Collaboration: Lust of Life
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mistexplorer74
mistexplorer74 In 68 wishes, kazuha is mine.
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Hey so this is a collab of me and many others. I've decided I want to do one of these monthly, but these are the ones that I will write here because they participated. Thanks guys!
@ifollowback
@debadityadutta
@mythicalbanana
@btsismybias
@thislittlelight
@lianna_writes
@weeb_boi

Collaboration: Lust of Life

Foreword: This starts with a story...if you don't want to read a story then just skip to the poems. I had no idea how to fit it in! Forgive me.

Wilson was fidgeting with the machinery in his hands when Finn had entered. "Whatcha doing?" "Oh, hey Finn! I was just messing around with my stuff." "Hmm, you seem bored..." "What's a bored?" "It's a feeling. You do know what feelings are, right...?" At that moment, someone else arrived at the workshop. Their silhouette stood in the doorway. "Hello...?"

@weeb_boi

"...Hello?" Wilson asked. The dark...object didn't move. It had dangling legs, if that was what they were, and arms that were humanoid by too stringy to be human. Without saying anything, the figure–they were pretty sure it wasn't human by now–jumped onto the ceiling. "What the heck?!" Finn yelled, while Wilson held the machinery like a weapon.

"What the hell are you?" Wilson cried, and the figure turned around and crawled onto the ground. Before you could say, 'Run!' the figure was up on its feet, it's long, slimy arms wrapped around both of their mouths. There was only muffled screaming. Where was it taking them? And what did it plan to do?

Eventually they stopped struggling against the creature and started getting tired. The creature brought them into a cave in the nearby woods, and starting fishing for something in the corner of the cave with its legs. Freaky. Finn and Wilson exchanged terrified glances. What did it want?

It soon came out with a sort of scroll, but there was no bag or anything where it was kept. Hopping on one leg, the creature yeeted (okay, threw) it into the air, and outside the. cave. Instead of just laying there, of course the scroll had to move as well. The scroll bounced up and down, and sailed about.

"We must begin the ceremony." The figure spoke. It. Spoke. And apparently, the scroll was going to too. The figure had a voice of...of....well...I couldn't compare it to anyone but Winston Churchill. Or an old British man, for that matter. The scroll hummed, and the figure hummed back. What alien voodoo magic is this?

And then the scroll started speaking English as well. It opened up, and then there were 8 boxes on the scroll. They started to fill in with color, and more figures appeared. Each a different color. "Begin." It said in unison with the figure. If the cave wasn't Emily Dickinson's heaven after this...

...Finn and Wilson would never know what it was. @mistexplorer74

I stay alive for her To hear her voice, it makes me smile

I stay alive for her To hear her voice, it makes me smile I stay alive for him Though he's mean for awhile I stay alive for us

I stay alive for her To hear her voice, it makes me smile I stay alive for him Though he's mean for awhile I stay alive for us And all that we can be I stay alive for people, and I stay alive for me

I stay alive for her To hear her voice, it makes me smile I stay alive for him Though he's mean for awhile I stay alive for us And all that we can be I stay alive for people, and I stay alive for me @lianna_writes

Dust into clay, clay given lungs, and the first breath warmly given by God to the human. First word of humankind, who knows what it was, but it was spoken

with the breath from God. Breath-taking, breath-giving, this conversation with my Creator. I do not hide from my breath, though it is more than I can hold, more than I control - It is a gift, to receive and release, and enjoy with the one who first put it in me.

@thislittlelight

Life is something that cannot be undone

Life is something that cannot be undone Together and alone we are forced to receive

Life is something that cannot be undone Together and alone we are forced to receive Forever, we are always on the run

Life is something that cannot be undone Together and alone we are forced to receive Forever, we are always on the run But each moment that passes is a gift to achieve @mythicalbanana

The bridge of faith is shaken and hit everyday,

The bridge of faith is shaken and hit everyday, But never does it break,

The bridge of faith is shaken and hit everyday, But never does it break, All attempts to grenade spray,

The bridge of faith is shaken and hit everyday, But never does it break, All attempts to grenade spray, Are destroyed in its wake.. @debadityadutta

Softly singing

Softly singing Softly swaying

Softly singing Softly swaying and passing a bridge of faith @ifollowback

Living is sweet

Living is sweet Yet sometimes sad

Living is sweet Yet sometimes sad We have goals to beat

Living is sweet Yet sometimes sad We have goals to beat And nothing will stay bad @btsismybias

I'm grateful to live in this beautiful earth

I'm grateful to live in this beautiful earth Its nature and people so kind

I'm grateful to live in this beautiful earth Its nature and people so kind The bad times I try to surf

I'm grateful to live in this beautiful earth Its nature and people so kind The bad times I try to surf And the good times I try to find @btsismybias

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