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sketches of life

Journal Entry: Thu Apr 28, 2011, 5:53 PM
watch and feel...

Spring dreams. by ZanaSoul
The Coming Together by Alexandru1988
Zendo by intao
Cainta by a14onymus

Acqua Strada by SwiFecS
MY VALLEY by Basile-Tirard
Red Moon by Selwind
Tree of Knowledge by hewsan

...and sometimes, no color is needed to  describe the world we live in...

Mature Content

saturated by Enaston

T A K E by gariox13
.................. by TOYIB
Personal space by Dream-traveler
Abendstimmung by Mar-jus
Tired by ender53
Drying Laundry by MarinaCoric
spring black white by Tobinso
flowers by HaruNiji
other by lwc71
some of you have chosen dark by Daimonion-in-Sound
the long way home... by Yokofashion
Walk Towards the Light by PoLazarus2
The Inland Sea by Chinacomplex
Halfway Through V by Sarachmet
Japan's crisis by lwc71
Rhymes with 'Loose' by Zemni
a burden of grief by kvnvk
I fragment :psyche: II. by Migrena
Wismar - II by schwarzrausch
on a corner... by Kaarmen
vacant by Spinewinder

thank you, unknown friend,whoever you are for the premium gift you gave me :heart:

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Journal Entry: Fri Jul 2, 2010, 2:10 PM
As my subscription will end, i decided to use my "last breath" for a good cause, and not only. This journal will be dedicated to the artists that shared their work with me,with you, with us. It will also be a goodbye for you all,as i won`t be around for a while. I feel like I need a break from this world(DA).Lately it`s been too much action for me here...
So please, watch and fave those great works:)

Il sapore del sangue. by BlekotakraI'm gonna put a spell on you by kudrett

so alone by sternenfernMitternachtsstimmen by Mar-jus

:thumb169582600:Fishing For TVs by CainPascoe

bw45 by Grauenartteach me how to fly by 8o-clock

piece of time can't determine by Daimonion-in-Sound:thumb167597725:

101 by ayla-esAbyss by IlaydaPortakaloglu

Keep Going by DarkCrissusstoRy by Guldehen

domestic garfield by CanDaNToward nowhere by CountessBloody

Dreaming by Rosse-San

The wind by ZanaSoul:thumb164917126:

Moist by Modius1Almost Summer by Migrena

Forever today by AdiPopArt:thumb147284618:



Memento mori

Journal Entry: Tue Jun 8, 2010, 1:56 PM
What are good moments worth, when there`s nobody there to share them with?

Moments in time by wchild
Into darkness by LaMusaTriste
Misty Mountain by RoadioArts

Where are the "friends" when you need them the most?

it will vanish by Enaston
The Working Man by slatkatajna
Forsaken by photodust
deja vu by i-m-light
say just word to me by Daimonion-in-Sound



But in the end,we`re all on our own...

silence is golden by latoday
Parze. by narva
Hang Me Up to Dry by MarinaCoric
was dying by kudrett

Aren`t we?

Moritura by Blekotakra
Man in black by PansaSunavee
Walking the Dunes by aponom
Child of the empire. by immanuel
Treacherous Epiphany by theflickerees

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  • Listening to: Atrium Carceri- Memory Leak

words and images

Journal Entry: Sat May 15, 2010, 10:27 AM
As those two turn in perfect ways to express feelings and also to explore our inner, i`ll dedicate this journal to those who want to express feelings...

Beams of fire sweep through my head
Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged
Sensory receptors succumb
I am no one now only agony

DistressI cannot breathe,
nor can I find
the strength
to stand
on my own
two feet.
I'm finding it
hard to say
my final goodbye,
let alone face
every day
without you.
Whatever dwells
within me is dead,
and it is masked
by a river of
endless tears.
-Brian Shuffett
April 28th, 2010

My crimson liquid so frantically spilled
- the ruby fluid of life unleashed

AgonieAvançant au plus profond de mon esprit,
Je ne reconnais plus mon jardin intérieur,
Il s'est changé en une forêt épaisse et sombre,
Un endroit humide, où tout pourrit,
Seul le craquement des arbres brise le silence pesant qui y règne.
J'ai du mal à respirer, l'air est trop lourd,
Une odeur nauséabonde envahit mes sinus,
Il y fait sombre, très sombre,
Mais j'aperçois des ombres se mouvoir autour de moi, sans bruit,
Mon cœur s'accélère, la peur me gagne,
Et je sais que je suis perdu, que je n'ai plus aucune chance de sortir,
De cette prison d'agonie.

