Interbane wrote:Fantastic, thanks. Love the oblique references scattered throughout.

Thank you!

I like brief sex scenes.

But then again, that's my own opinion. I don't really like drawn out romance parts.
I cringed everytime there was one in the Hunger Games

But you are the sailor of your own ship. Steer it as you may.

I just finished playing the Walking Dead game and I got some inspiration to write this piece. It popped into my mind. I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with it.

But if you like, you can critique it and junk. Just be truthful and harsh

*Saintmaikeru*

I am the latest spiritual receiver in this tradition and Scripture cannot be broken, true Scripture being the Sign-Nature of God written in the heavens before translated into earthly religious guidance. How many prophets are there besides you? As many as the account limit per IP permits. :lol:

Atheists won't accept this possibility because their fundamentalist belief system requires absolute belief that no God or spiritual reality exists

I am an agnostic atheist

JeremyBenson wrote:lol, If I could get myself a nice digital recorder I'd go outside the city and record a bunch through the summer, haha.

Mmmm, I feel ya brother.

JeremyBenson wrote:I can only do that type of stuff when I'm completely alone... I live in an apartment building, and don't want people to hear me, lol... I was the same way when I made music, but glad that you enjoyed it to some degree

I am the exact same way!

Edge of Eternity Stand upon eternity; at the edge of all that's real. Look upon the iron clad, and pluck it from the field. This is just the fault line; I don't think they want to steal. Every sacred passage has a thorn to prick the skin, but it doesn't really matter; they don't ever let you in. Pi...

Edge of Eternity Stand upon eternity; at the edge of all that's real. Look upon the iron clad, and pluck it from the field. This is just the fault line; I don't think they want to steal. Every sacred passage has a thorn to prick the skin, but it doesn't really matter; they don't ever let you in. Pi...

"As Jake listened to the old man speak in his native tongue, he was somehow reminded of the tinkling of flowing water, or the gentle murmur of the wind blowing through the bluestem grass. After the old man spoke to the woman for some time, she turned to Jake and said, "He say the dog will ...