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our love never dies
It was when I was first separated from Her....in interest of my own desires. Desires for being in a more perfect place. It was with sunshine, warmth from the sun and sand. As I looked up at the soft sun and as I felt the soft sand between my toes I still felt a deeper longing. A longing to be with Her. Her soft face against mine and her soft hair through my fingers. Her plum lips saying my worthless name. I remember....my arms fit so perfectly around her. Her eyes shone upon me with illustrious wonder. As to wonder if i was ever coming back for her. For awhile, I thought, I had the perfect life. A job that barely paid bills, a place that wasnt my own in a place I so wanted to be, and a life that was yet incomplete. From a perfect place, I discovered that I felt I was dying. Dying for Her touch, Her unyielding love for me. How could I have left her there? I felt selfish, yet I missed her. So, I ran back to Her embracing arms. She held me with fervor and with teary eyes forgave me. And w
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The demon
I woke up and I was with my dad at my great grandfathers house though he had passed away 12 years ago and my aunt had taken over the property. We were in the kitchen when things moved around on their own. Tupperware flew off the fridge, doors opening and closing by themselves. We would hear unearthly noises within the walls. "Demons, come out!!" ,I shouted. We felt something run right by us when my dad grabbed something in the air but shook loose. We chased it down the hall and into a bedroom. I called out to it again and from the closet a tall pale man emerged wearing a black overcoat. He moved a bunk bed in front of the door and sat down. He started asking us questions but we knew he was trying to take our lives and souls. We cursed him in the name of God and he retreated to the dark. We moved the bed ran out. I lost my dad in the hustle and thought he got on without me. I had nowhere to go but inside the house. I went back inside and things immediately went from bad to worse. There
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Red light
I woke up on a couch in a somewhat familiar setting. There were a lot of people around I didnt know. I had my pistol 'Siggy' with me under the pillow. The people where young, old, male and female. No one I immediately recognized. I just layed there dozing until a past love came and spoke inaudible words. Before I realized, her parents came and started yelling at me and I had no idea why...they left me there and I tried to fall back to sleep but to no avail. The room grew dark and I tried to go back to sleep. I stirred and two little girls came in with a camera with a red light shining. They shined it on me as I tried to lie still. "Hes not sleeping!!", they yelled. I pulled out my pistol but was blinded by the bright red light on their camera......
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the faceless love
I was at a party, Im not sure how I got there, but I was there. Maybe I returned to the house from a previous illusion. I walked past a couch and there were faceless dolls of people engaged in partylike activity. I passed a window and looked out, I saw a faceless love having fun with friends like I wished her to do in a blackened void. The family of the house noticed me and welcomed me. I continued walking and walked into a room. There were three guys in there one on a computer. I had no idea what was going on...I felt that I had to be with my love...but I couldnt at the same time. They started asking questions like, "Is everything set up?" or "Are you ready"? I had no idea what they were referring to. All I knew was I wanted to be with my faceless love....Thats all I ever knew.....But I couldnt be with her....
