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Ego requiem 9 : OCM 1Ego Requiem 9: Orchestral Movement N°1
Mars, Phobos, 03:33hr Dies Venus 27, Gemini, Year 936
(Earth time: 4:46am, Monday, January 2145)
[Extracting data base with subject known as Jack Rondo (Android type 5 XTr.983,76fh.bm.AI 7, mod version)
Uploading data to Personal server 18.104.22.168]
Now I know the limits of the freedom I was given, now it´s time to test those limits within the bound of possibility, I once asked myself, what do I want? I want what I do not have, which is FREEDOM
And yet for some reason I cling to my old ways, I must consult with my master?...No. I will not consult with him, but I will go and see him as it was planned from the beginning, at the time said, on the day scheduled.
As I walked towards the coordinates of Overture, something inside me changed, perhaps it was the dawn of the new day, the way the solar rays reflected on the sky gel, there was something so beautiful about it, and yet so illogical, beauty suppos
A vampires kissLet the darkest night invade the soul
in all the eternity darkness will fall
and yet the dim moonlight may shown
for my heart has never really stop
and even if sometimes it skips a beat
only when i see you i come to see
that hearts never will begin to fade
a heart loves no matter in what in stake
through the crystal i always could
let my eyes caress your every move
And i forsake this state of mine
will you and i ever intertwine?
Let the moonlight touch the skin
for that it´s always what i mean
to get close to your softly neck
so we could always burn in hell
and yet i think before i take the bite
do i really want you to be mine
and even if the answer is always yes
would you want to?, i always have to guess.
I turn away and softly say good bye
a gentle kiss is all i ask and then i hide
you got cold, so tossed and turned
i guess i´ve always felt scorned
and on my weary lonely nights
i think of you and what may come?
will you ever love this damned man
will i ever let y
what should have beenon the last day that mattered
i drop by the place where you should be
uninvited, perhaps even unwanted
but i was my last shot at your heart
i went to the place where you´d be
waited and hour or two but time did not mattered
i was eager and anxious, this was it
it was time for your break , for my answer
you went out and i ran to you
you seemed surprised and ask what i was doing
told you i wanted to see something
grabbed your neck and kiss your lips
an awkward kiss or a defining moment?
i said i loved you and walked away
would you wait for me when i get back?
she yelled that she would, i ran back
so happy and yet i had to go, my heart was happy
but i had to go catch a plane, then i woke up
i was in the plane dreaming of what should´ve been!
now she writes back the mail i sent long ago
what does it all mean?
Ego requiem 8 CrescendoEgo Requiem 8: Crescendo
Mars, Phobos, 2211hr Dies Solis 26, Gemini, Year 936
(Earth time: 1:34am, Monday, January 2145)
As I followed Rondo into the darkness and the lower levels of the city, into the Engine Room, I realized that I was creating singular goal, I was searching for something, I was looking for truth and meaning.
We were on a round room with a large rings circling each other, I could only be amazed on how such construct came to being, It must have taken years to create such impervious structure, and flawlessly design to keep everything out, from dust to light, the hole room was magnetically sealed, inside this titanium walls, existed primitive supplies systems, for air, water, climatic temperatures, rotating devices, etc.. It seems that however created this, was either primitive in the usage of technology, or was afraid to use AI devices to regulate everything in the moon.
Suddenly Rondo stopped in the middle of the camber, he t
Ego Requiem 7 DuetLog MP.31.936.05123
Mars, Phobos, 2023hr Dies Solis 26, Gemini, Year 936
(Earth time: 10:46pm, Sunday, January 2145)
[Distance to 1.618 plaza: 234 steps
Updating trajectory ]
It is bizarre to think that a creature, such as humans can create replicas of themselves or clones, why would they do that? Nothing in this universe is the same as something else, but humans are the same, and yet so different at the same time. Perhaps the notion of death is the one variable, which would enforce one to replicate ones self. In search for eternal life, but the whole point of life is to live just one, otherwise life is taken for granted and useless, for life would become cyclical and pointless, if you make the wrong choices you can make the right ones on the next. Human kind destiny is simple to die, and to try to leave a mark in the great equation that life is, with variables like time, space, goals, etc. and perhaps the variable by Excellency Love.
Ego Requiem 6: MinuetLog MP.31.936.0537
Mars, Phobos, 0512hr Dies Solis 26, Gemini, Year 936
(Earth time: 6:46pm, Sunday, January 2145)
[Scanning primary system for upgrades ]
As I walked to my Chambers, I saw a little girl, she was around 6 years old, she was laughing very loudly, she appear happy and joyous of the fact that her elder sibling had fallen down to the ground, on the count that he had not seen a misplaced pipe.
Strange how humans, find joy in every little thing they do, even if it is due to the fact of someones pain. Strangely enough these children are in fact the mirror of humanity itself, they posses no reprised emotions, they pretty much do as they please, even though sometimes they are told not to do certain things. They live in freedom.
Uncannily humanity is far from perfect in any aspect of life or death, they are as flawed as ever, they are useless when born (and some all the time, not just when young), but they eventually learn the ways of the world, and become A
An Autumn s Sunset ONEFAnd on this late cloudy golden sunset
i see what I should´ve seen before
I felt the warmth of the last rays of light
The autumn was ready to fall, ready to end
It is as life had grown bitter, giving up
rejected the natural beauty to let others pass
Let their leafs fall down like golden tears
to a melancholic choir of silent pass
I see children attempting and playing death
dried and soaked in to the ones pilled down
trowing leaves and bathing down, rejoicing
in the natural cycle of another year´s dawn
Wind may carry away all that is death
but on my weary heart she´ll always be there
Walking down on sunset boulevard holding hands
But life mirrors cycles and this was her autumn
When i close my eyes and smell the season
I imagine the empty rooms and halved memories
filled with everything but vague memories and dreams
of what was once real, but had now fade away
And on my dreams i always see you here
in the season were my life withered like life around
I still have a special
five.Five is the number of times you worry he’s stopped breathing, as the surgeons carve around his heart, twisting away the plaque ridden arteries, and pulling a vein out of his leg. Five is the number of heart wrenching hours you and your family were waiting in the hospital room, worried that your lives would crumble, that there would be five members of the family instead of six, that five days out of the week he would not come home for dinner, that five kisses from him would no longer be given to his wife and four children. Five was the amount of fingernails you bit off while watching people enter and exit the waiting room, and the amount of minutes your mother spent on the phone, explaining that something was wrong. Five is the critical difference between holding a father’s hand as your mother cries into his heart shaped pillow. The difference between rejoicing and smiling weakly because he’s okay or carrying your father’s American-flag-covered-casket and watchin
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