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Here is a thread dedicated to my work as a writer. This thread will mostly be filled with my poems which vary in theme but I try to fashion myself after my favourite poet T.S Eliot, who I believed captured human nature in his words. I aspire to do the same. Please feel free wo citique and review my work. However, simply saying "I like it" is not good enough, as a writer I must grow and develop so I beg you readers to give me a reason as to why or why not you liked the poem. To start off I shall provide you with one of my personal favourties.
These Are The Boring Bits
Call life what you will,
A joke,
A curse,
A gift,
An adventure.
Take from it what you will,
Joy,
Sorrow,
Love,
Hate.
Lose yourself in it
Find your purpose
Or,
Find nothing at all.
A man asked, "What is the meaning of life?"
A woman told him, "Whatever you make it to be."
A child asked, "Is god real?"
A parent told them, "Only you can decide."
Personal opinion is what we use to guide us,
The opinions of others are what lose us.
We can never be certain
That we are certain of anything
Because of change,
And because things stay the same.
What makes sense one day,
Will confuse us another,
And so it goes on.
People tell others to:
Get in line,
Grow up,
Get our lives straight,
Who told these people these things?
And why tell us the things that broke them?
Is it human nature to be unhappy?
Two men sit on a bench,
In a park,
Under a tree.
They talk about family and friends
They talk about work and dreams.
One man says, "It is a waste of time to dream,"
The other says, "Yes, but to have dreams is not."
Dreams are what the world is made of
Bad dreams,
Good dreams,
Lost dreams.
Hope is never far off,
As the old die,
The young are born,
The young grow,
They become old,
The old die.
But while they are young,
They change the world.
Some for the better,
Others for the worse.
Inspiration is a dream.
The only inspiration in life is life:
What to do?
How to do it?
Can we change the world?
How to change the world?
Is there purpose?
Are we real?
Or a figment of imagination?
All questions do not need answers.
Call life what you will,
These are the boring bits.
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The Linvesti
Oh into the realm of the generic I go. Yes, sadly I too am using an non human race "elder race" within TSoE. They are known as the Linvesti. Allow me to explain with my historical notes on them.
The Linvesti, also known as the Fallen Children were the first creatures to develop what we may consider civilization.
Culture
Linvesti culture is a murky and often ambiguous thing to look at. They often live solitary lives yet, tend to develop famly bonds, though nothing as strong as that of a human family. There is usually more than one central authority figure, in fact, there may, at times be more than one hundred. This is all dependant on the level of respect and power that this individual possesses. How this is measured is somewhat uncertain for such things are divided into factions, and no matter how small the faction each leader has a place on their Council. However, it is often noted that smaller factions band together, if they are of like mind, because votes are determined by the number of members of each said faction. Yet, a member may change his or her faction at any time. This causes for political unrest and instability, thus councils only take place every 1000 years.
Appearance
The average Linvesti stands at 6'5 though can grow as tall as 8 feet. They're hads and feet are similar to that of a bird of prey and their skin is mottled black with white and hints of grey. Their eyes have reptilian pupils and the iris are often amber, yellow or green in colour.
Humans and Other Notes
Linvesti often do not interact with humans, prefering to avoid them at all costs. However, when they do meet humans are often completely ignored, or, if the Linvesti is particularly unpleasant, killed and a variety of bloody and savage ways. Linvest are noted to have their own brand of magic which is known as the Old Way. They also wield a weapon the call the kan'tath which is a staff with two tear shaped blades protruding from each end.
Oh into the realm of the generic I go.
If you try hard enough, generic things can sound decent and original. Just look at Harry Potter.
Could you make it so that some kind of good guy visits the homeland of the Linvesti and gives a fantastic speech on how they should work together and fight for a common cause... then gets torn apart? That would make me laugh a lot XD.
Linvesti don't technically have a home land. Unlike humans they claim land.
Linvesti don't technically have a home land. Unlike humans they claim land.
Oh, well. OK... that wasn't a good idea anyway was it?
Meh. Not really, but only because I have no one who's overly good or evil. I mean their are good and evil characters, but it's like life almost. People will, and often surprise you by their choices
So there will be a lot of strange and irrational decisions by most of the characters? Cool.
So there will be a lot of strange and irrational decisions by most of the characters?
No. Unexpected does not mean irrational.
Well, irrationality is a big part of human nature so there!
Sounds good so far.
Shadows
Gazing into shadows
They gaze back at you,
And you are left to wonder
What do they see?
I find myself at a slight impass since returning from my vaction >.> this is what happens when I go a week without writing something.
Consequences of the Never Ending
I am a blind fool of consequence.
And more so for having recognized
The pitfalls in which I throw myself
To impale my fragile self again, and again.
The mind is a twisted thing to drink
The poison that I am aware of.
The poison that drives my thoughts
Into the darkest places I have known.
And yet, I play the fool.
Drinking the poison that I know
That will sustain my ever growing grief
While drowning my sorrows in pain.
I am tired of drowning amid this sea
Of bitter despair and spiteful confusion.
So, I shall build myself a lifline
For no one shall throw me one.
I shall pull myself to the shore of sanity.
Shedding my griefs and regrets like water
Until it run in rivets down my death cold face.
I shall emerge broken, but whole all the same.
I appreciate the comment, however I do encourage people to elaborate on why they like or dislike my work. Simply telling me it is good, actually discourages me to continue this thread.
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