Ripples ascend to the surface of my eyes
Their red pens drawing at random, at will
A myriad pains begotten in their wake
- the bastard spawn of a mutinous self

elusion by ABXeye:thumb159275069:

The regurgitation of my micro nemesis
- salivating red at the prospect of my ruin, my doom

La NatureNos pas grisâtres dans cette forêt monotone,
Les branches mortes, craquant sous nos pieds,
Un ciel voilé, une chaleur masquée,
Et les bruits du silence nous entourent.
Les rayons du soleil, à travers une pluie fine,
Nous dévoilent le spectacle d'une agonie oppressante.
Les arbres, vivant une mort, ne veulent plus croire.
Leurs écorces tombent, sur ce sol humide,
Leurs racines se soulèvent, et laissent un chemin tortueux.
Nous guidant dans les méandres d'un esprit rongé.
Ce paysage gris, bordé de larmes,
M'émerveille de par sa beauté.
Ce royaume agité dans des ténèbres naissantes,
Ces grandes forêts, à l'horizon noirci,
Perdent leurs âmes.
Je vois ces sous-bois, baignés d'une lumière mourante,
Lentement disparaître ; comme la vie qui les délaisse.
Ces chemins, pourtant éternels, sont oubliés.
Ce monde autrefois verdoyant, revêt désormais,
Un habit gris

Malfunction the means for its ascent
Bloodletting the stringent voice to beckon my soul
So futile any resisting tension
As death-induced mechanics propel its growth

Cal in Gauze by revblank :thumb162366136:
Hold my Hand by ThysLara:thumb163066197:

The implement, the device of my extinction
- the terminating clockwork of my gleeful bane
The definitive scourge of its mockery
- the end-art instruments lethality attained

Please, Sorrow inside by stevemcqueen237Fear of the dark by CountessBloody

Heed - it commands, heed my will
Bleed - it says, bleed you will

:thumb122315791: time's arrow by lostknightkg
:thumb35660008:l o s t by ZanaSoul

Falling into the clarity of undoing
Scornful gods haggle for my soul
Minds eye flickers and vellicates as I let go
Taunting whispers accompany my deletion

Awakening by Sarachmet PastI never asked for much. I can't, no, not anymore. I've taken as much as one could take from life...
It's part of my past, I can clearly remember it. I remember being a bit confused. I was in some sort of devastated room, yeah, just like that post-nuclear stuff. Nothing but dust and ash. I was lying on a...what was that? Some dirty old matress I think, yeah, I can still feel the pain of those motherfucking pieces of shrapnel pressing against my spine. I still don't know how the fuck had I got there. The most persisteny memory related to that incident is the gray light coming from outside. Actually, that woke me up. Heh, how I cursed it at that time, without knowing it would become the most inspiring light that I would ever remember. Oh, the glory...
Then I tried to get up as carefully as I could, not to hurt my back by accident. A single wrong move could've cost me my back, and, in case of infection, even my life. I felt nauseous, as if I were irradiated. I scanned the surroundings and

A sneering grin, the voice of my reaper
- chanting softly the song of depletion


  • Listening to: Meshuggah-bleed
  • Reading: Agatha Christie
  • Watching: the screen
  • Eating: chocolate
  • Drinking: coke


Journal Entry: Mon Apr 26, 2010, 3:33 PM
i`m a gap of memories... you are the same...let`s search for a selective memories erasing machine!:|



Please support the artists below by checking their art and profile gallery! :)

