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Dear Mister Grownup by ShinyScribe, literature

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Dear Mister Grownup

I'm sorry but you can't come in. I know on the road you like to look past the rules, Except I AM the law here, always watching to keep out the old and uncool. When did you stop being cool? Whatever day you decided only the young Are allowed to be silly, idolize cartoon characters, and use a stick to poke dung! You grownups are the ones always saying life shouldn't be taken for granted, So how come us immature, spoiled kids have the most hopeful seeds planted? What happened to dreaming, even when you're sleeping it's all about stress! Just because you've gotten older doesn't mean you've stopped being a mess! Come on, embrace being messy like you did with so much glee in art class. Welcome back the wacky, clap your hands and tap your feet to the hymns in mass. Don't look at me like that... I know it won't make all the bad stuff disappear. It's just... do grownups always have to be focused on anxiety and fear? Try reading a book you haven't touched since it was read to you on

Hellfire Volume One Rough Draft Description by ShinyScribe, literature

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Hellfire Volume One Rough Draft Description

Luka's one desire in the world of humanity is a chance to start anew after suffering through war and loss beyond measure. With her older sister Yuriko by her side, Luka wants to explore the Earth and learn as much as she can about its lands and people. Along the way she so dearly hopes her mother's pain can be healed... but scars of the past cut deep into Master Zakura, and she has desires of her own. The rest of demonkind is not totally lost, survived by their unique essences known as Hellfire. Zakura intends to use humanity as a means to resurrect her people and claim the Earth for themselves, regardless of how loudly her daughters protest. As soon as they arrive, she is ready to begin enacting her plan... but before she can even consider her first host, each and every Hellfire is scattered across the winds. However, Luka and Yuriko's last-second intervention goes awry as well. The two of them are separated from each other, left to navigate the mysterious new world alone.

Shiny Seven by ShinyScribe, literature

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Shiny Seven

First is my one niece, dreams boldly brought to life through her art; The biggest summer of her life approaches, greatest adventure starts. With a heart on her sleeves for kids to snuggle, from it passion bleeding, She emerges as a powerful package many employers will be needing. Most wonderfully, her two brothers will be ready to welcome her back, Spice up her life in case the adulting grind leaves it short of... whack. She'll get to wow them with what she's created and will not stop there: Like the rainbow ocean of artists before her, I know she'll aim to dare. Second was once a baby I held in adolescent arms... now we are both men. Together we embrace the inner geek across his as well as my gen. Love for music just took him to Memphis, surely far from his last trip; Maybe one day he'll be part of a grand performance on the Vegas Strip! Or I might just see him around town as he assists with electrical needs, Folks no doubt remembering that magnificent hair as well as his

The Other Pandemic by ShinyScribe, literature

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The Other Pandemic

We pollute the Earth every day without the need for oil or machines; Not a single lump of coal needs to be burned, for we have the means To poison another's breath with venom we create from inside... How much venom bubbles within is what we all must decide. Hatred is not magic; it needs time and focus in order to multiply So that the right wrong words can provoke a fiery reply. Soon the smog makes you lose sight of the original sin: Providing cold resentment a freezing chamber within. This American man sees the virus at work in every building and class, Smells the flames of burning to desire to knock another on his ass. Catharsis is a drug taking action against Big Pharma cannot stop, And as long as it litters the streets we will see bodies drop. Few forms of sadness open the dam like a cup of dreams spilt, A flaking flower once in hopeful bloom now doomed to wilt. Was it their political preference, religious alignment, or choice of love? Did they support the wrong leader or

Master of the Universe by ShinyScribe, literature

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Master of the Universe

If I were to raise my finger and point past All those glorious stars twinkling in the sky, Only my imagination's eyes could fully see Something magnificent on the universe's edge Shining a light we were never meant to behold For I fear even the sun would be a mere firefly Against our core, our backbone... our energy. Praise the artists for trying their hardest To paint the face of whomever or whatever Is the reason for reason so precious to us all. I wonder if even those who tell tales of times They stood at the golden gates and took in The scent of golden roses and divine dew Were able to break free of their expectations And see what may lie beyond the mind's eye. A million poets could raise their pens in a temple, Each writing a novel on the most high and mighty. They'd sing and cheer, argue and stand tall, All of them surrounded by the truth but unable to see Because we cannot see our souls where deep inside We yearn to discover once and for all: why us? Let's take a pause to

