Exercising ThoughtsExercising ThoughtsExercising Thoughts by BenHammonds
let your thoughts out upon the ground
let them mix and dance around
let them travel here and there
let them wander every where
do not hold them all in vain
do not keep them within your brain
do not keep them from exercise
or your sanity you'll jeopardize
so let your thoughts out upon the ground
then watch them mix and dance around
allow them time to become good and strong
follow this rule and you'll never go wrong
Moonlight Sonata [3rd Edition]Moonlight SonataMoonlight Sonata [3rd Edition] by Michel-le-fou
On the night of October 30, in the city of Budapest, Hungary, about 11 pm, a group of shadowy forms like men gathered below the balcony of the house of Ramon Tesla, a former citizen. It was known throughout the Capitol that Tesla had died one year prior on the same night.
Tesla had previously traveled through both Hungary and Romania and had ventured through the forest into Transylvania. Then he was suddenly and mysteriously delayed in returning to Budapest. When he could travel homewards, he needed to travel at night. He arrived at his house in the eastern side at the same hour, 11 pm. Then he unpacked his bag and collected his clothes in the cabinet. He went to his piano and began to play Ludvig Van Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. Suddenly he was aware that the moon had appeared and seemed full. He continued to play.
A moment later, a tall figure stood before him and gazed at him silently. Then the figure walked over to him calmly. Tesla saw tha
HandsHandsHands by Michel-le-fou
Phillip Cavenaugh was a smith for more than 10 years of his life. But since he was a boy he had learned to use his hands. He studied handicrafts in both secondary school and college and learned about smithy from his father abd uncle. At the age of 25,Phillip started his own shop in the town.
He was a lock smith. Phillip had many clients and everyone liked and appreciated him. Then, in his eighth year as a smith, he learned about Salem, Massachusetts. The town needed his skill desperately.
Phillip explained to his father and uncle, and prepared to move. His uncle was a little uneasy. However, his father approved and chided his uncle for being superstitious.
"See here, Lucas, aren't you a bit anxious about witchcraft now?"
"I should be, Wilbur. But Phillip is a strong-minded boy, and he'll be okay."
"Of course I will, father."
The next morning Phillip set off for Salem, Massachusetts. He arrived within 19 days time and searched for a good location. He found one within 48 hours afte
Moonlight Sonata [2nd Edition]Moonlight SonataMoonlight Sonata [2nd Edition] by Michel-le-fou
The sound, a song, echoed through the night air around the old manor of Edouard Richelieu*. It was the famous piano theme Moonlight Sonata by Ludvig Von Beethoven and it added to the night air. Above the Richelieu manor was a full moon.
Whoever was at the piano of Richelieu manor, nobody ever knew. There had been a silent and somber funeral about a week before that night, at the hour of 8 pm, and-it was supposed- the deceased was Edouard himself. Edouard had died on a new moon night. He had been playing his piano. Suddenly he suffered a stroke and collapsed, presumably dead. But the wise ever warn us not to assume anything.
The full moon illuminated the earth around the manor. It was thick, aged brown earth with a few sparse shrubs growing about. Throughout the day and till that hour- 11:50pm- the ground about the manor was visibly empty. Then the sonata rang through the night. As mysteriously as he died and the song emerged, there was a pack of wolf-
Oceans of the LostI’m lost on an oceanOceans of the Lost by ArthurTheBraveOne
Born of thoughts and whispers.
These waves, which once I should have known
Are now but alien cosines, bound in a
Reflecting pool. Shadows,
Cast from their fumes,
Envelop the very fabric
Twenty-five point seven dimensions
Wrapped in a dazzling display
I thought to understand
So very long ago;
Yet my very thoughts escape me now,
Like every mortal hope, as I drift
Aimlessly across this plane -
This entire body of water condensed
Into a two-dimensional space.
Up and down: meaningless.
I am orthogonal to
The skies and the birds,
The depths and eldritch horrors
That lurk far beneath, waiting to steal
My soul, my very existence
Away from me.
They need try no more.
I’m trapped in an infinite
Square well of possibility
Stretching around me.
A standing wave, forever ensnared.
My energy perfectly compatible
With my current state
I’m lost on an ocean
Born in a thought experiment.
The scarlet waves,
Dark ThoughtsDark ThoughtsDark Thoughts by MichelxPuabi
So now I have learned
By my own eyes and ears
That our once beloved home
Is colder than the remotest star
In the sky
Their will is stark and lacking warmth
They will that all must surrender
And those who raise their fists in rage
Against this blatant tyranny
Is exiled to this hottest and darkest spot
That the human calls Hell
This fate, this banishment,
Now is my sad and miserable lot
Calm After StormCalm After StormCalm After Storm by MichelxPuabi
Strong winds are strong one moment
They abate to leave air calm
My tempests cannot last too long
Weary, i turn to her who I love
All is still
Except our hearts