Join the No To Eclipse Movement by imonline, journal
Join the No To Eclipse Movement
In a few days, DeviantArt will be imposing the unwanted Eclipse on us. I hate Eclipse.
Being either a guest or a paid member, we should have a choice of how we want Deviant to look like.
For me, if Eclipse is imposed, I know that I will NOT be renewing my membership.
Lets follow others Deviants and not log in or look at DeviantArt from May 1st to the 3rd in protest.
imonline
Deviant for 11 years
PS: Definition of Eclipse:
noun: A fall into obscurity or disuse; a decline.noun: A disgraceful or humiliating end; a downfall.
A Report on Canada's Shinto Community by WolfMoon25, literature
Literature
A Report on Canada's Shinto Community
Within the Japanese-Canadian community of Canada, the Shinto faith takes on a substantially small presence regarding religious and cultural representation. But, the influence of Shinto upon other indigenous religions Japanese-Canadians may practice is well apparent, especially regarding the rise of Japan's 'shinko shukyo' ("new religions") like Aum Shinrikyo and Konkokyo. This report will discuss the historical and liturgical establishment of Shinto in the Japanese-Canadian community and assess how it has been able to survive as a unique religious identity since the first Japanese immigrants arrived on Canadian shores. Shinto's recognition of
T'was the Season of Christmas by PrinceOfFire, literature
Literature
T'was the Season of Christmas
T'was the season of Christmas
And all 'round the land
Comes the feeling of joy
And giving a helping hand.
We so cheerfully decorate
Our public halls,
And don't forget those trips
To all the shopping malls.
But what really does happen
Come Christmastime?
Are we really all cheery?
Faith and hope sublime?
All the bustle and rush
As we head off to the stores,
While the elves back in China
Work long and hard to make more.
We tend to avoid those
That live on the street,
We get all our gifts while
They don't even get to eat.
Though people are charitable
During this season.
But not the rest of the year
Is there some sort
Here Comes Satan Claus by PrinceOfFire, literature
Literature
Here Comes Satan Claus
Here comes Satan Claus,
Here comes Satan Claus,
Right down Satan Claus Lane.
Berith, Beelzebub, and all his demons
Are pulling on the reins.
Children crying, people dying,
Everyone fleeing in fright.
Say your prayers and weep your tears
'Cause Satan is riding tonight.
Here comes Satan Claus,
Here comes Satan Claus,
Right down Satan Claus Lane.
There is no chance for you to escape.
You're in for a world of pain.
Hear those sleigh bells, they're a tollin',
Bringing a horrendous sight.
Only suffering will be felt
When Satan Claus rides tonight.
Here comes Satan Claus,
Here comes Satan Claus,
Right down Satan Claus Lane.
Don't bother trying t
Forest Foundling by HeadmistressMercedes, literature
Literature
Forest Foundling
If I were to carve out my heart
and leave it in the woods,
would the woods want to keep it for me?
Under a leafy canopy, in the shade of an elm,
amidst all this stately grace and silent space,
would a bloody piece of pain still beat
and attract attention?
How would a pounding drum be heard through
the vast and stable forest?
Would songbirds scatter?
Foxes flee?
Would even bears be chased off by such a
keen wailing of spirit and spite?
And me, walking down the mulchy road...
would I stop and listen?
Could I bear to ignore the rhythm of my desires
that were planted like acorns in my soul?
How could a man with such a green thumb
grow suc
Night falls over a village in the west.
It seems like it is asleep,
but do not mistake calm
for catatonic.
You are being watched.
Get up. Get out.
Why are they snuffling and shuffling around
like animals on the prowl?
Oh, that's right...
Cold, cold night.
Wind shears and hidden fears.
Don't stop and stare,
because you can't win a contest
without playing by their rules.
You wouldn't like how they play.
Diagnosis Endometriosis by XxQuothTheRavenxX, literature
Literature
Diagnosis Endometriosis
Run away,
From what they say?
Myself...
I'm tangled, strangled by this disease,
It's eating me, alive.
It takes and it feeds,
Devouring with greed,
My body and mind.
Starved for faith, in something,
Anything,
That can calm the devil in me.
Six feet under,
Down the rabbit hole,
Below and above,
What's the difference?
When you're sick in body and soul.
Endometriosis.
Is this my diagnosis?
Endo what?
New to me but old for my body,
Since puberty?
Maybe all this time
It wasn't my fault.
The pain, the insanity, the sickness,
Testing my limits and I've found the weakness.
My genes broke me,
My gender failed me,
My doctors ignored me.
No absolution,
Trop Loin de Moi
Je la vois. Mon cœur se remet à battre
Je voudrais bien que ma main rencontre la sienne
Pour qu’elle voit malgré la sensation de froid que je dégage
Que j’ai une telle douceur et une p’tite chaleur qui veut être enflammée
Mais elle s’éloigne de moi
Bougeante, élégante, magnifique, énergique.
Moi, comme un imbécile intelligent
Je reste immobile, stoïque, un sérieux crétin.
Suivre le mouvement? Pourquoi je dois le suivre?
Je ne veux pas. Je suis le mien.
Moshpit, nez sanglant, héroïne,
Engourdi. Je suis bien. 90s mon é