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At 4/3/07 02:58 AM, The-Ninja-Monkey wrote: Wow people actually liked my one alot :D. Lately people have been saying that i need a better art style and that my art sucks, lol i showed them!

This thread is starting to turn out alright. But you's have to stop arguing about religion etc. does it really matter?, Im not really religious but i dont care if people are

Just pointing that out

eh. dont worry bout them. your style is yours and it looks like no one elses so its cool. no copying, just you. so stick to it. it doesnt look bad neither.

At 4/3/07 02:11 AM, redheadguy55 wrote: i believe that one day in the distant future someone is going to find a really old (old being our time ) fiction novel and start basing their beliefs off that then a new religion will spread as christianity did thats my theory on the bible its just a book someone wrote people found it inspiring so they started to believe in the fiction the book told

except that the historic events in it are proven not to be fiction, but actual history.
I'm not getting into religion and stuff, i just hate stupid people.
Dont hand me bull about me being contradictory because i hate stupid people because everyone is human and you all contradict yourselves all the time. I say you all should just shut the fuck up about religion because we all have closed minds and will not open them to people we do not even see on the internet. So just continue with art and keep your moronic theories to yourselves.
Have Nice Day.

Metal Jesus

i dont see why not.
go fer it.

Wait...
So would you rather not kill things and get nothing in a video game?
Get a sports game or something... cause in every video game, you kill things and collect stuff.
=/

At 3/30/07 01:15 AM, PaxKnight wrote:

At 3/30/07 12:06 AM, TheAutocrat wrote: Anyone else agree?

NOFUCKYOU

Did my text-based opinion hurt PaxKnights feelings?
aww... need a kleenex?

300...

...arrows.

At 3/30/07 12:46 AM, somestupidloser wrote: we should make an anti-crew-crew :)

You know. thats not a bad idea.
I like it.

i know i know. its not talked about anymore.
its still still fun to make fun of.

... the peasants tombstone.

...
Disco?

At 3/30/07 12:09 AM, RedCircle wrote: You do not know the ingenuity of the Clock Crew or Lock Legion. They will always be better than anything you ever create.

It's a fucking legacy.

what a hostile approach to a non hostile topic.
I dont see anything so great about it.
But whatever...
"It's a fucking legacy".

...sick of those "crews" or whatever making toons with talking inanimate objects that dont really do much but have a little shape float over their head? You know... like the clock crew... for example....

I just think its kinda..... old.... and stupid. not much art... just fruits with things in front of them talking with robotic voices and not really doing much.

Anyone else agree?

Yes.
It's wierd.
Yes.
I'm wierd.

cucumber.

dear cereal,

uhh...
You=Stupid.
circles with filters=/=cutting jokes.
besides... lots cut temselves cause they want attention.
anyways.. do the filters on your characters and see what happens.

wow.
this would make a cool...
uhh...
somethin?

uhh.
the arguments annoying so heres some original art.

Here. Draw me.
As long as you have no penis related shit or emo crap in their im fine.
I'm not emo.

i donno. i like them alot.
Reminds me of DOOM.

i draw stuff like that but its less gory and more morbid.
like....

oh i know wat it is.
its a pro-gay satanic button.
a pink circle. and a pink upside down cross....

right guys?.... right?

eh 2/13

Im not a religious freak. I study. I read. I believe in God when before i believed in nothing.

If you hjave read Revelations you should knoww that you are fulfilling philosophies right now.

The Christian God will be denied by humans near the end. When before we used our human mind to scientifically prove things.
Science is man made. We are inferior to God. Fo all we know, science as we see it is a bunch of human-found bullcrap. To deny things because of you wanting to follow your own rules instead of ones set by a God or other superior being is dumb.
And "God's image" could in fact be the image he had in mind. not necessarily what he looks like.
Man lies more than most. Man knows less than all. So why completely trust mankind?

My cousin has Duchenes muscular Distrophe. Hes disabled. They knew he had it before he was born. Most people with it die when they are 20. Hes 28. He doesnt seem to be going soon.
He lives with me now and makes a bigger impact on me than any "useful" ppl. I have bettered myself as a person because of him.
I dont think we should just kill because they are physically or mentally disabled because they could simply make an impact on people that no one else can. It shows care and such simple, joyful things. Just because its economically and financially bad doesnt mean that they should die.
Im sorry but humans are worth more than money.

Congrats.
Since you traced, you're now a moron.
Besides... Naruto sucks ass anyways.

The art forum is for your work. Not for traced crap.
Copy and paste somewhere else.

At 3/4/07 03:46 AM, Father-of-Death wrote: Wow I really liked! i understood it very well!!!

But just one thing...

Very good ryhmeing!!! but soem of it didn't make sence, because when you try to ryhme a poem you try to think of the word that ryhmes the best not the word that means the most...

it's very common of poeple to do that.

that is why i love free verse poems more because they have more meaning.

Just a couple lines sounded weird it's allright!!! AWSOME JOb!!!! i really liked it! and the beach one too ^^

ehh. thanks for the compliments.
But i do it on purpose. I make people think alot. Like, really complex. its a hobby of mine.

here are two of my short ones.... i wrote em in like 5 minutes each. lol

Tooth And Nail
tooth and nail skin and bone.
sit at home all alone.
tooth and nail skin and bone.
find the keys find the phone.
tooth and nail, skin and bone
i killed a man witha single stone
skin and bone, tooth and nail
the mans screams ring out from hell.