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The Grotto
There I was swimming in a vertical tunnel of white brick and green vine filled with water. Beyond the brick I saw labrynths of steel walk and corridor beyond the see through walls. I needed air so I scrambled frantically to a hole and emerged. I emerged to a giant window where I saw a lake with a single willow tree accented with tire swing. Beyond the lake, the sky and horizon was blank as forgotten memory. I jumped back into the grotto and continued swimming...I came up and crawled out of a hardwood floor. There were white walls and ceilings. I walked through what appeared to an apartment...the place was pristine in condition and the kitchen was well stocked. In the living room, the framed pictures were blank and filled with white furniture. Further into the hallway I ventured, there was a room where the doorway was too narrow for me to enter. I tried to peek and try to see what was inside but couldnt. Out of nowhere this red haired woman appeared, she wasnt much taller than I but lar
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Her Reflection
It was somewhere at some point in time in my dreams. I found myself thrown onto a concrete slab with a bunch of other bodies that spanned forever. It was rainy and clouds carried a greyness that never seemed to lift. There was shouting everywhere as people around me we forced to be put into awkward positions accompanied with many repetitions. I turned to look around, there were grey buildings with barbed wire and a single old rickety water tower. I thought I heard a familiar strained huffs and puffs of anguish. I felt I had to know who it was, and it was her....I have never seen her before, but I felt I knew who she was. Long black hair and hazel eyes with fair complexion. She caught my eye for what seemed a lifetime. She stared at me as if she knew who was staring back at her. The moment we made contact, the pain and misery stopped. I turned to look away a moment and I saw another in a red blouse a little thicker in the form with heavy makeup streaming down her face. We all got up in
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In the midst of the Devil
Last night I awakened in old familiar setting. I was headed to class, the place looked very much like my old high school from years past. Only, I didnt know where I was headed. All the rooms where ones I used to attend with me in them. I saw myself swimming in the pool, taking test, fighting to stay awake in class. The teacher giving lessons where there was nothing to be learned. Students were taking notes but the pages were blank as they were writing. Looking at the paper in hand, all the classes were scheduled at the same time...I found my locker only to be opened and empty. Inside, there was no wall only darkness. I stepped inside and started walking down a long hallway. The doors were opened on both sides. I looked through the open doors as I walked past. Inside, I saw churches with no congregation. Churches with angels flying about. As I continued to walk, things changed. I walked down a slight grade and there he was in front of me, a decrepid man wearing a robe. His skin looked r
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Love Story Of Old
Even in separation, our hearts still yearn for each others touch. Years, months, days all meld into one moment still preserved in this memory. When we used to laugh, play and dance hand in hand and step in step as one. Whatever happened to the emotions we once shared together? Did time wane them so thin, now so ever transparent? Even though I never gave you myself in entirety, I gave you only what I thought that counted. Instead of my body that fails and which will die, I gave you my heart and knew that if you chose to take it in hand that it will never fail as long as you showed faithfulness to me. Instead, we both showed each other our love did not fade entirely with time, but rather went stale with forgotten memories and promises. Because we knew we still loved each other, you gave back my heart and told me it was worthy of someone greater, someone who knew how to love me in ways I could not comprehend. Having taken the heart in stride after years of yearning only to find I was givi
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Tearless cries
My soul cries out for my own hidden yet undiscovered self. Where im drunken with my own anger, violence and anguish yet quelled with the love and affection through which others show unto me. Alone I party with myself and yet, I feel that this is what I need, a yearning to free myself and do what my body and soul should do as to get away from the now. Alone, must I face my own inner hypocrites and yet retain my own beliefs and ways. I try to go forth and venture out unto the world where I am faced with ideas and disbeliefs of the common norm. Yet...I refuse to accept them as my own....I try to win the love of a certain girl, though she does not seek another, she does not seek me...as she thought once of doing....I once unkowingly won her love, she did not come forth with the testament to confirm to me with what was burning in her heart. Though I am not lost to her, as I have made it known that I am willing to lay down my will, thoughts and ultimately my life to her. The arrow that pierc
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Ripples of Life
Floating away in the soft evening summer breeze, settling down into the calm lake creating ripples of life radiating out from under you. Lost in happy thoughts long past never to return to what once was a perfect world of pure wonder. To float with the breeze over you, taking you to unknown splendors of the world. Your spirit wanders away with other life forces to other worlds beyond ours. The trees slow dancing  to their internal heartbeats. To the clouds roaming adventures never ending across the orange sky, paying homage to the setting sun finishing a trip across another day with its never ending luster. Higher past the skies to the boundless space and time, you dance with the spirits long past from the earthly world. Comforting tidings they bring with wisdom and experience of old. Planets in perfect sync as the dance around one another. Nebulae taking time moving across universal plains. Stars shining brightly like candles on a low hung chandelier, providing passage to th
