Tumbling Along The Coastline by meso-mhyrr, literature
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Tumbling Along The Coastline
Tumbling along the coastline
While walking along the shoreline, I merge upon the smooth wet sands at the beach. The scenery, as I gradually edge closer to the oceanfront, is peaceful. That is until a wildly vivid shallow ocean wave, swiftly eddies inland. Drawing nearer, surrounding me at once, and floods the expanse with deepening flow.
It is quite as if the liquid landscape beneath me turns of its own accord, cascading inland across the direction of my approach. The dramatically whirling waves move quickly along, and create a sense of turbulence.
I wade into the forming slurry, across the rapidly desolidifying sands. The
The Bleudaptoatl and The Psychederm by meso-mhyrr, literature
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The Bleudaptoatl and The Psychederm
Allow me to introduce you to the Bleudaptoatl and the Psychederm, two unique races delivered from a far away alien world by the Geoproteanthrope, biological, meteoric, interstellar traveler...
Creature Variation, Habitat, and Morphology
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Bleudaptoatl- The Geoproteanthrope Pod surges with pressure from a central cavity. Inside stirs the egg-bearing Lotaurelious. When the Lotaurelious reaches maturity the Pod’s thoracic segmental hatch breaches hold and dispenses an inky fluid. Then the crystalline drone ejects itself into the ocean and wiggles itself to cleanse and begin its descent. Birthed, now the g
Geoproteanthrope, Ecology of the life bringer by meso-mhyrr, literature
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Geoproteanthrope, Ecology of the life bringer
Ecology of the Life Bringer, Great Seeding of Many Terrestrial and Oceanic Worlds The fission pods are many fathoms deep under the gulf. Ecologically adept, each pod has the capacity of spawning a plethora of highly advanced flora and fauna. Poised for delivering a copious assortment of rapidly integrative mimicries, all the while offering to advance and enrich a host of natural selection along with an interdependence among similar species akin to its nature. With a vast microcosm of explicitly correlative symbioses, these microecologies, are introductive of many species capable of metamorphic convergence between the matrixes of animal, vegetable, and even the dramatic transmutation of minerals utilizing highly adaptive synergistic microbes to transmute the prevalent soil compositions. Microbialization of the soil begins with the rapid reproduction and dispersion of organisms ideally purposed for the rapid deconstruction of a specific range of material, establishing a foundation
To my So-Called Heavenly Father by dbzgal04, literature
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To my So-Called Heavenly Father
Dearest God, or Heavenly Father, you love me more than I can imagine, is that so? Well, you sure have bizarre ways of letting me know. According to your word, you create us exactly the way we are. And you knew and saw us even if our birthdates were distant and far. Apparently, you deliberately created me with autism, or at least you allowed me to be autistic. Even though you knew darn well of the hardships, challenges, and my resulting tendency to be pessimistic. Then when I was only 10 years old you decided it was time for me to start maturing and developing; it was your will that I was an early bloomer. Leading to the humiliation and mental chaos that come with developing fast; you sure do have a sick sense of humor. The challenges myself and my family had to endure due to the autism, and my beginning to develop adult features at just 10 years old…you stole my childhood for your divine delight. Just why should I love, worship and serve you, my supposedly benevolent Lord, when
They try to tell me God is good, they try to tell me worship him I should.
They say their deity is a benevolent all-loving guy, but the whole thing is just a big fat lie.
I attended church and I read the Bible, and it was clear God is more despicable than the devil.
He takes great delight in neglecting heeds, when he creates me and other folks with special needs.
I was a toddler when I was diagnosed with autism, apparently it was Heavenly Father’s will that I received doubt and criticism.
At ten years old God decided it was time for me to begin wearing bras, leading to humiliation and mental chaos.
God stole my childhood for his d
Oh Selena, how I think of you,
it makes me so blue.
You were a wonderful star,
to me, you're never far.
Your smile was bright,
it was like a light.
Oh Selena, you had great singing,
it was as pretty as a ring.
You've really touched my life,
what happened is more painful than a knife,
Oh Selena, I can't pick a favorite song,
it would take too long.
Oh Selena, I also get mad a lot,
I feel myself get hot.
What happened was so absurd,
it was the last thing you deserved.
Oh Selena, I often think of you,
and somehow I know you think of me too.
There once lived a young star,
known by people near and far.
She had a great smile,
nothing about her was vile.
This young star had a terrific voice,
for best star, she was a wonderful choice.
The star was as beautiful as a rose,
I don't see why she would have had foes.
But, she came to an untimely end,
it was like losing a friend.
I, like others, will never forget her,
the young star touched us forever.
Her name...Selena.
Ichabod Crane: Captive Soul by dbzgal04, literature
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Ichabod Crane: Captive Soul
The flaming pumpkin struck Ichabod Crane with surprising force. Next thing the schoolmaster knew, he was falling backward off his horse and quickly blacked out. Before long, Ichabod awoke in the same spot. But he was standing instead of laying on the ground. He glanced around, searching for Gunpowder the horse. Alas, the animal was nowhere to be seen.
Then Ichabod noticed his hat laying next to the shattered pumpkin. He knelt and tried to pick it up, but to the schoolmaster’s horror his hand passed right through the hat! Ichabod then attempted to pick up the shattered pumpkin bits, but with the same result. Not sure w
Splash: An Alternate Chain of Events by dbzgal04, literature
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Splash: An Alternate Chain of Events
Allen and Freddie Bauer entered the laboratory with Dr. Walter Kornbluth. Walter turned on the lights, and right then the trio noticed something wasn’t right. The water tank imprisoning Madison was still standing; however, the glass was completely destroyed! It was upon noticing this that the men realized the floor was damp even where they were standing. Nevertheless, they approached the tank, and stopped right in their tracks. Curled up in the far corner of the structure was Madison; she was laying down in fetal position, and her tail had dried up enough that she had legs again!
Allen was the first to rush over by her s