"Those happy hours I spent with you
That lovely afterglow
Most of all, I miss you so"

Reborn by MartinStrankahere I com... by Kaarmen

107 by ayla-esResponse by LukeMajewski

w h i s p e r s by pylangelovWitch's Den by Morphine-Cloudservant by Enaston

:thumb41603482:To The Wind by NotBlackEnough

Emptyness by CallousSoul

inhospitable by EbruSidarImPaired by LuciaConstantin


  • Listening to: Diana Krall- I miss you so
  • Reading: Agatha Christie
  • Watching: the screen
  • Eating: chocolate
  • Drinking: coke

Escape into visions

Journal Entry: Thu Apr 22, 2010, 5:18 AM
Please support the artists below.They have great works and a fabulous potential!:heart:

...and still, a journal is never enough to show the most amazing art pieces that people shape with their minds and hands...

28 by ayla-eslife by kudrettClosed Curtains 2 by ABXeye
Sense by CallousSoul:thumb161364346:
post-apocalyptic arad... by bogdanici

started a search to no avail
a light that shines behind the veil trying to find it
and all around us everywhere
is all that we could ever share if only we could see it
believe there's true thoughts beyond me
life ever changing weaving destiny

Behind the door by CountessBloodyb r e a k t h r o u g h by EXITmuzic:thumb145056588:
slz012 by lwc71:thumb107368032:
I lost a friend by nox-moonLover

and it feels like i'm flying above you
dream that i'm dying to find the truth
seems that you'r trying to bring me down
back down to earth back down to earth

... walk away by Callme-Ismael
Black is black. by Arson06:thumb161067976:

layers of dust and yesterdays
shadows fading in the haze of what i couldn't say
and though i said my hands were tied
times have changed and now i find i'm free for the first time
feel so close to everything now
strange how life makes sense in time now

bw8 by Grauenart...I was born to decay... by Daimonion-in-Sound
I know my way from here by heelontheshovelzwischen den fronten by Mar-jus

and it feels like i'm flying above you
dream that i'm dying to find the truth
seems like your trying to bring me down
back down to earth back down to earth
back down to earth back down to earth


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  • Listening to: Anathema- Flying
  • Watching: the screen
  • Playing: with my hair
  • Drinking: fanta

ode to art

Journal Entry: Thu Apr 15, 2010, 1:57 PM
Music is one of the best ways to express yourself, music is the best muse, music is the best friend in good or bad moments, so, here`s a feature dedicated to one of my favourite music genres. Hope you will enjoy it!:)


Lost by EliseEnchanted:thumb160604263:
liminality by islandtimeCastle by Dave-Mane
whisperingdandelions by Piarvi-Recherreen:thumb95547418:


Let`s dance a walz on life`s stage...

black white life. by gnatopiano by ag90
ballet by sashaangelAll is Calm by q-118


Let all world fade away,

Window h by lwc71:thumb160804398:

Mature Content

Mene, Mene, Tekel u-Pharsin by LukeMajewski
:thumb160408805: No: 075 by selimselimogluEverlasting by firesign24-7


Till we are young and in rage,

Broken Chords by Zemni:thumb157841790:
:thumb145300803:Poisonous rapture by LukeMajewski
:thumb157126288:Lonely Dream by lwc71

Let`s play this card for one day...

Patience by Zemni:thumb156695377:
:thumb113109085:Winter's Last Waltz by Migrena
Cere by sakiryildirimrotten puppet by NeuBild


Sans parapluie by positivelyStreets of London by Picturs-Of-Me
clair de lune. by M0THartmy mind by CornelMosneag
:thumb121759628:Butterflies in my stomach by Lentzy


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  • Listening to: Beethoven
  • Watching: the screen
  • Playing: with my hair
  • Eating: chocky
  • Drinking: fanta

1st feature

Journal Entry: Sat Apr 10, 2010, 1:03 PM
I want to begin with sayin THANK YOU VERY MUCH, whoever you are, for givin` me a premium membership. I really, really appreciate it!:heart:
p.s.: and i`m still shocked...

