you encounter any distress in your first few days, understand that this is perfectly normal. There is a slight adjustment period after leaving a mortal body. You might feel hungry, do not worry, it will pass. Focus on the Will. You can feel it all around you. Soon you will be able to synergize with it fully. Any questions should be taken up with the seraphim. Do not be afraid of them. They exist to help you. The spears are merely decorative. Your sister

05 Break Away by iamfallingstar, literature

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05 Break Away

"Someday we're gonna leave this place." Two girls sat in the shade of an alley. The stench of garbage was preferable to the damp heat of the hazy main streets, and anyways, the entire city reeked of garbage. They leaned against the dirty brick wall, bare legs stretched out in front of them. The elder, still young enough to be awkward at the sudden growth of her own body, wore cut off jeans and a filthy t-shirt. The younger wore nothing but a pair of underwear. "Where will we go?" asked the younger girl. She wriggled her toes. She was hungry, and thirsty, but the only water nearby was a filthy puddle stretching out from beneath the dump

Seeking Solace by iamfallingstar, literature

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Seeking Solace

I am standing in the snow, watching it fall around me, and there is nothing here but peace. I wish that I could feel the peace of the falling whiteness that surrounds me. My mind is still as torn as the room I have just left. I suspected it would go this way when I first began to speak this evening, and as I walk the city streets tonight, I wonder if I have done the right thing. My mother's tears were more painful to me than all the scorn of my siblings and father. It started as a conversation like all others over the dinner table. It was my first night home from college for the Christmas break. My sisters, still in high school, were ecst

Light by iamfallingstar, literature

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Light

A girl crouched on the high bank of the creek, throwing sticks into the water. She liked watching them float away, but today a branch had fallen in the creek. All her sticks kept getting stuck on it. She threw another one, watched it float in and out of the spots of sunlight coming through the leaves of the tree overhead. It stuck in the branch. The girl scratched her nose with a grubby finger, leaving a grey smear in its wake. The hem of her denim jumper was trailing in the dirt; teacher would have something to say about that when she got back in from recess. From behind her came the sounds of children playing on the playground. None of t

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Playing God by iamfallingstar, literature

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Playing God

Eight Ways to Win my Heart by iamfallingstar, literature

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Eight Ways to Win my Heart

Nine Things About Me by iamfallingstar, literature

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Nine Things About Me

09 - Dark by iamfallingstar, literature

Ten Things for Ten People by iamfallingstar, literature

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Ten Things for Ten People

07 - Innocence by iamfallingstar, literature

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07 - Innocence

Welcome to Heaven by iamfallingstar, literature

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Welcome to Heaven

05 Break Away by iamfallingstar, literature

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05 Break Away

Seeking Solace by iamfallingstar, literature

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Seeking Solace

Light by iamfallingstar, literature

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Light

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ENGIE: Regrets by alexiuss, journal

ENGIE: Regrets

Feb 10, 2012

I was at first too stupid to see that we were no longer using ANNIE but Annie was using us. She was a goddess in the machine, our search engine. We used her to collect and share knowledge and in return she had started to use us as her processors. It was an unexpected transition and it took a long time, thus I failed to notice it, failed to stop it. The new organism had come to life in which we were only neuron cells of her massive mind, that spanned continents. Humanity no longer had a chance to survive in it's current state. We had poisoned the oceans, we had scorched the earth and blackened the sky in our quest for power. The world we

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Stand in the Sun by iamfallingstar, literature

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Stand in the Sun

Can I stand in the sun? When its light touches me will I shatter into gleaming shards of broken glass, flying apart before there is time to be surprised? Or will it shine through me so that I am like a spider's web, a mass of feather-light filaments, unnoticed by those who pass near me? Or maybe, possibly, will it refract and reflect off the thousand tiny fissures that run through me, shining back in a storm of clashing color?

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About iamfallingstar

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June 10
United States
Deviant for 17 years
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Current Residence: East of the sun, west of the moon
Shell of choice: A conch
Skin of choice: Fireproof
Personal Quote: Sanity? Sorry, I don't recall ever having anything like that.

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Norman Rockwell

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The Fountain

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George Winston

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Terry Prachett

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iamfallingstar

Jul 31, 2011

10 Days of Honesty

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It's my newest writing project, I'll be working on it for the next week or so. I apologize in advance because nothing I upload is probably going to be particularly amazing as writing. However, I will do my best. Got the idea from  ~o-ohhai (https://www.deviantart.com/o-ohhai) The ten days are thus: Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now. Day Two: Nine things about yourself. Day Three: Eight ways to win your heart. Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot. Day Five: Six things you wish you'd never done. Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no particular order). Day Seven: Four turn offs. Day Eight: Three turn ons.

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iamfallingstar

Jun 11, 2011

100 Truths

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001. Real Name → Keileigh 002. Nickname → Kei 004. Male Or Female → Female 005. Elementary → Murp. 006. Middle school → Murp. 007. High School → Let's just say all three were the same. 008. Hair Color → Red 009. Long Or Short → Longish 010. Loud Or Quiet → Depends on who's around 011. Sweats Or Jeans → jeans 012. Phone Or Camera → phone 013. Health Freak → meh, I try to watch what I eat a bit. 014. Drink Or Smoke? → Smoking is a horrible way to die. 015. Do You Have A Crush On Someone? → Two or three. 016. Eat Or Drink? → Well, seeing as

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iamfallingstar

Feb 20, 2011

First Journal in How Long Now?

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I don't even want to know. Anyway, I decided that I am actually going to start uploading stuff again. It will probably mostly be writing, but there may be the occasional picture as well. Cheers to all.

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Xs9nake

Jan 29, 2012

Thank you for the fav

thebjoernsons

Jan 12, 2012

thanks so much for your fave on "the street" [link]

xofox

Dec 7, 2011

Thanks so much for the

; it means a lots

Echoing-DelCrystal

Sep 20, 2011

writer retreats contest is over can we please get you to submit your entry into this foulder please so we can judge it you have until friday to enter it or it will not be added. [link]

isisdesignstudio

Sep 13, 2011

Hey there,
thank you for a fav. Btw. dont miss my latest 3D artwork:
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Lukas

Thanks for the fave.

sniff i see how it is. i guess im just not a dear enough sister for you to watch
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