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A new story Concept StoryA new story by *AnthroTsuneon
2012 21st December, first public contact with extra terrestrial life. At first panic arose, but after years of politics a peace agreement rose. There were no official war casualties except for panicking citizens, some of which who attacked the extraterrestrials at first contact in their city, it became too much of them and of them went crazy.
2013, during the year, a few 'problems' got picked out by the ET's, eastern medicine proved to be more effective, but when combined with western, could heal a lot of diseases that they never managed to heal before. Spirituality has grown bigger but multiple major religions crumbled into m
Balance BalanceBalance by *AnthroTsuneon
You're the yin to my yang, the light that brightens my darkness and shows me the way.
The sun that lightens the inhabitants in my space, making me smile like a pauper man's first big pay.
You are my star of hope, that shines the brightest up in the sky.
You give me lust, for knowledge, to thrive in life and attempt to succeed.
You give me trust, in the knowledge that there is warmth to be found in this chunk of rock.
With you in mind I cannot die, willingly or unwilling, as you are the support to the world that is my life, you're what keeps it up or down, and either way I would not mind as I know it's because of you.
Storming soul Stormende ZielStorming soul by *AnthroTsuneon
Preview
The sky was gray, the winds were blowing and flashes flew through the air as there was a strong storm above the oceans, with strong waves crashing against the hull of the Caravel carrying Hans. The crew was still busy pulling up the sails, some panicking as crackling sound could be heard. The oil lanterns of the ship kept burning, showing the members of the crew their path. Hans walked to the upper deck, inhaling the scent of the sea air mixed with the scent of rain, feeling the strong winds as he stood steadvast in his blue vest with a white blouse, and blue pants held up by a red band which had a sheathed sword ha
A Vent For The Mind When monuments will fall,A Vent For The Mind by *AnthroTsuneon
When humanity will be forced away,
Or wiped out,
I will stand there,
laughing and grinning.
Losing my mind would be bliss,
Because what is insanity?
What is reality?
What you observe, from scent, sight, sound,
Is reality to you.
Someone else's reality,
Is called insanity.
As ignorance is an unknowing bliss,
Curiosity is a strong lust,
Knowledge is often a torture,
Patience is an often disrespected value,
Expectancy is a subconscious norm.
Points of view differs,
And so sometimes does reality,
My reality is mixed,
Chaos is in the one who is me.
But I am not in panic,
I do not distress,
I simply
| random drawings here (mostly),made when bored, it's just 1 line,i make it a game,letting other people try to find the beginning and the end,too bad scanner doesn't always work. if you can't see the lines,play with the brightness of your computer. I started on a story recently,and i know,i'm crap at it xD the 1034 Main story,world and hidden chapters are © Tsuneon (Me),if something belongs to someone else i will mention it. P.S. sorry if there are historical incorrectness', but then again, it's not quite the world of history we know. |
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