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Level Designer chez E.Y.E | « Je préfère les voir des types découpés plutôt que de la merde. » Nesquik69. | un vraie chanpion d'insulteur
  | Mapcore | Game-Artistlife: watch T.V., buy, obey, consume, conform, do not question authority, no thoughts, submit, marry and procreate, work 8 hours, sleep 8 hours, play 8 hours. Citation : jesu Who are they? Are they a threat to our beliefs? So we descend upon them, just like vengeful wolves. Bitter daylight hangs above us with the rain. What is this, that tells me I am right or wrong? I'm not seen... Citation Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow— You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand— How few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep—while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? Citation You ever read any Nietzsche? Nietzsche says there are two kinds of people in the world. People who are destined for greatness... ...like Walt Disney... ...and Hitler. And then there's the rest of us. He called us "The Bungled & The Botched." We get teased. We sometimes get close to greatness... ...but we never get there. We're the expendable masses. We get pushed in front of trains, take poison aspirin... ...get gunned down in Dairy Queens. It Was No Fucking Picnic You ever get the feeling sometimes... ...you're being punished for your sins? He called us "The Bungled & The Botched"... |
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BiographieMes textesNouvelles : Les halls hantés La chose dans les livres Par delà le miroir Shalrath L'horreur dans l'ombre Claustrophobopolis Le grand homme Les rivages non-rêvés Le hurleur dans la brume La cité effacée Le portail aux étoiles d'argent Le cimetière arc-en-ciel À travers les portes de la Mémoire La caverne morne La vengeresse de Kew Le cas étrange de Frances Clark (réécriture) Poésie : Night Ocean L'antichambre de la Source (prose) Le très vieil être (prose) La Source Le jardin du Shoggoth Le Sanctuaire Les fleurs Et tout ce que cela aurait pu être Les roses du Temps Escamotage Ode to the Nameless City Imagination Le Vide Les nuages et les voiles Toi Passer à travers les étoiles La Source II Obscurité Aux portes du Sommeil Vampirisation The thing in the doorway La citadelle mourrante Le parc Creep Hex Pensées à minuit et cinquante et unes minutes Distortion Trou noir supermassif (non fini) À travers les portes du Déséspoir La chose du cachot Étoiles mourrantes The beast of nine hours Doppelgänger Envers inversé Rencontre Amour du Néant Bienvenue dans la nation du Suicide Lettres éffacées Hantise Le coffre Toi, grandeur suprême. [update 25.07.08] |
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