ZedaDemetra

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Information Age by ZedaDemetra, literature

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Information Age

Sometimes a psalm, Sometimes a melody, Springs forth from the crevices, Of life itself. Reasserting its infinite potential to all, And alerting its vessels that the well has not dried up. Some call it creativity. Others a message from God Himself, Standing tantamount against the truths, We as human beings hold onto today. This... "Reality". And actuality strung up, By our own perceptions. A deception forced into our minds, A plot to trap within the fixed, When there is no fixation in this verse. It's all dynamic, Sporadic, Automatic. A heart can beat in more than one rhythm, And a sound can carry more than one tone, So why assume one path

A Scientist's Dilemma by ZedaDemetra, literature

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A Scientist's Dilemma

When since have I felt this, This...this obsessive need to be with thee? Since our eyes first met? Nay... 'Twas long before that. It has felt as though our hearts had themselves known, Long before that fated day. As if our very spirits were connected, Like we were molded from the same clay... But! That is ridiculous to assume. It's highly illogical, Totally irrational! And yet.... It shines with correctness in the realm of the emotive. I sigh at this knowledge, Knowing it has no true base, Except within my heart of hearts. Its only true space. And as my mind groans in confusion, My heart groans in longing for thee. For one screams "I lo

Liberation by ZedaDemetra, literature

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Liberation

Too long.... Far too long they've held us, The scoundrels of the deep, Clutching onto the very essence of our beings, And feeding on it to feel alive. Make something of themselves. That's what their master commanded them. Because he could do nothing for them, The power to create was not his own. Though he feigned having it in his possession. So he sent them out, His minions, Out onto our less than perfect world. They took refuge in the holes in our hearts, And fed on our anger and fear, Because we internally knew our suffering, Was not something OUR Creator had planned. But they reveled in it, And continued to let it take ro

The Despair of True Death by ZedaDemetra, literature

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The Despair of True Death

This thing, I wonder what it could be? A dream, A hope, A wish, A desire to be free? It's a constant emotion, Always beating at my chest, That strives to keep me going, And to attempt to do my best. But there e'er is a way, To keep me down. Keep my face in the dirt, And my dreams underground. And to fight it, They say, Is a feat best forgot. For many have tried, And many have drawn naught. But what then, Can we say, Do they expect us to do? Hide away, And leave our dreams in the tomb. Nay, Prithee, Give me a moment of time. And I shall fight it, And make the day mine. Others mock me however, And say the day will

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Unwanted Awareness by ZedaDemetra, literature

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Unwanted Awareness

Despair trails down, Like an accented sigh, Or a slender finger, Making circles on a wooden table, As if wondering when the cycle was broken. A crash is heard, The protagonist looks up, Wondering if now is the time to be antagonised, And give this monotonous story, Some desperately needed motive. Steps take him to a room, A sigh is uttered, The life in here is gone, Leaving behind a mess in its wake, The chase begins again. Though his mind tells him, He should just stay put, And probably clean up, And that continuing now, Would cause him trouble later. But the author's influence, Like the strings of a puppeteer, Hold him

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Information Age by ZedaDemetra, literature

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A Scientist's Dilemma by ZedaDemetra, literature

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Liberation by ZedaDemetra, literature

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Liberation

The Despair of True Death by ZedaDemetra, literature

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The Despair of True Death

A Romantically Apocalyptic Poem by ZedaDemetra, literature

First Day of School by ZedaDemetra, literature

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A New Beginning by ZedaDemetra, literature

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Unwanted Awareness

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Jamaica
Deviant for 13 years
She / Her

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I'm okay I guess.
I'm currently seen as human by most people, though others beg to differ.
I'm female though, that's for sure.
I'm either too young or too old for you so don't try.
You may give me comments, I will take them all graciously from: "You suck." to "You're crazy." to "I love you." Though I hope you don't mean the last one. I don't think I can handle that.
I joined this site because I saw it and heard about it, I have NO artistic talent so don't expect any pictures from me and if you see some it's from other people I know who don't have a deviant art account. Which I doubt will happen because I'm sure they'll just make their own instead of giving me their pictures to put up.
Oh yes, and I like writing when I'm in a neutral mood. I only have three I hear so it might happen a lot. Or very little.
Oh and I like punctuation and proper English. For me, it's much easier to decipher.
Oh and you can comment on my scarce, barren -Tumbleweed rolls by- page, especially about the one journal entry I have just so that I can feel like I'm not in this world -Someone coughs"Site"- sorry, site alone.
(Ignore my side kick Someone, he always seems to have a bad cold. But he makes an okay audience so I keep him around. You can wave occasionally to him but don't stare, he doesn't like that.)

Current Residence: Jamaica
Favourite genre of music: Rock
Favourite style of art: Minamalism
Personal Quote: Actum.

Favourite Movies

Transformers

Favourite TV Shows

Top Gear

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

All American Rejects; Vocaloids; Linkin Park

Favourite Writers

Edgar Allen Poe

Favourite Games

Grand Turismo

Tools of the Trade

Pencil, Pen, Paper, Computer

Other Interests

Books, music, chocolate

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Johan-Anderson

May 28, 2012

Thank you so much for the comment *~*
I'm glad someone liked the photos too x3

WordOfChen

Feb 24, 2012

Arrrr matey! Me deepest thanks fer favin' me work

I do hope ye'll be comin' back ta enjoy more of me poetry and literature and all the other things that will come up daily. That' right, DAILY, because we're hardcore