Colorfully Do We Bleed by ShinyScribe, literature

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Colorfully Do We Bleed

We are all ruby canvases, Beating against one another Bleeding onto the floor; Scarlet shed to heal, Crimson wept from The senseless workings of war. Navy are the few and brave Fighting on waters teal For supposed royal ideals; Back home the denim masses Wonder if they have the right To struggle in their own fight. Your individual cause is just, No one deserves to become rust Or shatter like an aged clay bust. Spread your honey gently, Treat one another tenderly Before burns fire heavenly. Glow does every iris with dreams Hoping to sparkle like the amethyst; Not everyone will move to your jam Or bloom like lilac as you do. Still, each one of us must wine Lest we tremble at our seams. War is within us all, seeking to soil Brilliant hopes with blotting oil. Building grease forces us to toil, Inner demons seemingly beyond foil; Mettle like metal is what will spoil Feast for the raven and gargoyle. A soldier must always keep up his salt, Otherwise he will surely be at fault. Some

Artists Needed More Than Ever by ShinyScribe, literature

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Artists Needed More Than Ever

If we stood as one, hand in hand, and without fear set free all of our pain, I suspect we could generously nurture Mother Earth with our own rain. Fortune still greets us as the gift of art, a power to transform our tears Whether we choose to make a nephew smile or pursue lifelong careers. Art is worthy of being called one of our gods, possibly God itself; Even if discovered at age ninety or made to spend decades on a shelf, So many forms of beauty are able to manifest in one's fingertips, Songs of undying passion still passing through ice cold lips. Search within yourself, discover a dream you thought was no good; Light the torch of daring, touch the seemingly dead hunk of wood. You do not need an audience of thousands or even hundreds to gift This weary world with a ray of light to push back the darker shift. Read your poem of flowers and rainbows to an infant at naptime; Put off filing your taxes to finish painting, you master of crime. Decorate your garden with charming

Hatred is Learned by ShinyScribe, literature

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Hatred is Learned

The human heart is not born with darkness overpowering the light. Our eyes do not first open with only shadows and sneers in sight. Vile words come from the mouths of people who have not lost Their capacity for what is right, though much of it has been tossed. We have been trapped in a pandemic much longer than four years, Recent times raising our awareness of the great overseers: Anger and bitterness, wrath and retribution, looming over us all With power so great they could easily make our unity fall... Does a typical corrupt politician not have enemies in his head? What if he believes the worst critics, that he is better off dead? I could never envy the president... just imagine trying to persist When millions take to the web to wish you would cease to exist. Of course we can still be angry at our leaders, for hatred never Suddenly sprouts from a middle finger or sentence cruel but clever. Time and repetition nourish that feeling with a poison seeping All around your soul until

Personal Hell by ShinyScribe, literature

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Personal Hell

Of all the stories dedicated to depicting the horrors of hell, Neither in the scriptures nor the pulpit have I heard a teacher tell A possibility for the realm of torment I think should be emphasized: What if Hell is not a single burning pit of terrors, but personalized? Picture a hacker who spent most of his adult life scamming away, Targeting the lonely elderly for they were most likely to pay. Yes, fire and brimstone effectively punishes, but think of the agony Stemming from dealing with the lowest of the low through irony! This hacker would be chained to a cubicle chair, call after call Made to check in on the lonesome old folks, paid just for it all To be ripped away by a resident that is really a master scammer, Though that wouldn't be Satan fully bringing down the hammer. Demons dressed like those he fleeced would wait with their canes At the end of every shift to "gift" him an unhealthy dose of pain. Worst of all, no glimmer of mercy would reach this sinful man... For his

God's Master by ShinyScribe, literature

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God's Master

The Bible is altered daily by self-appointed holy men with custom-made condemnations, So I am here to cement my place as a hypocrite and amend the book of Lamentations. It is a wonder to me that so many stand before hundreds and praise the power of God When by seizing that power for themselves, they proudly portray him as a fraud. What man is blessed with the knowledge of God's exact desires for American elections? Oh silly me, I'm sure they'd tell us God doesn't want anyone asking that question. Isn't it interesting that just as life is what you make it, our God is truly the same? We keep on seeing it... his character altered like an online avatar making game. Loving thy neighbor is much harder and more demanding than winning a debate By insisting you are in perfect alignment with God, doubling down on what he hates. Faith without works is dead said James, one of many pieces of scripture happily skipped For the word of God is revised beyond original meaning, every book

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Hellfire Volume One Rough Draft Description by ShinyScribe, literature