Now, as i`m able to do more things here, i want to begin my work with a feature:). Please support the artists below by checking their art and profile gallery.

the protection by navidsanati:thumb144736726:
:thumb157560941:Out of Hand by Zemni
Violinistin by Mar-jus

Come into this night
Here we'll be gone
So far away
From our weak and crumbling lives

The Blackwinter Park by Daimonion-in-SoundBridge by Dave-Mane
Singularity by heelontheshovel

Come into this night
When days are done
Lost and astray
In what's vanished from your eyes


Mature Content

Loathe II by revblank

What came and distorted your sight
Saw you benighted by your fright

:thumb154772216:74 by ayla-es
Door... by Berti18
:thumb159410505:Broken window by CountessBloody

Come into this night
Your plight alone
Carry your weight
You are flawed as all of us
Come into this night
Your only home
It's never too late
To repent, suffer the loss

Vicarious by navidsanati:thumb158874378:
B A R E F O O T by gariox13
:thumb158767512:Time Traveler by EyeDance
leave by amsterdam-jazz

What came and distorted your sight
Saw you benighted by your fright

road to nowhere by Olga-Zervou:thumb119875960:
Clotted Mind by Zemni

Come into this night
When you're able
To undo your deeds
And atone with your lonely soul
Once you're into this night
All minds are stable
Forget all your needs
Lose the grip of all control

:thumb57367300:Night Companion by Migrena
So far away by slatkatajna
leave me by BreathOfIndustryDestination Unknown by intao
I've lost the train... by BookshelfWarrior

The Song:…

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  • Listening to: Opeth-benighted
  • Reading: -
  • Watching: the screen
  • Playing: with my hair
  • Eating: chocolate
  • Drinking: mineral water
Life has betrayed me once again,
I accept some things will never change.
I've let your tiny minds magnify my agony,
and it's left me with a chem'cal dependency for sanity.

Yes, I am falling... how much longer till I hit the ground?
I can't tell you why I'm breaking down.
Do you wonder why I prefer to be alone?
Have I really lost control?

I'm coming to an end,
I've realised what I could have been.
I can't sleep so I take a breath and hide behind my bravest mask,
I admit I've lost control.…
  • Listening to: Anathema-lost control
  • Reading: the past
  • Watching: the cracks of my heart
  • Playing: russian roulette
  • Eating: sorrow
  • Drinking: nectar of death
now look at my avatar... and keep in mind, i HATE LADY GAGA!!!!:explosion::chainsaw::trash::sarcasm:
  • Listening to: Opeth- ghost of perdition
  • Reading: Wordsworth
  • Watching: the cracks of my heart
  • Playing: russian roulette
  • Eating: sorrow
  • Drinking: nectar of death
Yea, i know, spring has just begun, people are happy, people are smiling,people are in love...but some are not not very fine.and i`m kinda of my best friends is leavin, no idea why,no idea where, and no idea when he`ll be back. i kinda feel like my dog has just died(i know,weird comparison).but i feel like i`ve no other person to take his role.he was a friend in need,ALWAYS,he was the one to make me laugh when i was sad, i could beat his ass off when i was mad(he didn`t get upset of such things,in fact he enjoyed it),dunno, hard times will be coming...less hangin out, going in clubs with friends.anyway, the university shit is lots of work, and...there is someone whom i`ll dedicate my free time. so, as a song says, i will survive.still,miss my "little bro" a lot. this journal is dedicated to him,as his Bday will be soon. Happy Bday Andrew!:iconbookshelfwarrior: may all ur wishes come true!me and Cuarci will miss u...and also many others will.

