Some Thoughts About Myself, Humanity, And Furries.

Yes, I do think that we can be boisterous, overly bold, and write shaggy-dog stories. Yes, I do think that we are longing, lustful humans, many of which have been deprived of company for far too long. Some of us can be mean, cruel, teasing, taunting,...

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Making furries a reality...

Preface So, this isn't a well researched scientific paper or anything, just some years of thought put into it, so if you are expecting a detailed explanation of the precise methodology and diagrams, you are looking in the wrong place. This is a...

The Nightly Feed

There are those lucky folk who carry their sins for themselves, and only themselves. It is these folk who are blessed, for they merely have their own ills and evils to bear before they may pass into the beyond. I am not so lucky. My name is Tembo. I...

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My World, Our World, One World, Small World

For my friends, A place where one's purpose lies in that which is immediately obvious. Where the highest office one could hope to achieve is that of a good friend, a lover, a mother, a father. Where there is and has never been a legitimate reason...

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One Chance Part 1

A store alarm sounds as three young men rush through the door rushing down the street as the store owner runs out yelling and pointing as the three rush around the corner shortly followed by the sounds of police sirens. Two of them make it into an...

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Tired

Tired Copyright Pyrin1701 Just some thoughts about life, the universe any everything, and how pointless love is. Why should I care? Everywhere I look, I see people being selfish. I see people getting what they want. I see the beautiful...

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Haiku Who?

For those that dont know, a haiku is said to have 3 lines, of 5, 7, and 5 syllables. While japanese language has more traditional rules applying to haiku as well, I dont know enough about moras to attempt a more accurate description. Visit your local...

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Walking through the woods during a snowstorm

Walking through the woods during a snowstorm has always been an experience I enjoy. Using it to clear my mind of all the worries and frustrations that had built up over time. Doing so I have always felt at peace with the world and myself at these...

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Sentinel

I have lost touch with a good friend who lived in the path of the monster super cell that wiped across the face of the United States these past two weeks. (End of October 2010) I have yet to hear back that she is ok, but I will continue to hope for the...

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The Daemon

_Upon the windswept hill on this moonlit night_ _The black forest behind and town in sight,_ _A small figure sits among the grass_ _All alone in sorrow._ _A pair of crimson horns and a queen's tail,_ _Golden eyes and a smile impaled._ _As the...

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Delving Deep.

The striving, omniscient, self capitulating behemoth of inner resolve. To gaze upon its bald face is to see eternity itself. The ability to not merely confront any obstacle, but stare it down into dissolution. For within itself is the assuredness of...

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