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About Me Member Deviant of Many Talents Asmodean-ergo-sum20/Male/Canada Recent Activity Deviant for 1 Year
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Random Poem Jan.22 - 2009In a world where there’s sorrow,   
 And such mountains of strife,   
It is good to remember that old maxim of life,   
 Of when there is trouble and insurmountable odds,   
There is usually more trouble for those unlucky sods,   
 Who live in a place that is harder to bare,   
Where the stress of tomorrow makes you lose all your hair.   
 So remember my words and heed them with care,   
For around the next corner you might meet your end there,   
 Be happy with life, it is short and is sweet,   
But watch where yo Random Poem Jan.22 - 2009
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The Doors Refuse to Close       The doors refused to close, the door-close button didn’t work, and the elevator for all it’s new-fangled shininess was broken … yet again.   “Dr. Singh to the O.R., Dr. Singh to the O.R.” the ridiculously over-loud-speaker stated in a perfectly monotone voice; a voice that was the amalgam of every dull secretary that had ever used a loudspeaker.  
 “Oh dammit!” he swore under his breath, “This is just perfect. I can’t even have my bloody lunch break without something going wrong!”   The numerous other passengers of the ele The Doors Refuse to Close
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Deus Est Machina Ch.2                                             Chapter 2: Recollection   
 
         The streets were rampant with death, deceit and duplicity. Survival was something that was unheard of for more than a week, never mind thriving. But somehow, he survived, working daily to hone his skills; being alert was what separated the living from the soon to be dead. Life was Deus Est Machina Ch.2
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Deus Est Machina         The world was once a happy place, a place of laughter, joy and humility; a place where one could raise ones own kin in contentment. That all changed. To look upon the world now is to see despair, revulsion and devastation with some envy of the past thrown in for good measure. This is how all the tribes left on the planet feel, and this is all they share in common. There is no more United Nations, no more governments, if what you’d call the squabbling, greedy, power-hungry conglomerations that were left near the end governments … no, it is all gone. The husks of the skyscrapers re Deus Est Machina
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  • Current Residence: The Great White North
  • Interests: Playing, Composing, Remixing Music; Writing fiction and Photoshoping
  • Favourite movie: A Knight's Tale - Don't ask me why.
  • Favourite band or musician: Daft Punk
  • Favourite genre of music: Whatever I'm listening too at the time.
  • Favourite artist: Wayne Barlowe
  • Favourite poet or writer: Too many to name.
  • Favourite style of art: Fantasy Landscapes/ Sci-Fi Space-Landscapes
  • Operating System: Windows Vista: Home Premium
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  • Wallpaper of choice: Mystic Castle
  • Favourite game: The Elder Scrolls 4: Oblivion GOTY
  • Favourite gaming platform: XBOX
  • Tools of the Trade: Photoshop CS3, Word, Cubase, Finale, Komplete 5

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