Radar-Man

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When a Demon is Right by Radar-Man, literature

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When a Demon is Right

When a demon is wanting, he'll wait. when a demon waits, he's watching. when a demon is watching, he'll warn you. when a demon warns you, he's lying. when a demon is lying, you pay him no heed. when you pay a demon no heed, he'll be right. when a demon is right, he's no good for you. when a demon is no good for you, he'll tell you otherwise. when a demon tells you otherwise, you listen to him. when you listen to him you lose.

The Surreal Reality Part IX Redose by Radar-Man, literature

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The Surreal Reality Part IX Redose

A single rose, in a house full of weeds, your approving sight, can never be found, always seeking, a vacuumous need, a loving tone, your words will never sound, but you’re always reaching, always holding, it’s your dream to see me atop that hill but all the while I’m whipped, and scolded. alone, I’m broken without the will. trapped in falling nightmares, unable to wake, your touch pierces the veil, setting me free. You bare your darkest parts, all for my sake, drowning in hope, for something that will never be. The silence you give me is all that I ask, in your embrace, the truth, I can never mask.

Tug of War by Radar-Man, literature

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Tug of War

The blind tug of war, between me and no one else, sins, I have to answer for, the signs, that I’ve ignored. back and forth, like a dream, there’s no one else that I can see. strapping myself to this rope, something I will never be free. As hard as I pull, he pulls right back, a crowd has gathered, to watch me crack, snapping like a twig, within my gilded cage. I’m alone in a field, I’ve been there for days. There is no rope, this is no hope, his voice in my head, never helps me cope. I pull, I yell, I scream out in the night, the end of the rope, is just within sight…

Wall of Thorns by Radar-Man, literature

Twilight Eternity by Radar-Man, literature

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Twilight Eternity

The drums of war, beat loudly in my chest, the sound of drums, gives me life, lets me soar. Always beating, never ending, no rest, On the surface, there is only war. But underneath the war, the hate, the sound, beneath the gunpowder, bronze, dirt and metal. Beats a heart so loud, the echo resounds, giving me rest, once the dust has settled. Along side you, I never hear the noise, and with you, I never feel so buried. So childish in my love, I am your toy, and with all my love, nothing seems so scary. War drums, so loud, buried under it all, a war fighter. but my love, will always burn and shine, so much brighter.

Prove Yourself by Radar-Man, literature

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Prove Yourself

Your in my veins, all my motivation, you drain. All this stress. Insane! Of my exsitence, your the bane. Your intention, unseen. To your plans, I'm never keen. Always, planning and scheeming. Inside my head I'm always screaming. Your network, ever growing, All your power, Always showing. Intelligence, towering above my own, Mine alone, will never compare, never grow. Your demands, always too High Around, always feeling, trapped in the sky Hoping for one time to touch the ground Your accepting voice, will never sound.

Hearing Aid by Radar-Man, literature

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Hearing Aid

The sound of the World around us, all it's meaning, turns to dust. Unable to speak like the mute, Affection, is an illness, acute. The disease, is unfathomable, Sailing on the clouds, indescribable. All to come crashing down with the new morning. Everything turns to dust without warning. Like a bat out of hell, you fly away, You fly as though you were my prey. Unable to stop you, I wait, All my actions, incriminate. Until you come back to raise my sails, to document and chronicle our tails. But this story may never end... All my time, yours to spend.

Broken Lips by Radar-Man, literature

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Broken Lips

If I had, broken lips, and ears, to hear all. I wouldn't take such gentle sips, we'd join happiness at the ball. In silence we all stare, mindlessly at your word. I can't understand, it's not fair, your silence cuts like the sword. If my lips were broken, unusable by remorse. All my words unspoken, but repeat like the chorus. The fire burns brighter then the dawn, and I request protection from nightfall. Bloody perfection, without ears to hear your song. and now in silence, together, we fall.

