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Reputation: Integrity and Lies by fathernye, literature

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Reputation: Integrity and Lies

Reputation: Integrity and Lies ---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- "I will work to earn it. I will do all I can do to deserve your trust," Bush said. "When we come together and work together, there is no limit to the greatness of America." ---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- Why do people lie? The term "pathological liar" is used to describe people who lie so much that they can no longer help themselves. However, I imagine that the true reason most people lie is because they expect to benefit from doing so. More money, more sex, and the big one:

Shadows of Joy Chapter Nine by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Nine

Chapter 9 The Grand Vizier's Garden Party "He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it." -Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy9- Viola looked a little stunned. "You mean she was in torpor? Is that right Bishop?" "No, she was in a coma; her spirit was trapped deep in the Dreamstorm where even the spells that Sebastian Bono, Regent of the Tremere, could work were unable to reach her." "How did that happen?" "It was while the Domain was preparing to receive a visit from the Justicar's who were using Cleveland to stage

Shadows of Joy Chapter Eight by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Eight

Chapter 8 Dreams of Tragedy "Young master, give him nothing! Give him nothing, whatever he ask! His prices are too high, young master, too high, too high.." -Lord Dunsany, The Charwoman's Shadow8- The task of translating ancient documents in Latin is more difficult than the layman might at first anticipate. Latin as learned in high school is akin to learning written Mandarin. While all Chinese acknowledge and generally use the written language as is, and it serves its purpose of allowing them to communicate with each other, there are thousands of dialects used for the spoken language. These dialects range so far and so wide for

Shadows of Joy Chapter Seven by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Seven

Chapter 7 The Storm of Dreams "Is it a kind of shadow, reaching into the night, Wandering over the hills unseen, or is it a dream?" -Art Garfunkel, Bright Eyes7- My return to the present finds me heading back to Cleveland once again with Viola. How does she feel about my past relationship with Kate? She had accepted when I asked her to accompany me to her grave for the anniversary of her death but while she has been supportive; she has also been strangely silent. It was her that convinced me to let go of Kate. After Kate left me, things deteriorated and I buried myself in my work in order to distract myself. I found myse

Shadows of Joy Chapter Six by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Six

Chapter 6 Under the Moonlight "Where are you going? Where are you going? Can you take me with you? For my hand is cold And needs warmth Where are you going?" -Godspell, By Your Side6- "Bishop? It's time that we were going." Lost in my thoughts, the snow had begun to coat my unmoving form. Without the ability to produce body heat, there was nothing to melt it and with no need to move any longer, I was as still and quiet as a corpse suffering rigormortis but the soft voice behind me snapped me back to the here and now. I turned slowly from Kate's gravestone to Viola. She stood shorter then me, about 5' 7" and her sl

Shadows of Joy Chapter Five by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Five

Chapter 5 Lick from the wounds of your fear "Existence - well what does it matter? I exist on the best terms I can The past is now part of my future The present is well out of hand" -Joy Division, Heart and Soul5- Darkness is what claims us when we sleep and it is to darkness we must go. This is the simple truth all insomniacs know in their hearts, whether they will admit it or not and it was in darkness I found myself. It stretched like a veil through which my sight could not penetrate. Darkness so complete, it did not hold any reflection. It looked as if I could reach out and touch it. It looked so complete. But my arms

Shadows of Joy Chapter Four by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Four

Chapter 4 Tragedy Bound "I'm just caught up in another of her spells Well, she's turning me into someone else Every day I hope and pray that this will end But when I can I do it all again." -Nine Inch Nails, Sanctified4- The streetlights flashed across my windshield in time to the beating of my heart as I headed east down Lake Road. I felt driven, memories flooding me with dread as they shook loose of Nicole's admonition to forget last night. I was horrified. Strangely, I found myself unable to alter my course as Nicole's blood pounded through my veins, driving me back to its master. My master. Her mind held mine in a vise li

Shadows of Joy Chapter Three by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Three

Chapter 3 Lover's Song "Three cups into the day, she's still asking questions, that I can't quite answer out loud..." -Panika , Speaking With Purpose3- As I looked to see who was paging me, I noted that the time was almost 4am. I was not as surprised that it was Kate calling me as I was strangely undisturbed. Moving off to a corner, I broke out a cigarette and my cell phone. After lighting up the next nail in my coffin, I called her. "Where the hell are you?" she answered. "I'm still working." "Working? It's 4am. Did you plan on staying out all night again?" "Well, I hadn't planned it that way." "

