Nani-Midori

Erick Williams

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Consider This by Nani-Midori, literature

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Consider This

We are no different From flowers or trees- Two half people jumbled together, provide the initial seedling And from there Our environment takes over And these seeds are Or are not Nurtured accordingly. And so it seems to be That you cannot understand What you mean to me- So consider this. Out of a trillion possible variables All the different people Places, times I could of been All my stories, all my sins All my failures and strengths All point right to you To me, destiny is a cheap word For what we have now.

The Drugs by Nani-Midori, literature

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The Drugs

Something inside my head crackles. I feel fuzzy and stupid, I feel slow and tired. A thought wanders through The dry, empty mind-place And the thirst is upon it! Slowly it shrivels, loses coherence And it falls dry and dead Before it is fully realized. Oh god, The drugs are wearing off. A squelching, some gurgling And my brain is trickling out of my ears, Viscous and sticky. Another thought passes through And it goes to the vultures. They pick it dry And nothing comes out of my mouth But the soft gasp of death.

Good Morning Universe by Nani-Midori, literature

It Doesn't Seem That Long Ago by Nani-Midori, literature

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It Doesn't Seem That Long Ago

A long time ago I was pulled screaming from a woman And I saw my first sights. I don't remember it well But I was probably frightened Confused Curious. Everything was new and interesting And I was going to figure it out. Everyday I banged this on that Just to see what sound it would make. I would make sounds and shape my lips like my mothers, Trying to make the calming, meaningful sounds She makes at me. I learn words and ideas, Go through pain, Go through pleasure, Build identities and cast them aside Make friends and lose friends Fall in love and out of love And I find myself twenty-one years later Sitting in a closet

Why by Nani-Midori, literature

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Why

Everyday people ask me "Why" And I can only stare, Fumbling and flailing For a way to describe the obviousness. My mind flounders and I sigh. In my minds eye, I can see it. We are the beautiful patterns Dividing writhing chaos and frozen order. We exist as the culmination Of a trillion variables, The end result of a series of cause and effect As old as the beginning of time. We are the eyes. We are here to witness the event.

Aging by Nani-Midori, literature

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Aging

Waking up again, I look in the mirror. Gravity wins again, I guess, My youth falling down around me In folds of dry, wrinkled flesh. My life unwinds more and more, Mortality teasing and whispering into my ear The names of every woman I never had the chance to love, The words I never said, the world I never knew. I try to escape, but my regrets cling to me Like the end of self-sufficiency; Guilt and weakness and infirmity, Dementia and disease Begin to take hold And I am left with my memories. I remember so long ago, Wind streaming through my heir, Life and love and passion Were all that mattered. All the beaches alight with

Azathoth by Nani-Midori, literature

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Azathoth

Quiet horror, Cosmic mind older than the earth, A vestige of ancient madness Seething through the cracks of space, Amorphous blasphemy bubbling and frothing In the silence outside darkness, Immortal chaos, the harbinger of dissolution Is hungry. His existence trembles with lust and death. Entropy fills his belly And he vomits forth the end. Madness and violence fill the universe And the end times are finally upon us. After all is settled and done, Azathoth sated and the crawling chaos abated, Silence reigns again And the circle begins anew.

Nothing by Nani-Midori, literature

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Nothing

Death is a funny thing, The period at the end Of the fleshy sentence Known as experience. The slipping from awareness to dirt Must be a strange one; A thousand sensations Swirling and coming together, Permuting and re-arranging From moment to moment, A stream of sensory Filtered and arranged into mind, And then suddenly Nothing. After all is said and done And your senses begin to fade, Peace. You have dissolved back Into the nothing you came from

Alive by Nani-Midori, literature

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Alive

Cascading green like ceder trees The golden light of dawn. Fresh air rushes in, cool but pleasant And I stretch, eyes open wide Mind grinning, Heart open. My muscles tense briefly and relax. I close my eyes. I am aware of my whole self, A system within a system Choices, feelings The self within the self The ghost in the machine The peak of the parabola. I open my eyes again And I step out the door, Alive.

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Consider This by Nani-Midori, literature

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The Drugs by Nani-Midori, literature

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The Drugs

Good Morning Universe by Nani-Midori, literature

It Doesn't Seem That Long Ago by Nani-Midori, literature

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It Doesn't Seem That Long Ago

Why by Nani-Midori, literature

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Why

Aging by Nani-Midori, literature

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Aging

Azathoth by Nani-Midori, literature

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Azathoth

Nothing by Nani-Midori, literature

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Nothing

Alive by Nani-Midori, literature

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Alive

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wavering. by rhino-rite, literature

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wavering.

NEW to me, you are like a fresh pot of hot coffee in the morning, drawing my eyes open like shutters, exposing light exposing warmth; breathe me alive. i worry constantly, i seek your inner truths, i am not sure what i can get past, positive of what stays. i do not want to hurt you, i do not want to stray. you deserve so much more than what i think i could give. you deserve so much more than the life we could live.

flight of the feather. by rhino-rite, literature

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flight of the feather.

folding in on myself, i wonder (why), i wander - why? time after time, i had to be the one who jumped, or the one who translated a situation at empty expense. the days carry on but i'm not the same person i used to know. chasms, shaking the earth in orgasm. you mouth my words, mould your lips over every syllable, but they bear no meaning to you, don't they? every consonant you scratch out from under your teeth bears no resemblance. mirrors you blank and stakes your heart. gallop like the doe, fly like the crow; but not the same person i used to know feasibly, i go where i go, inching past strewn-about straws of tal

KICK START by rhino-rite, literature

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KICK START

KICK START rev the engine, hear me roar a feeling so unsatiable, one that rots you to the core. its been a long time coming since you and i have met, and my have the days grown weary, my have they grown long. the rumble in my gut signifies fear, and though i do not know which way i am going i find that somehow, some time near, my brain will glow and the path will become clear.