Lust and Desire by Radar-Man, literature

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Lust and Desire

I feel your breath against my neck, I want to feel you closer if only for a sec. Light some candles to arouse the flesh, your soft pale skin, mine to caress, I want to make my heart race, I want to know your taste. This consuming fire must be appeased, fall in, you know you'll be pleased. The future is the next five seconds beyond, life is a blur, the only sound is your song. The thunderous beating of our hearts, gets the testosterone flowing, then it starts. Wanting more by each passing second, your body, the message has beens sent. Your body is mine and mine alone, I've seen things to no one else you've shown. Touch the face

String Theory by Radar-Man, literature

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String Theory

I'm at the end of your string, your emotion, a casual fling. Without sympathy you call for me, I am your guardian, you can plainly see. You'll take me two inches and run, so I'll run for the heart of the sun. Of which my universe once turned, orbiting, as well as my emotions you've churned. But you drop my string, simply to see, me chew my way through, and set myself free.

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When a Demon is Right by Radar-Man, literature

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The Surreal Reality Part IX Redose by Radar-Man, literature

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The Surreal Reality Part IX Redose

Tug of War by Radar-Man, literature

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Tug of War

Wall of Thorns by Radar-Man, literature

Twilight Eternity by Radar-Man, literature

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Twilight Eternity

Prove Yourself by Radar-Man, literature

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Prove Yourself

Hearing Aid by Radar-Man, literature

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Hearing Aid

Broken Lips by Radar-Man, literature

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Broken Lips

Lust and Desire by Radar-Man, literature

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Lust and Desire

String Theory by Radar-Man, literature

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String Theory

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If I Were a Man by Radar-Man, literature

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If I Were a Man

If I were a man, I would be bold, strong, and true, and be the man I sought to be, honest, true, and blue, If I were a man, I would be all the things I seek, but times melting beneath me, and my future's looking bleak, time is moving fast, without me, it has past, to seek off, more and better things, leaving me behind, If I were a man, I'd halt the flow of time, and build my empire in that moment, and watch it slowly die, If I were a man, today would just be a day, to listen to the cardinals, to skip, laugh, and play, If I were a man, I would laugh and play along, but I am not this man, and I can not sing along.

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About Radar-Man

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Artist // Student // Literature

July 9
United States
Deviant for 16 years
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"A little non-sence now and then, is relished by the wisest men"
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"There's no difference between's Heaven's Light, and Hell's Fire"
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Two Awesome Quotes. Other then that not much to say here, besides YEAH WORDS AND SHIT!

Favourite Visual Artist

Pablo Picasso

Favourite Movies

Elephant, Equalibrium, and What Dreams May Come

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Apocalyptica, Nirvana, and Techno

Favourite Books

1001 Arabian Nights, and Color out of Space

Favourite Writers

Hennry Wadsworth Longfellow

Favourite Games

Dead Rising

Favourite Gaming Platform

Computer

Tools of the Trade

Paper and Pencil, and a Keyboard helps

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Radar-Man

Sep 23, 2013

Ye Olden Times

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Leave it to JJ to never clean up his DA, in the scraps and shreds of his profile I cam across my old OLD Ooooold pictures. And yes... even the one with the bunny ears. Seeing those pictures again bring back an awful lot of memories. But a bit of sadness knowing that the person in those pictures is so far deceased. I think it's good though. Out with the Old in with the New. I am the Eye of my Own Storm, Captain of my Soul. Good Riddance to Bad Rubbish.

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Radar-Man

Sep 4, 2013

Where is my Mind?

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So I've gone through a shit ton of phases and I'm not entirely sure what the hell is going on. All I know now is I have a massive headache and I can't sleep tonight so I'm going to ran and rave to myself because no one's watching anyway so I think it's pretty safe to use this as my personal little shout box. First, trying to figure out what's going on inside of my head is like trying to find your way through New Jersey with a quarter tank of gas, a hungry lion, and an obscure Hindu god and they keep switching passenger seats the whole time. Things change, all the time, one moment I know what's going on and then the next I feel like I've been