Arc-ticPazzo

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All Natural Nature and Glutenous Poultry by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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All Natural Nature and Glutenous Poultry

Turkey is a lean meat White or dark, all the same I do suppose I could go For a turkey summer, Graze with wild birds of the same feather, Flap my arms till’ sweat broils charred less than an inch off the ground. My feathers stuck on with tar Those feathers, the guts of a cotton pillow, Googly eyes glued on top my eyelids, So, I never have to sleep. I’d eat myself if I could To see if turkey meat makes you sleepy, Sleep would be welcomed for me, Gagged with lemon-scented entropy. Some look at me pointing their fingers at the sky, But I’ll be the only comedian soon, The world is fat, some say getting fat

Kintsugi by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Kintsugi

Two hours spent Sitting beneath mounted, polished chromium Spatting out water, searing hot an attempt to cleanse my mind of the worries that still remain today ceramic tiles, white drawn curtains, white Its entrance, a familiar story A room made of undying purity It’s here, I thought The perfect place to wash it all away the “stains” that flowed off my skin, down the drain did not result in me getting cleaner and though in the back of my mind, I knew I didn’t stop, I couldn’t stop something, anything has to change for the cycle to finally break Two hours lost basking in assumed revolution so much water

Mental Constellations by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Mental Constellations

No longer able to remember The experiences as they once had been Only fractured, bro - ken memories remain Within the confines of my psyche Yet I do not fear the darkness that awaits us when all the stars no longer shine. I will simply arrange thoughts into organization And transform this knowledge Into written records That way, while the day will come when my memories have long-since escaped I will at least know They may find others to inspire Along their own journey of life. As my story stands: It is incomplete. Gaps still exist. But so long as I ponder, The remainder of my time here, I hope tha

Aeon by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Aeon

11:59 P.M., 26 seconds in. So close to seeing tomorrow, Moments away But as always, The goal just out of reach. What remains within view: A scenery made of scattered moments Sight and sound blend and Coalesce into a fortune meant to be. Words of contemplation, exhaust, exodus Spiraling skywards to a dark place where the Earth no longer shines In the midst of such thought extraction, The dull, frigid melody of a grandfather

Valedictory by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Valedictory

It’s pretty dark down here, but don’t worry I’m still here While I’m unable to see the stars, Six feet under the Earth, Their eternal warmth still reaches. Preserving my life in the best way possible So long as this remains true, I refuse to fade away into the cold essence of oblivion. For a dying star has no place in history or the universe. Ah, I see that for now it’s over. The end has finally come to this night But don’t let sorrow eclipse it, the journey for us has just begun! As I can feel the sun shining through the cracks, A smile that should be impossible somehow still persevere

Taxaceae by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Taxaceae

A tree drawn using crisp pastels, the soul may look so high and mighty. And its leaves can let light shine through but still, its roots do not shimmer All of the dust being brushed off Reveals only truth. Once a tranquil depiction of an eternity tree Now reduced to lost myth.. The lines, the brush strokes have long since withered away As if showing nothing lives forever. So long as it passes, Time will forget. Nothing is worth remembering Not the painting, the artist, even this life. For the relentless vegetation Will continue to grow Without care to our demise

Secret Handshake by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Secret Handshake

When timid lights begin to brighten Upon the moonless darkness of night One eye will close Not both, as trance may suggest Or neither, to allow subtle rays to conquer freely Just one Become fully acclimated, have options for every scenario Wielding two sides of the same coin, Both ignorance and recognition Total opposites meshed together, The perfect balance And if There so happens to come a time When these lessons are learned Stare in awe At the harmony created When two worlds Shake

Vengeance by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Vengeance

Revenge is a dish best served cold... But just how cold? For some, the mere presence of a cool summer breeze is enough To harness a mind of malicious intent. But if such desire burns deep... Around even the obscure recesses of the subconscious Unfortunate souls may find it to be the only flame, Their last warmth in the most unforgiving tundra That flame becomes their home, their only purpose Shining the path they now must take Yet not enough to illuminate the entire scene, Misguided, the wandering fire searches for a place to spread However, anyone who follows it soon realize There is nowhere