Intoxication by chesarasarasarah, literature

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Intoxication

inebriated thoughts of how exactly this life works leading me down a path of flowers and glass to the ocean where the waves come like grief and like joy where the sun imprints upon you a dark armor where the birds forget that they must fear your foreign face foreign tongue I will forget the pain you caused me I will throw you back to the sea and wait for another day another way for me.

fuel to the fire by rhino-rite, literature

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fuel to the fire

I see the stars in you, (and that does not mean you are gassy) but rather, i see your potential, the fuel to the flames which licks my heart and leads me onward. i see the truth in you, not only that of which i want, but what i might need as well : the churn and the smooth current of attitude that continues to melt my insides. i see your blunders and i gaze upon them with acceptance but thoughts of renewal meander for we must all take part in change somehow. it is evolution in the making. We are infinite, of infinite structure and infinite possibility in a universe that one day might not be so. And so we continue to gr

endless possibilities by rhino-rite, literature

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endless possibilities

UNIVERSE, spin me around, corrupt my isolation and distinguish my despair. I once saw the UNIVERSE in you, and then the UNIVERSE found me, so instead, i yearned to explore with you, and gaze unto which is sacred and surreal with you, much like we were to me. we were the UNIVERSE and i sought boundaries, which kept us rather unhappy. boundaries made me deny the UNIVERSE, for i always found boundless reveries of matter that left me upside down, backtracking to where safety was salvaged. i am not safe. i am not in danger. i am not in charge. I AM.

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Simon WIP by Nani-Midori, literature

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Simon WIP

Simon I was young. Confused, like young people are. I don't really know how long it's been since then, but I know I'm not that young anymore, for better or for worse. Things have happened since that day, and I am just a vestige of that curious, naive boy I used to be. I guess I should explain. I don’t think I’ll be able to remember everything, and I know I will have to leave some things out, but I’ll tell you what matters most about me back in those days, those days when I knew Simon. Simon was my first new friend. All of the others were older and graduating, moving on with their lives and leaving me behind. I&#

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About Nani-Midori

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Feb 17, 1990
United States
Deviant for 17 years
He / Him

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Just words on your screen from my brain to yours.

Favourite Visual Artist

Probably a surrealist

Favourite Movies

In Bruges, V for Vendetta

Favourite TV Shows

ADVENTURE TIME

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Modest Mouse, Gojira, Lamb of God, Circa Survive, Eisley, Streetlight Manifesto, Rush, many others

Favourite Books

Illuminatus!

Favourite Writers

Too tough.

Favourite Games

Many. Ocarina of Time, Skies of Arcadia, Smash Bros. whatever

Favourite Gaming Platform

Nintendo

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Words

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Music, Writing, Philosophy, Psychology, People, Nature.

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Nani-Midori

Aug 10, 2011

Ghosts

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People who believe in them are morons. Just sayin'.

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Nani-Midori

Jun 25, 2011

Why Should A Rationalist Do Good?

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As an overly opinionated and generally argumentative person, I find myself at odds with people a lot. Particularly about religion. Whether or not its valid is a question or topic for some other post, but it is relevant anyway. At some point in most of these arguments, I am asked why I would bother to be good if there weren't metaphysical morals put into place. As much as it pissed me off, it really was a good question. Why bother with goodness? Since I was in high school when this tended to happen, and in high school I was an arrogant rage-hater of the world filled with cynicism and arrogance, I had no response. I can answer that question now

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Nani-Midori

Jun 6, 2011

Experiencing the Universe

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I have job interviews and have pulled my head out of the great smelly ass of non-productivity. I have good friends and new friends. I have senses and experiences and the ability to interact with the universe. All is well. Despite the wellness, I'd like to share with ye all the lyrics to a fucking awesome song, which is how I felt while my head was still in my ass. SUNRISE SUNSET by BRIGHT EYES Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset Swiftly go the days Sunrise, sunset, you wake up then you undress It always is the same The sunrise and a sun sets You are lying while you confess Keep trying to explain The sunrise and the sun sets You realize

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_Hey.

WRITE MOAR FAGET.

Miss you Nani, my messenger is broken so maybe I'll just call you sometime.

Rixxy

Jul 12, 2011

You should write some prose.

magnolia-scent26

Jul 8, 2011

Dude one of my poems might get published, I'll get back to you if it actually happens :] I hope so <3

DanceOfTheSpirits

Apr 14, 2011

I randomly came across your poetry. I've enjoyed reading it. You have very unique word usage. I've just started writing myself. I decided I needed to do something new, even if it sucks

Nani-Midori

Apr 18, 2011

Awesome, I love new readers, especially reader/writers. The most important poems for someone reading my stuff to start with are probably Sarcophagus, Sanity, and Smear at the moment, in terms of grasping what I'm trying to say overall, lately. Of course I have like four years of work on here, so the further back you go the more crude and emotional I get. My life is on here