My power is lightning
My elements fire and air
I’m always seeking to be grounded
I shine brightly but quickly retreat
But my presence is made known by an echo
A booming echo
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Author Archives: DSylver
Red string
Fae and spirits of old,
no more tricks, let the truth be told
My life, my future, made visible, known Continue reading
Who is this?
For the first time in my life, I’m afraid of new experiences. Instead, I just want stability without boredom. An atmosphere where my memories are secondary to the present moment.
Bacterial Cohesion
Based on your diet, the bacteria that makes up your gut microflora have been found to influence your appetite and food choices. Your thoughts and feelings. What’s especially phenomenal is the fact that there is more bacteria on your skin and in your body than you have your Continue reading
Chasing Shadows
Release false possibilities. The perpetual dance of whimsical love ends unfulfilling and time as its only currency. Lay abreast the subtle vibrations of an ancient rhythm and become grounded among Self. In doing so, you Continue reading
Voices > Direction
Perpetual thought
endless chatter
A moment of outward silence
leads to inward torture
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Playing 21 Qs
“What kind of lover are you”, the card asked. He stood there glimpsing at me with an inquisitive passion. I knew he wanted something raw and deep. Good thing honesty is my greatest attribute. “Give me a kiss, and I’ll Continue reading
A Chance
I cant promise you that anything will come from our first date
I cant promise you that we will get along or share a lot of the same interests
I cant promise you that you wont get hurt again
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DnD Backstory
My characters a half-elf who’s existence (as far as he understands) began at what we can assume is around 22 yrs old. Besides the earth beneath his feet, his seemingly odd and unique occurance began without the slightest Continue reading
Public Love
Aware of the dangers- faced with the fear of public ridicule and aggression, I put out my hand with conviction; fingers spread wide, ready to receive. I look him in his eyes, and sternly say, “I’m not afraid. Not with Continue reading
Ephemeral Notions 