Shadows of Joy Chapter Two by fathernye, literature

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Shadows of Joy Chapter Two

Chapter 2 Elysium "I have said that I dwelt apart from the visible world, but I have not said that I dwelt alone. This no human creature can do; for lacking the fellowship of the living, he inevitably draws upon the companionship of things that are not, or are no longer, living." -H.P. Lovecraft, The Tomb2- I pulled around a Limousine letting a man in rented formal wear out and entered the lot behind the old Masonic lodge known as Levander Hall. The lot looked as if it was the lot for Severance Hall or a local Prom. Everywhere there were Limos lightly populated with various other cars. There was everything from a Lamborghini to o

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The Clothing by fathernye, literature

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The Clothing

The Clothing Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious pile of forgotten clothes While I shuffled, nearly slipping, suddenly there came a stinking, As of some one foul and reeking - sleeping on my chamber floor. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "sleeping on chamber floor - Only this and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, And each separate sleeping figure wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my booze surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the dirty clothes For the rare and radiant raiment

The Mirror Laughs at Me by fathernye, literature

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The Mirror Laughs at Me

The mirror laughs at me, as the scissors slice, My head is torn asunder by chains of love, the yoke of sacrifice. My face is lifted to the crying of my blinding pain. My freedom falls about, my being cloaked in mist, Another piece of my soul lifted in prayer, To no one who truly cares. I lose myself in the blind, uncaring crowd once more.

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The Clothing by fathernye, literature

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Current Residence: In a World of Madness
Favourite genre of music: Irish, Gothic, Filk, Industrial and 80's Retro
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Favourite style of art: Dark works of mystery and horror.
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Favourite cartoon character: Batman and Danger Mouse
Personal Quote: Klattu, Verata, Nikt.*cough*... There I said it.

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fathernye

Jan 17, 2012

Shadows of Joy finished

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Shadows of Joy is finished and I'm researching techniques for bookbinding by hand. Work is beginning on the outline for a sequel for Nanowrimo 2012. Working title is Shadows of God. Till that day...

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fathernye

Sep 21, 2004

Still Crazy after all these years...

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Hey everyone, It's been a year or so since my last journal entry but I'm still out here writing and such.  Between kids and work, which continues to be a game of dodge the reorg bullet, I have kept so busy that I haven't had much left for creative impulses.  In the interest of prioritization, I dropped roleplaying games to concentrate on my writing and school; my first step in returning to school has been to search for a second job and save money for it. I have been working slowly on Shadows of Joy and shopped it out to White Wolf Publishing.  They turned it down so now I'm free to write it however I please so I am. Look for further Chapte

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fathernye

Nov 6, 2003

Forgotten but not quite gone.

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Well, I haven't been here for the longest time and some people probably deserve an explanation. The bottom line is that Deviant Art is not reliable.  It has destroyed many of my works including destroying a copy of my book in progress which I was storing here as I wrote it. All of this activity has been moved to my own personal website at http://my.core.com/~fathernye/ and is no longer happening here. I'm still lurking here on occasion but will largely no longer reside here as a primary website.  Feel free to come and check out my new home anytime and to drop me a line tho. Take care everyone. -JD-

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Sep 16, 2011

elphabastevens

Sep 15, 2011

To my beloved ,

I was

. I for my family up north because they needed me due to family , but I

because I was a coward afraid the stress of me being away as a caregiver without our family together would just
make us

all the time until

and

And I thought I was being

by leaving the best man I've ever known, the only want I want to spend the rest of my life with
and be alone for the rest of my life rather than see us

.

I was a coward. I should have fought harder. The thing is, that place in my and life are for you ~fathernye. You are the first
choice, the only choice. Without you in that with me, the only other choice was the long walk alone. I am so sorry I made the wrong choice.

Please consider letting me have my first choice. At least part of it. The living will still die, and that pain will still hurt, but can I be with the person I want to be with me, in it, all the way with me in it before that day and forever after it comes? Can I please have the choice I've always wanted?

Love,