Poesia, Psicologia e Rock'n'Roll
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Poesia, Psicologia e Rock'n'roll é um agrupamento de poemas e pequenos textos de crítica e ironia contendo reflexão social e pessoal. Os temas foram inspirados por vivências, e aprendizados. Seja no curso e atuação de psicologia, na cena hardcore/punk, no rap, no sarau de poesia, na rua, nas reflexões mais subjetivas ou no dia-a-dia de um jovem que estudou, trabalhou, sorriu e chorou na cidade de São Paulo.
Tudo foi escrito e inspirado entre 2016 e 2019. As inspirações vão além desse período, desde 2012 quando o autor tem contato com ideias Anarcomunistas e inicia o processo de desconstrução religiosa, passando pelas manifestações de 2013, até a ascensão da direita no Brasil, o golpe e a consolidação da extrema direita em 2019.
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Release
This is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxiety, sadnesses, anger, and hopelessness. I was desperate to be loved and feared it the most, I was a coward, I was self-destructive, I would mentally bend my thoughts to the point of bordering insanity. I was born into this world alone, and got too comfortable with it. Maybe I still am, but a fraction of what I used to be. This writing is extremely vulnerable, and potentially disturbing to others, as all my weaknesses, strengths, obsessions with making every moment sentimental, the sickening desperation I've had, the destructiveness, and the constant brutal reconstruction of my mind. Without guidance, it's been absolute intense chaos. Though, there is beauty in the darkness. Everything can be found in the darkness. You'll find that through my writing, I've somehow slowly become exactly what I've written. A living representation of my writing and what I wanted to be. Without myself even knowing it. A lot of my writing themes are based around nature, or some kind of natural aspect. The imagery I paint with natural metaphors is constant, the animals, just like you and I, the plants, and all other living things. I planted these seeds in my mind, unknowingly at the time, where I now feel the deep dark green jungle pressing at the inner walls of my skull. It's all that I want to consume my mind. There's so much to learn. The magic of nature, and it's infinite wisdom. It's as if I have been on this path all along, and I didn't even know what I was doing, yet my body and mind were passively taking care of me. Giving me and eventually showing exactly what I want, and wanted to become. I have every moment, every instance of suffering, and every epiphany to be thankful for. Soon, I'll be at peace from the raging storm.Concluida
Creator: Friend or Foe?
This story began as a NaNoWriMo 2012 work, with no planning, and even less idea of plot. I learned from that experience that I am not a 'pantser' -and spent about 20 painful months trying to turn my stream-of-consciousness 3-stories-in-one into one coherent novel, following the timeline and events in the Book of Genesis. I discovered that that is not a great way to build a plot. I ended after 5 more drafts, at about 60k words. There is another draft on my blog, slightly longer, a bit more experimental. This is only meant to be a marker of progress. I hope some may find it enjoyable, useful, and even helpful. If interested in the 6th draft: https://shiradest.wordpress.com/2014/12/20/martin-luther-king-rabbinical-commentary-poster-inspired-a-novel/ Peace, ShiraConcluida
Planetary
General TW don't read if you're sensitive to heavy/kinda dark topics if not thanks for reading Planetary! (Edited 2025)
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄
𝓥𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓪 𝓡𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓸 and 𝓐𝔃𝓻𝓪𝓮𝓵 𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓼 have despised each other since the very first moment they set their sights on each other. Verena can't stand his posh British accent, devastatingly handsome face and the gentlemanly facade nearly everyone at their college seems to fall for. Behind the posh accent, handsome face and polite manners, something dark lurks beneath the surface. Verena knows about this darkness inside him because not only does he show his true colours around her, but the darkness that resides deep inside her soul rears its ugly head anytime he's within view. It's not until one night at a masked party on campus, where Verena finds herself in an unexpected situation that she likes more than she's willing to admit, that everything changes. When she finds out who the person behind the mask is that made all her darkest desires come true, she's furious and conflicted by all her emotions. Verena is left fighting her desires and her hatred. She isn't sure what is going to win in the end, she just knows that she'll make him pay. - ‼️this story will have a lot of grammar issues so if you can't handle that then please don't read it because hateful comments will be deleted.‼️ ⚠️ This book is dark compared to her innocence and therefore isn't for the faint of heart. I would suggest reading the trigger warnings in the introduction for anything that might cause you any harm.⚠️Concluida
His Damaged Love
Meet Alexandria Frost, 17 years old, Beautiful,but hides under over-sized hoodies and long jeans and With perfect grades, She definitely earned the title as a 'Nerd'. Until she one day, comes home to a drunk father and an unexpected vistor. --"What's going on?",Said Alexandria. "Oh look,Stace. My darling daughter is back.You're fucking late!!",Said Alex's father, referring to his dressed up whore. Smacking Alex across the face, "You should have died with that Bitch of your mother. You're just another fucking burden to me. Where the fuck were you? " Kicking her to the ground. Over and over again. Blood oozing out from her nose.'-- Meet Jace Kingsley, 20 years old, youngest and hottest bachelor billionaire in America. Cold- hearted, But that's because he got his heart broken once and has built his walls up to the top, But that doesn't stop him from being a playboy. When one Certain girl with a scary Past and present catches Jace's eye, everything might change. Jace sees a distressed-looking girl, In his sight. What does Jace do, --"She's mine. Find out where she stays,Lucas." Says Jace.-- TRIGGER WARNINGS(PG13) : -Violence -Self-harm -Language(Swearing and content) WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN? Read on to find out ;)Concluida
