Illhueminati Stories

tohubohu (Noun- too-hoo-boh-hoo) Choas;disorder;confusion

the very thought of you shatters me. and i am trying to fix myself once again.

There are many things people don't know about. Somethings are so secret the President doesn't even know about about it. One of the many things kept top secret is a small town by the name of Dawnsbury. What is Dawnsbury? Who lives there? I couldn't tell you, at least not here. Not with prying eyes just looking for trouble. All I can tell you is if you want an adventure, mystery and tons of action in a story you might have just come to the right place.

{What we leave in the ashes tells much more than an autopsy of the mind, darling.}

just a little poetry i've done and decided to share with you guys

A compilation of my sporadic mind put into poetry and essays.

This is pure beauty, it is making my heart flutter inside like a trapped butterfly trying to escape it's dark cage... This is my journal for 30 days only. I write, so as to not be dead.

A short collection of one hundred forty character or less poems written between July second, 2013 and February sixteenth, 2014. All poems taken from my Illhueminati twitter account. @foxtrotted

The illhueminati is a community of artists and people opposed to label-based cultures, who instead appreciate the natural beauty of our world. This community is based mostly on Twitter and is mainly a form of expression: a place to share all works, be it a painting, a poem, or even a story. "Nocturnal" is a collection of poems taken from my own illhueminati-based twitter account (a link to which can be found on the right once you've begun reading). -Liliya. (To find out more, visit www.illhueminati.org)