Thoughts Behind the Scales
I never thought much of ponies to begin with, but i have far more respect for them now. no wonder they're the dominant force in equestria.
Thoughts on chaos and order
No form or thought. when it comes to life, it is a unique balance of controlled chaos and cultivated order, keeping shape, and its own equilibrium.
Thoughts Chelonian: a poem
**thoughts chelonian** _by altivo overo (copyright 2017)_ ten hundred hundred times the wandering sun has darkened, vanished without trace, returned; and though my time grows short at least i know my life is writ in arcane symbols turned into th'enspiraled
A never fading thought
If i thought for just one moment that your touch would be the last i'd feel, i'd embrace you and know that this has all been real. if i thought for just one moment that my heart would beat its last beat.
Deaf-erences...
Diversity a thought too far, excuse takes place over reasoning untouchable above the clouds better choices lose to voices choosing to silently scream below those ever listening under shrouds singular, cellular, systematic thoughts grow & show so very
Innocence of Youth
Wherein does a boy become a man? What magical rite transforms an adolescent boy to a blooded man? Must he journey to stars end and battle vast spiraling entities to secure his place. Or must the child accept his own truth and be the man he wishes to...
Don Quixote Complex
I have heard a dying man sing out his last breath I have eaten fire, and drunk water I have watched our world be devoured, mountains, oceans, and all I have fought a great many battles with naught but words I have seen the face of unspeakable...
The Cost of True Peace 1
Before him, an image appeared, or at least he thought. it was a strange sensation, the form that he thought he saw, he somehow knew was not their, just the idea, that she was their.
Taste of Fire: Thoughts of Hatred
_Here I am, here I am at last._ _The world knows me well, yet they look to my surrogate without recognition. I march over them as they plea for their lives, but I will have no mercy on the prisons of my souls. They are trapped in their ignorant husks,...
Peaceful friends...
To old friends still alive & well in thought only as i dream, it seems...you'll know, i never for anything, any of it, forgot... miss you all... gone but not forgotten... still telling your jokes, & smiling like before...
She Needs Me.
I'm here because she needs me. She's the only one who can ever see. What makes the real me. If I'm lying, then I'm dying. If I'm dying then I'm crying. If I'm dying and I'm crying, it's because I know. That I can't go. I'm standing on the...
Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Eight
Once we dropped Vivian and most of the things that we'd purchased while out shopping, and changed me into a clean and dry diaper, Jack headed for the nearby police precinct with a me dozing in my seat hugging my new Stripes close to my chest. It had...