Fallen Angel {COMPLETED%}
The "Fallen Angel" is a story that is completely inside of my head, so it's original, so I am grateful if no one copy it. You can take it as an inspiration, but then please let me know so I can write your story on my book as I expect you to do the same, It's a win-win. If you want me to publish your stories, I'd be happy to do so. I do not own any video or image that I can post, there might be ones in with are edited, I am sorry if you are the creator and do not approve it's utilization, I'll gladly take it out, if you do not mind it, I thank you for the bottom of my heart. I am Portuguese so it may happen that I have a couple of mistakes, thank you for giving me the warning if this happens, I'll update if I find any errors in the mean time. Once I gain some time, I'll rewrite the story on another book in Portuguese. Kisses and hugs to all my Angels! And have a good reading! ;) Portugues: A "Fallen Angel" é uma história vinda completamente da minha cabeça, por isso agradecia que não a copiassem. Se quiserem a usar como inspiração estão á vontade para isso, mas se esse for o caso, por favor digam-me para que eu possa escrever o vosso livro no final dos capítulos para que vocês também tenham o meu apoio, espero que façam o mesmo entretanto. Se quiserem que publique as vossas historias terei muito gosto em faze-lo. Não sou dona de qualquer vídeo ou imagem que possa a vir a postar. Poderão estar editadas, se for o criador e não aprova a sua utilização, por favor diga-me, eu irei tirar de imediato, se não se importar, eu agradeço do fundo do coração, agradecia que se revelasse para que possa escrever quem é o autor. Sou portuguesa por isso pode acontecer ter erros, agradecia que me dessem o aviso se tal acontecer, eu irei corrigindo ao longo do tempo. Quando tiver tempo, eu irei traduzir o livro para a versão portuguesa Beijos e abraços para todos os meus Anjos! E tenham uma boa leitura! ;)Concluida
Where'd he come from?
"You get prettier every time, Autumn." He says, his eyes looking me up and down. My heart flutters and butterflies fill my stomach, "I thought you didn't like my concert outfits?" I say looking down and fixing my dress by my knees. "Well.... I've had a Change in heart." He says. "Well in that case, green or black jewelry?" I say. "Both." We say, together. - Okay sooo I'm literally writing a fanfic after like 2 years of not bc I think it's cringe butttt I've been wanting to write a rocker/ musician love story Also the TW are basically nothing cuz I'm not weird like that I refuse to write smut but also a whole bunch of swearing so enjoy my dream little emo love storyConcluida
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[REWRITTEN AS OF 6/14/2020 TO REPLACE D*NIEL C*RCIO WITH A NEW CHARACTER I CREATED] "Rock 'n roll is here to stay, It will never die It was meant to be that way, Though I don't know why I don't care what people say, Rock 'n roll is here to stay" The year is 1968, and Carina Wisteria has moved to the city of Querencia to study to be a music producer. The town seem like a perfect place for a former valedictorian and law-abiding citizen like her. Only problem is: it's the only city that makes rock n' roll illegal in all forms and anyone caught playing or performing it will be arrested. She doesn't seem to mind it much, until she runs into the leader of the Palaye Royale gang, Remington Leith. The first time she meets him, she wants nothing to do with him, then finds herself drawn toward him and his electrifying world of rock n' roll. When they start to grow close together, many forces will try to break them apart, including the dark secret that might drive him away from her. *Carina - French baby girl name Meaning: Pure *#1 IN REMINGTONLEITH - 6/12/2019* *#2 IN BARRETT - 6/14/2019* *#1 IN ROCKNROLL - 7/23/2019* As of 02/13/2020, Some chapters have been edited. 01/21/2021 - Epilogue has been slightly rewritten for Carina's character to make her story more open-ended.Concluida
This is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxiety, sadnesses, anger, and hopelessness. I was desperate to be loved and feared it the most, I was a coward, I was self-destructive, I would mentally bend my thoughts to the point of bordering insanity. I was born into this world alone, and got too comfortable with it. Maybe I still am, but a fraction of what I used to be. This writing is extremely vulnerable, and potentially disturbing to others, as all my weaknesses, strengths, obsessions with making every moment sentimental, the sickening desperation I've had, the destructiveness, and the constant brutal reconstruction of my mind. Without guidance, it's been absolute intense chaos. Though, there is beauty in the darkness. Everything can be found in the darkness. You'll find that through my writing, I've somehow slowly become exactly what I've written. A living representation of my writing and what I wanted to be. Without myself even knowing it. A lot of my writing themes are based around nature, or some kind of natural aspect. The imagery I paint with natural metaphors is constant, the animals, just like you and I, the plants, and all other living things. I planted these seeds in my mind, unknowingly at the time, where I now feel the deep dark green jungle pressing at the inner walls of my skull. It's all that I want to consume my mind. There's so much to learn. The magic of nature, and it's infinite wisdom. It's as if I have been on this path all along, and I didn't even know what I was doing, yet my body and mind were passively taking care of me. Giving me and eventually showing exactly what I want, and wanted to become. I have every moment, every instance of suffering, and every epiphany to be thankful for. Soon, I'll be at peace from the raging storm.
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