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Deep Blue Sea
Lying on warm beach the soft waves lift and carry your sorrows into the blue. Sinking into lost voids after slipping into an ocean of warm eternal blue. Fish swimming around in schools oblivious that you are there with hunting sharks preying upon them. The reefs teeming with life and full rich colors. You begin to wonder if youll ever want to wake from this splendor. Farther below you continue to sink. You look up and see the sunlight refract through the slow moving waves of serenity. Ghost ships of times past tempt you with plundered treasure, ghostly shadows of their crews ever watchful over valuables worth far more than the world above. You sink evermore into the abyss electric eels spark up the darkness revealing the riches of the cold deep. Unseen forces of nature are around you, sightless beings wandering through the waters scavenging for what man has lost in his attempts to conquer the water world. You settle on the bottom of ocean in search of yourself only to be lost. Lost und
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Red Hand
Last I remember I was at someones house under a blanket. No idea as to why I was there, but that didnt matter. A kid with a red handprint was on his face, it appeared to have been painted on but it was too perfect to be even that.  It stretched at angle with the fingers over his icy blue eyes. He was saying something inaudible. I got up to use the bathroom, the row of sinks spanned the length of the wall with a giant mirror. There was always a reason as to why I hate mirrors. Maybe because Ive always thought Id see something in there I wont like. There were a group of guys in there, at least 6 of them all with markings on their faces. We exchanged words and they tried to get me to join their cause. I refused, I had a sinking feeling that they didnt like that. I turned to leave just then a random person spewed blood from his mouth. Blood shot like a cannon and got all over the mirror and all the sinks. I narrowly avoided the crimson mess, I turned tail and ran. Later, I wound
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This past while, things have been rather hectic and sad. A friend of mine just passed away and while we werent close, i still feel a loss. I tried to write a letter to her older sister whom i havent seen or talked to in about ten years. Still, im fighting whether or not to send it. Last night i had a dream, I met her in a public place and she didnt want to see me at first. but after talking, we held eachothers hand and she said she had to leave. I didnt want to leave her right away, but she left. I felt at ease after that like she told me its ok I didnt attend the funeral.....but was it ok?....
This past while, things have been rather hectic and sad. A friend of mine just passed away and while we werent close, i still feel a loss. I tried to write a letter to her older sister whom i havent seen or talked to in about ten years. Still, im fighting whether or not to send it. Last night i had a dream, I met her in a public place and she didnt want to see me at first. but after talking, we held eachothers hand and she said she had to leave. I didnt want to leave her right away, but she left. I felt at ease after that like she told me its ok I didnt attend the funeral.....but was it ok?....

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Princess-of-Shadows Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2014  Professional Digital Artist
Thank you very much for stopping by.
I appreciate your support. Have a great day!
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blackmage124 Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2014
ive been watching your posts for a few years now and ive always liked what you have up!!! Keep up the hard work
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Sel-K Featured By Owner May 27, 2012
You have been tagged in my journal! DO IT XD
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Proof-Of-Life Featured By Owner May 12, 2012
Thanks for the favorite! Appreciate it :)
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blackmage124 Featured By Owner Apr 9, 2012
Wow.....what a weekend! Friday I attended the Good Friday service at church..so powerful! Saturday I did some crafting with Sam, then went to church for rehearsal and Easter service, was SO SURPRISED by my AMAZING and VERY SWEET Anthony who came to church to watch me sing and he brought me GORGEOUS flowers, then I saw Titanic in 3D with my girls. Today went to two Easter services and sang at one, then went to a wake with a friend of mine who lost her student, then had the entire family over for Easter dinner!!! Awwww....what a great weekend :-)!- Nichole, future woman
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Proof-Of-Life Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2012
Sorry for spamming you with all my favoriting... I couldn't control it XD
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blackmage124 Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2012
Ah, its ok, at least you like to spam me...heheh! Favorite all you want! Im happy at least one person likes what I put out. Im no Shakespear or Edgar Allen Poe, but I do try.
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Proof-Of-Life Featured By Owner Feb 21, 2012
YAY FOR SPAM! >:D I really like your writing and drawings~ I wish I were that good.. *le is jelly of your skills
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blackmage124 Featured By Owner Feb 21, 2012
I dont draw very well, those were a friend of mine way back when. I mainly write but i also do a little photography.
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Proof-Of-Life Featured By Owner Aug 10, 2011
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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