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How long have you been on DeviantArt? Longer than I thought I would be. What does your username mean? I like to think that it means I don't like being used. Describe yourself in three words. Fictional, officer, mushroom Are you left or right handed? Yes What was your first deviation? The standard one What is your favorite type of art to create? good art If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? Aikido What was your first favorite? Mandarin orange chocolate sherbet: Baskin-Robbins best flavour ever!! What type of art do you tend to favorite the most? Good art Who is your all-time favorite deviant artist? Q

Otherwise Jane Kenyon I got out of bed on two strong legs. It might have been otherwise. I ate cereal, sweet milk, ripe, flawless peach. It might have been otherwise. I took the dog uphill to the birch wood. All morning I did the work I love. At noon I lay down with my mate. It might have been otherwise. We ate dinner together at a table with silver candlesticks. It might have been otherwise. I slept in a bed in a room with paintings on the walls, and planned another day just like this day. But one day, I know, it will be otherwise. from Otherwise, 1996 Graywolf Press, St. Paul, Minn. :earth: :stormtrooper: :peac

Descending Theology: The Resurrection By Mary Karr From the far star points of his pinned extremities, cold inched in—black ice and squid ink— till the hung flesh was empty. Lonely in that void even for pain, he missed his splintered feet, the human stare buried in his face. He ached for two hands made of meat he could reach to the end of. In the corpse's core, the stone fist of his heart began to bang on the stiff chest's door, and breath spilled back into that battered shape. Now it's your limbs he comes to fill, as warm water shatters at birth, rivering every way. :earth: :peace: :stormtrooper: