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Sunday, December 23, 2007


Hi
So post post
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Sunday, December 16, 2007


So post
there I posted
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Monday, December 3, 2007


Quick post
FFFF I think i might fail History shhhhitt and some other classes better get my ass into gear ....
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Saturday, December 1, 2007


OMG SNOOOW

so its snowing and I'm so pumped but it sucks cause I have to stay inside.. but I get sometime to work On my art and unfortunately missing HOMEWORK well update later when something actually happens..XP

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Friday, November 30, 2007


Blog :o

so I have to blog before I get another insistant message yes so Hi there how are you I'm good.. and so on... I think thats how it goes. SO Im working on a manuscript for an up coming youtube series I'll be starting... yeah ah haha I'm doing a series well heres a written preview video preview coming in a month or so ..so yeah ..:
Ever found a thing in your house that didn't belong to you but you kept it anyway because people had forgotten about it? Well what would you do if you were faced with a challange that was as a consequence for taking that thing.. well Amethyst Rosemont never predicted that taking a simple book would bring out her families past, and change her future forever, now she is being stalked by flunkies from the vampire council and is having some freaks visit her from other dimensions and it all revolves around her great grandmothers stupid book, figures that her strange great grandmother would get them all in trouble but thats not the problem now. "You found a spellbook what now?" coming soon 'The Trouble of the Enchantment' brought to you by Rosemont Films
so thats the opening written version of it I might tweak it like the said title....


hmmm so I have been creative lately creating manuscripts stories and stuff... :D I don't know if thats good though D: I've been neglecting my studies so I have to use the weekend to fix it...D: and thats not fun

well I'm done for now thanks byes comment
The _ Hidden

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Wednesday, November 21, 2007


   The Artist by Stanley Kunitz
His paintings grew darker every year.
They filled the walls, they filled the room;
eventually they filled his world ---
all but the ravishment.
When voices faded, he would rush to hear
the scratched soul of Mozart
endlessly in gyre.
Back and forth, back and forth,
he paced the paint-smeared floor,
diminishing in size each time he turned,
trapped in his monumental void,
raving against his adversaries.
At last he took a knife in his hand
and slashed an exit for himself
between the frames of his tall scenery.
Through the holes of his tattered universe
the first innocence and the light
came pouring in.

Okay I know that was a short one and I need to get alot typed up to day so this little ... life update will be short ... anyways happy thanksgivings weekend to all. I'm exiced because aimee is suppose to call today if not aimee it should be Lana to tell me whats up and yeah... so yey me.. *shots self for even thinking yay me...* fuckin tv anyways more poems.. its by the same person FYI.

The Portrait

My mother never forgave my father
for killing himself,
especially at such an awkward time
and in a public park,
that spring
when I was waiting to be born.
She locked his name
in her deepest cabinet
and would not let him out,
though I could hear him thumping.
When I came down from the attic
with the pastel portrait in my hand
of a long-lipped stranger
with a brave moustache
and deep brown level eyes,
she ripped it into shreds
without a single word
and slapped me hard.
In my sixty-fourth year
I can feel my cheek
still burning.

next Peom is one that confuzzles me

Again and Again

Love knocked again at my door:
I tossed her a bucket of bones.
From each bone springs a soldier
Who shoots me as a stranger.

well thats all folks comment if you will!

The Hidden
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Monday, November 19, 2007


   Meditations on Death
I
O sister of the shadow,
blackest in strongest light,
Death, you pursue me.

In a pure garden
innocent desire concieved you
and peace was lost,
pensive death,
on your mouth.

From that moment
I hear you in the mind's flow,
sounding the far depths,
suffering rival of eternity.

Poisonous mother of the ages,
fearful of palpitation
and of solitude,

beauty punished and smiling,
in the drowse of flesh
runaway dreamer,

unsleeping athlete
of our greatness,
when you have tamed me tell me:
in the melancholy of the living
how long will my shadow fly?

II
Probing the deepest selves
of our unhappy mask (enclosure of the infinite)
with fanatic blandishment ---
the dark vigil of our fathers.

Death, mute word,
riverbed or sand deposited
by the blood,
I hear you singing like a locust
in the darkened rose of reflections.

III
Etcher of the secret wrinkles
in our unhappy mask ---
the infinite jest of our fathers.
You, in the deep light,
O confused silence,
insist like the angry Locusts.

IV
clouds took me by the hand.

On the hillside I burn space and time,
like one of your messengers,
like a dream, divine death.

V
You have closed your eyes.

A night is born
full of hidden wounds,

of dead sounds
as of corks
when the nets are let down to the water

Your hands become a breath
of inviolable distances,
slippery as thoughts,

And that equivocation of the moon
and that gentlest rocking,
if you would lay them on my eyes,
touch the soul.

You are the woman who passes by like a leaf

leaving an autumn fire in teh trees.

VI
O beautiful prey,
night-voice,
your movements
breed a fever.

Only you, demented memory,
could capture freedom
On your elusive flesh
trembling in clouded mirrors
what crimes, I wonder,
did you not teach me to consummate?
with you, phantoms, I have no reticences,
and my heart is filled with your remorse
when it is day.

Written By : Stanley Kunitz

so I'm scared to call aimee today for fear of getting hung up on well I suppose we'll see how it goes right? v.v
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Thursday, November 1, 2007


   People

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Wednesday, October 31, 2007


One Post says it all
Im mad >:(

because Laura >:P started making fun of the not Emanouil wrote mee....


grrr

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Thursday, October 25, 2007


   Okay Okay I'm a bit annnoooyed I'll admitt it...
Okay Okay so

heres the deal why... first of all... I'M getting sick of being TREATED like a side friend now that I'm am going out with EMAN... sometimes people make plans with the group and I'm not invited ... I am also hearing RUMORs that i'm getting called a bitch behind my back by PEOPLE that I don't even KNOW! Okay its sickening... MICHELLE i know your upset and YOU can talk to me... I'm sure your sad that aimees away too.. stop ACTING ... masks don't help or make anything better neither does keeping all locked up inside... as for AMANDA and JUSTINE... you guys are great friends and all buuuuut you don't ever want to hang out... 99% of the time its me asking you and my parents are starting to get pissed and saying I'M BUYING your friendship and I know thats not true but I want to be more then A SIDE friend please understand. AS for ASHLEY TONY AND MIKEY = you guys are great and all BUUUUUUT if I keep hearing these stories about getting called a bitch about the whoole EMAN thing I'M going to get sick of it! GOD now I need to punch something I'm PIIIIISSSED now. GOOING on. MARY is a great girll that can but annoying I understand that but please be patient with her. *sigh* Aimee is missed and I know that but she seemed more of a friend then I am is that because she suprised the "WHOLE I give you alcohol stuff" no I know its not that... I'm just... getting sick of being left behind it just feels like I'm becoming Isolated again... and I know its because I started coming out of my little act... ...oh well I can act again... I can be alone again... if Its going to cause problems... if I dont then I'll do it... AMANDA Hall = ELLI I DON"T CARE if your going to be ass holes just don't do it to mee GAHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhh

I'm donn..for now... if you read could you please post..since that was what you asked me to do...
Im sorry for the ranting and all... bye.. ~Not myself

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