Black Man by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Black Man

Ignorant to previously learned lessons My legs simply can’t help themselves. Infiltrating the forest not found on any map All the while, the moon watching in dismay A thick black haze embracing my every existence, Terror being directed into a tainted heart. Although the transformation is unpleasant, Darkness is not something that can be coughed up The Black Man wanders these very same woods Corrupting anything that enter its home. Its greetings may seem to welcome travelers But deception is a common practice The original source of all nightmares Trudges closer each day Offering its left hand in cold invitation While its iconic

Oyashiro by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Oyashiro

Tap, tap, tap Footsteps among nature’s chatter Against laminated wood floors Pat, pat, pat Expected repetition Sure to follow discretely Pat, tap, pat, tap Sure of it now Tap, pat, tap, pat Someone behind me Pat, tap, pat, tap Creeping closer Tap, pat, tap, pat But when I turn and confront its face, Whoever’s there Always just out of sight Even when standing still It’s never safe, The footsteps may cease But they never leave, Everywhere I go,

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All Natural Nature and Glutenous Poultry by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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All Natural Nature and Glutenous Poultry

Kintsugi by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Kintsugi

Mental Constellations by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Mental Constellations

Aeon by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Aeon

Valedictory by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Valedictory

Taxaceae by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Taxaceae

Secret Handshake by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Secret Handshake

Vengeance by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Vengeance

Black Man by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Black Man

Oyashiro by Arc-ticPazzo, literature

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Oyashiro

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About Arc-ticPazzo

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Sep 2
United States
Deviant for 11 years
He / Him

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Favourite Movies

I tend not to watch very many movies since there really hasn't been any particular films that would get my attention.

Favourite TV Shows

Some commedys every now and then

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

To name a couple, Christen Krogsvold, aka Waterflame on Newgrounds. Also Renard who has all different genres of music that I love!

Favourite Writers

Robert Frost? :P

Favourite Games

*Sigh* so many I could say... but the ones I spend the most time on would be Little Big Planet 2, some Uncharted 3, maybe

Favourite Gaming Platform

Platformer/Third-person-shooter/some music rythm games :P

Other Interests

I'm by far not the best artist however I'm trying my hardest to become a decent composer of music using different programs for example, FL Studios.

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Arc-ticPazzo

Apr 24, 2015

OH NO, I DURN GOT TAGGED

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I got tagged by ~HaloLune (https://www.deviantart.com/halolune) :iconkuu-nara: :iconjinxythelombax: Thanks a lot guys... you're the best. Without further ado, let's get this over with. Rules: 1. You must post these rules. 2. Each person has to share 10 facts about themselves. 3. Answer the 10 questions asked by the person who tagged you and make up 10 questions for the 10 you tag.   4. Choose 10 people and put their icons in your journal. 5. You have to legitimately tag 10 people. 6. No tag-backs 7. You can say that you don't do tags. 8. You must make a journal entry. Facts about me: 1. Some might not see it but I'm a pretty shy individual. 2. I'm a huge hoc

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Arc-ticPazzo

Mar 15, 2015

Questions with Ray (CAUSE RAYSENS)

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I've been tagged!? Okay here we go. Rules 1) Choose one of your own characters (OC). 2) Make them answer the following questions. 3) Then tag three people. 4) Feel free to add some questions of your own. Character used: Raymond Cross 1) What gender are you? -Male (last time I checked) 2) What is your age? -19 3) Do you want a hug? -Sure, why not? I’ve been shown the way that hugs are one of the best things. I’ll even do it for free. 4) Do you have any bad habits? -AYUP, cracking my knuckles is definitely a habit, I’d say its usually a bad one. 5) What is your favorite food? - Pizza of course! 6) What is your favorite

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Arc-ticPazzo

Sep 6, 2013

Welp

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welp, since I don't exactly have the means to even attempt any kind of drawings I wish to accomplish... I thought I may as well post poetic fuzz I have all clustered up in the deepest crevasse that I happen to call a folder. So, *the lights dim* I'm mostly proud to present the first one I'm willing to share, Mirror.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Mirror (Title not finalized)    I looked in the mirror today and was conf