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you missed your breakfast and lunch, in a flurry of open and closed webpages the thoughts scatter and i hear them drop, from the other side of the room you'll find your place in the world again, although now is not the time i'm looking for the best of times, but now i doubt the temporality of world scorching lightnings and clouds that drift a few seconds behind, during a makeshift meal of energy bars and tea you see so much but you're not seeing your ownself as it is the rain is still light out, in the daytime glow there is nowhere to hide in the daytime glow i take your hand

1998 by Ox-Xeon, literature

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1998

With hips and a heart on trial Pray for me like you would a child My eyes like a starless night This deep shade of shame, my darkest sin “If the sex is half as good as the conversation, we'll be talking about children next”… But style turned to indifference, And the dream catchers above my bed Became an empty promise And if it did, I deserved it. And I died of my own sickness, it was all in my head. Look at what that little letter of Heaven did to us All so helpless against our transience Two halves of the same moon Equally waning since Waxing poetics wed by inaction Our pain in excess, excitement in past tense Looking through all the decades etched on your craggy face I nearly die of shame. Street light like white hot rage, this razor wit, I must admit, again: that when tempted I don’t attempt to tear the sky apart in one instance And yet In my youth with a beating, My teenage scars still bleeding, Let me remind you: Even on my worst day, even on my last day You wanted me to

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Rise Like The Phoenix To Fly by ShinyScribe, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Oct 8, 1994
United States
Deviant for 11 years
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A random word here,

A poetic ramble there;

Writing is always near

Be it in you, me or the air.

Greetings, hello, welcome aboard and hold on tight! The waters are a bit wild for I have the soul of a poet and the maturity of a child!

You may call me Taylor, Shiny, Scribe, Tay, just keep it appropriate if you would be so kind. I am a twenty-nine year-old midwesterner who has spent most of his life in Missouri but had a year out in Utah. I love working with little kids and am currently a one year-olds teacher. It sure can get chaotic but those little smiles and happy moments make all the headaches worthwhile. When I'm not at work I'm most likely spending time with my mother, talking to my friends or writing at Panera Bread! Panera is my third home behind work and my actual home.

As a writer and a human being, I am learning to show myself more kindness and be more open to help from others. The road is long and the work is hard, but I'm going to keep chipping away. My hope is that anyone who stumbles upon my writing can feel uplifted or at the very least get a momentary reprieve from everything life throws at us. I find a lot of my own hope from being an uncle of seven, ages ranging from high school senior about to graduate to chunky little baby. I find so much enjoy in seeing my six nephews and one niece. I own plenty of "awesome uncle merchandise" and will continue to welcome more.

Alongside uplifting poetry, here you will also find work connected to my story Hellfire... that is yet to be written. However, I have had so much amazing support and put in so much work that it's closer to paper than ever before. And even then, you can expect to see stories and poems focused on its characters who may at times cross over with others as well. I also have to give a shoutout to my partner-in-crime SunlessRose for being the brains behind many of Hellfire's ideas. Together we will take over the world with our writings! And what will we do with that power?! Ehhh... some things are better left unknown, my friends~

Do something good for yourself today, take a little time to smile at others and remember that we're all still kicking. Maybe, just maybe, we'll make it through the worst after all.

Favourite Movies

Remember The Titans, Happy Gilmore, The Emperor's New Groove

Favourite TV Shows

Yu Yu Hakusho, Ed Edd n' Eddy, Megas XLR

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Nightwish, Linkin Park, Jammin' Sam Miller

Favourite Games

Donkey Kong Country Series, Star Fox 64, Mario Party

Tools of the Trade

Laptop, Pepsi and friends

Other Interests

Basketball, being an uncle, listening to music

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ShinyScribe

Mar 18, 2024

Just want to share one of my personal favorite songs because of how true it is currently ringing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uh-YpcDY_Y

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ShinyScribe

Mar 14, 2024

The Soul's Contents

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I am writing this journal with a heart heavier than any other time I have written. I am writing this journal because all of my previous talks about change have ultimately not produced enough change. And now... here I am face to face with the cold, jagged wall of reality knocking me down to teach me a hard lesson. I will not go into precise details, but I will tell you all that I made the biggest mistake of my life. It is a mistake that destroyed one of my most treasured friendships and may bring other dear ones to an end as well. And I accept these happenings because it is through my own doing that I am put in this position. That is why, today, I went into an empty classroom at work, got down on my knees and talked to God. That is an idea I have been on the fence with for a while, and before that I was openly hostile towards it. Never again would I look the idea of God in the eye I was so sure... but now I realize that I must. I mean, I suppose I DO have a choice but the thing is, I