Coffin (sort of reminds me of Stein um Stein by Rammstein, when i read the lyrics of it)
The problems all gone, I put it in a coffin.
In the corner of the room, the room in the foundation.
Hollowed out. The problem breathes slowly as I bathe.
Astounding this has happened. Wish you could rewind
the time you came around whats mine. We were human to the core
but it was you on the floor. Nothing stopped me. Hidden at an angle.
You lie screaming and waiting in your gray rectangle.
I covered my problem in a concrete coffin.

At 3/4/07 03:38 AM, Father-of-Death wrote:

At 3/4/07 03:21 AM, TheAutocrat wrote: hers a better, more happier poem about the beach.

Ive noticed that you are very very very discriptive in your poems....

lemme widdle down the words you don't need real qwik and see if it's still a good poem...

sand beneath my feet.
Nothing. dark. perfect.
cool breeze tease my hair
waves all seem to race.
alone. it's late but I don't fear
sounds capture me like nothing else
taking my anger.
soothing imagry.
Dark,
untouched,
offering up to me solitude.

Behind all is different. lively with lights and cars.
People walking carefree from hotels to small bars.
behind is not the beauty. offering only distraction and noise.
In front, is the world. God's hand.
ocean and sky make love. making me forget.
Forget troubles back home. stories of true life.

sorry if i made you mad in any way what so ever.....

but before it was more a story now it looks more like a poem

you are correct sir!

PITY

One day you'll see
your sins create a sea
in which you drown in

One day will be
all we need
to throw away the grin

Locked away in a dream
you have always seemed
to be the best you possibly could.

But if you finally find
that you've wasted all your time.
Let me know, if you possibly would.

As it lies by your feet
hasn't hit the floor yet
you call it a defeat
as you put your effort to rest.
The shovels still in hand
the hole is getting deeper
Everything you demand
makes the hole a little steeper

Our hands are below, we offer you our help
Yet you shovel in more when you put us on the shelf
Rediculously pitiful, grown with tears
Pathetic and annoying with superfluous fears.

I pray you realize
That teary eyes
never solved a thing.

Sulking cries
over stupid lies
Pity gets us nothing.

At 3/4/07 03:14 AM, Father-of-Death wrote:

At 3/4/07 03:06 AM, TheAutocrat wrote: -POEMS N' STUFF-

WOW :O

You are amzingly awsome!!!

I feel like i just got raped... hee hee good job on that!!!

THANKS ALOT man. i love getting feedback like that!

hers a better, more happier poem about the beach.

The sand beneath my feet. The sounds surround my face.
Nothing as far as the eye can see. So dark. So perfect.
The cool breeze tease my hair as the waves all seem to race.
No one else but me here. I know it's late but I don't fear
The sound does something nothing else could do.
It takes away my anger.
The image in front of me is soothing, too.
Dark, untouched and it offers up to me solitude.

Behind me, all is different. Full of life with lights and cars.
People walking so carefree from hotels to small bars.
But behind is not the beauty. It offers only a city and noise.
In front of me is the world. As if God's hand is in front of me.
The ocean and the sky make love and it makes me forget.
Forget the trouble back home. The stories of true life.
But i must go home tomorrow. It will be a long drive.

At 3/4/07 03:09 AM, TheSilverSerpent wrote:

At 3/4/07 03:06 AM, TheAutocrat wrote: I'm in love again.

Whoa. 0.o Creepy...

thanks. if you wanna read more go here

a creepy point of view of rape.
im artistic srry.

The feel of the skin, the touch of the flesh
the blood is warm, your blood is fresh
in love, in lust its all the same
to let this one pass would be a shame.

Once I saw its radient glow, I knew what I wanted
With your radient skin, perfect figure... you taunted
Flaunted all the things I desired, now I must have it.
You can't escape me now.

A rush for me, your arms are binded
the first few drinks and now youre blinded
cross my heart, I love tonight
Should have noticed. Please put up a fight.

struggle baby struggle, it makes me feel better.
When you leave tonight I'll remember you.
tears on my pillow and blood in the sheets.
I do anything to take all of your sweets.
I'm in love, can't you tell
You're body charms me, Your sexy shell.

Scream for help or scream for me
Pull away, but can't you see
I'm in love. I'm in love.
It elevates, lets celebrate
I'm chasing you through the halls
Don't run away from me, I love you.
Down the staircase you fall.

Blue and red lights all night tonight.
tomorrow night's new dim light threw off my sight
And I cause no fright. Another bite. She's like you.
I'm in love again.

dirty hands

Yeah I see you, hands out to me. I'd like to help but I can't.
In the mud, dirt and the sand I can't get involved with your dirty hands.
Begging me for help now, what happened to the strength that you once had?
Complain to me, knee high in corroded soil, I got enough dirt.
So just get up and help yourself.

The world is full of it. You can't get out o' here.
Don't cry, it only turns to mud when mixed with tears.
Gets sticky, wet and frustrating.
So dig yourself out with those dirty hands.

Sickened by demands from this world, dirty hands
asking for help when they don't give back
Black beneath the nail. And yellow are the teeth
Dick deep, friend. Got get yourself out of this one
But it'll take a long time to get those hands clean.

Sad eyes in a sand-spattered face. I'd give you a shovel but I need the space.
You can't finish the race, but atleast you'll survive. Stay alive, I'll see both of your faces.
I'd lend you a hand but I need to get out myself.

Look at me down here in this pit. Do you understand
me when I say I'm sorry. Hey please I'm begging you
Im reaching out with dirty hands.

All My Poems and Prose are here.

i is a writer... so yeahz.