/lit/ - Literature

>>12419447
de cumeh dribbled downeh my-eh willy-eh. what de hell lads dis is madeh

>>12419447
I’m not gonna let you steal my shit man

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Scribes recall ancient blue to greenery in the dimming light of ages. Red hearts feel it become dark, recline one way or another, up or down. A shadow dot escapes this blackness, as if by climbing up the falling snow, obtains at last the gleeming point. White light above dark unabeyant, freed for now from the sinking gray. There shines a suspension of morraine dust in a beam of underwater light. Thick mud settles at the bottom of a lake. You have struggled mightily to swim for air, but mistook the last lights of a sinking vessel for the day.

>>12419813
Seems very lovecraft inspired

>>12419813
Not bad

>>12419447
There! Holy Romans, 12 in number,
Riden upon mist dunes
And wake me from my fitful slumber.
The threat to end my tunes,
A summons to meet Rhadamanthys
In his halls of umber
Iron, to offer boons:
A farewell to life with a chaste kiss,
Or a sigh, bringing an end to bliss.

Good minus god is nought.

>>12420056
How about a good story? Faggot.

>>12420917
fuck you nigger.

Since my six years in that town I can no longer abide the noxious smell of malt whiskey, a malodorous reminder of that place brings a chill upon my restive soul; of that small town, unmarked on maps but clinging to the west American coast, as if its residents would slip into the sea and be returned to the old world they fled from. Squat buildings of blackened wood were the claws with which the populace gripped fiercely, a tall white lighthouse being the single baleful eye of flame, watching the sea for newcomers that would be welcomed in one of three dingy inns, barely fit for rats, that served weak beer and even weaker spirits. It was a dreadful place.

Happy now?

bumpe

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5vRlJrkxsqo

And here he was. Dead.

How did he know? Because in all directions, as far as the eye could see, there was a cotton candy fondue of blue sky and clouds.

He was in heaven.

He even saw Colette a pace or so in front of him, fluttering her arms like the angel she knew she was. There was only one thing that was off from what he imagined the afterlife to look like and that was that he was falling.

Fast.

And now he was about to hit the hard granite surface below.

Ok, he wasn’t in heaven at all, but he sure was going to be if something didn’t happen fast.

And all of this was because of a gift he didn’t want.

What was this gift?

Let's find out.

>>12419813
you spelled gleaming wrong dumbass

>>12421606
Someone's a little jealous :)
Post something, Ill give you some feedback.

>>12421129
I would drop " a malodorous reminder of that place brings a chill upon my restive soul" and " Squat buildings of blackened wood were the claws with which the populace gripped fiercely"

You could probably make the slip into the sea bit read a bit better.

The bit about the inns and the start with the noxious smell are really cool.

Isaiah 8:5-8
>The Lord spake also unto me again, saying,
>Forasmuch as this people refuseth the waters of Shiloah that go softly, and rejoice in Rezin and Remaliah’s son;
>Now therefore, behold, the Lord bringeth up upon them the waters of the river, strong and many, even the king of Assyria, and all his glory: and he shall come up over all his channels, and go over all his banks:
>And he shall pass through Judah; he shall overflow and go over, he shall reach even to the neck; and the stretching out of his wings shall fill the breadth of thy land, O Immanuel.
Commentary
The “waters of Shiloah” may refer to pools or reservoirs within Jerusalem. Symbolically, they clearly represent Christ, the fountain of living waters—note also that Christ is called Shiloh in Genesis 49:10. But Judah rejects the soft waters of Shiloah, so as a poetic punishment the Lord sends all the waters of the Euphrates at them. The Euphrates floods yearly and the Assyrian invasion is compared to this annual flooding, reaching out past its own bounds and covering the land. This flood will nearly drown Judah. Only the head, Jerusalem, will stay above water, as in the coming days the city will be besieged but manage to resist the invaders.

>>12419447

A stochastic poem entitled "Fy":

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FUCK

>>12421606
Being a bad speller doesn’t mean you are a dumbass. Fitzgerald was a terrible speller and couldn’t be fucked to learn, but he was still great.

>>12422484
happily, but you will be already biased if I attribute you to my post. To solve this, I will write my best and post it without your reference. Once you have reviewed it, I will take ownership. This way, I also cannot take ownership of someone else's work, for then they will speak up and write about their disapproval of my lying.

>>12422978
The most honest reviewer of all is one who despises you, stupid. And if his dislike overpowers his senses, forcing him to point to a spelling error in an otherwise brilliant piece, then you may have all the pleasure of besting his mind.

>>12422955
He was dyslexic.