this is the end of my creepy journal, so goodnight everybody and...check my friend`s profile if  u don`t mind.he`s a nice dude:)
  • Listening to: Opeth- ghost of perdition
  • Reading: Wordsworth
  • Watching: the cracks of my heart
  • Playing: russian roulette
  • Eating: sorrow
  • Drinking: nectar of death
ok,thanks to all for your careness....i really didn`t expect it.i would have expected more a tsunami than this,but anyway thx to all those who tried to cheer me up.everything`s fine,great!i got plenty of inspiration for many new things to improvise.and....that`s life,shit happens all the time:)
p.s. asheghetam(to...u know whom i mean)...
  • Listening to: Opeth- ghost of perdition
  • Reading: Wordsworth
  • Watching: the cracks of my heart
  • Playing: russian roulette
  • Eating: sorrow
  • Drinking: nectar of death
uhm,i`m struggling to learn a new language right i`m a fan of germanic languages and would like to move to another country(maybe the homeland of Opeth:heart:),i decided to learn this time a nordic language. the positive point is that i already know english/german so half of the way,is already done(i hope so).whoever is mastering a nordic language or is a fan of it, please write me.i`d like to share some ideas with you...:)
  • Listening to: Opeth- ghost of perdition
  • Reading: your mind
  • Watching: the screen
  • Playing: cat and mice
  • Eating: my days
  • Drinking: the nectar of knowledge
Mă pierd pe un drum umbrit de preaîntâlniţii copaci vechi, din vremurile când omenirea abia învăţa ce înseamnă focul . Nu e nimeni aici, doar eu şi geamănul meu, amândoi parcurgând acelaşi traseu, şi poate, punându-ne aceeaşi întrebare.
Soarele mă vânează printre crengi, aruncând sadic cu săgeţi arzânde. Simt deja pietrele cum clocotesc şi îmi ard tălpile până ajung la moalele cărnii. E dureroasă calea pe care am pornit. Şi e neobişnuit de pustiu acest drum.
El fluieră pe lângă mine fericit de aceste clipe ale singurătăţii. Parcă nu ar simţi defel arşiţa,nici durerea de picioare, nici setea ce incepe să cuprindă trupul. Singurătatea de care are parte a devenit deja un drog pentru el şi-l întovărăşeşte precum îşi ocroteşte o mamă fătul în pântece.
Începe să se lase întunericul peste noi. Dar drumul pare a fi nesfârşit. Simt nevoia să ma întind la margine, pentru a-mi reculege forţele.
Într-un mod foarte nedesluşit aceste pietre, ce tot cotinuă şi continuă, îmi hrănesc suflarea cu o nouă energie. Sar deodată în picioare, ca un tigru pregătit oricând a da faţa cu greul.
El mă priveşte şi începe a râde. Apoi se pierde din nou sub domnia singurătăţii lăsându-mă aparent singură.
Îmi scutur straiele ponosite de praful cernit de trecerea vremii pe negrele pietre. Când privesc înainte văd deodată o sclipire la capătul drumului. O iau la fugă drept înainte, parcă mi-ar fi teamă să nu pierd acea licărire ce devenise drogul meu: speranţa.
Ajung la mult doritul sfârşit de drum şi realizez că el a rămas cu mult în urmă. Iar lumina îşi pierde din strălucire tot mai tare. De teamă să nu dispară o cuprind ca pe singura mea avere în braţe şi închid ochii.
Deschizând ochii observ că mă aflu tot în camera mea cu capul pe filele unui roman vechi. Trag aer în piept şi adulmec mireasma foilor vechi imprimate...
Îmi amintesc de el. Zâmbesc. Oricum nu s-ar fi grăbit să vină către lumină. Acolo era el în elementul lui, în singurătate. Iar eu, am ajuns acolo doar cu un anume scop. Oricum a fost doar un vis...
Mă ridic şi constat cu stupoare că straiele sunt incă prăfuite de la acea alergătură disperată. Oftez şi privesc pe geam, cu ochii pierduţi la parcul din apropiere. Acea cărare, dreaptă, pietruită, cu copacii bătrâni la marginea ei. Ce nebunie...
  • Listening to: Aghora- Dual Alchemy
  • Reading: your mind
  • Watching: the screen
  • Playing: cat and mice
  • Eating: cake
  • Drinking: fanta