Nicodemus

I forgot I had this account for awhile. What am I to do with it.

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Just remembered this account existed. Huh

Might change it up, it’s so gloomy. Like yes I love dark poetry but do we gotta be so sad looking

Idk what I will do with it yet, not gonna delete it tho I like the stuff I wrote. Most of it

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You know what they say, Dress to Impress and like your going to get Undressed. Whether that be with another's eyes or hands I have yet to decide.

Nicodemus

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The heart is like a wild animal that is kept in the cage that is our chest. It is unpredictable, untamable, and most of all, unstoppable. A person who stands between the heart and what it whats is a fool, and a fool who tries to rule the heart with the flawed machine that is the mind, is a damned maniac.

Nicodemus

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You know I don't use the account often enough

Like, i have almost 100 followers, and I constantly forget to write on here. Now in my defense, I do have a life of my own and college to worry about (yes those are separate problems if you know you know), and lets be honest, writers block is a bitch haha. But still, no excuse to post nothing for I think almost 2 months? Anyways, your poetic fallen angel boy is gonna write some stuff on hidden love, suppressed feelings, and the works, because you know of course right after my romantic ass gets over one thing, its finding itself falling for another. Well thank you all for your patience, and sticking around. Things I have noticed is that a lot of you liked where I explained my quotes, and liked my more relatable less vague writings. Still gonna be vague, but I will have a few good ones that remain clear to the point. And no there will be no consistency, its the end of the semester bro, what do you think I am nuts" *reads some of my writing* yeah you probably do well hope you all are having a great year! thanks for the likes and followers!

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If there is One thing I have learned living on this floating rock Its that Pain makes a man better at Laughing

Nicodemus

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thanks @zakul603 for being my 70th follower! love all you peeps who enjoy my content!

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(this writing is a more glorified version of how me and my best friend would handle a bully. This is not as much based on a true story, as much as it is based on how I know we would react to the situation. Again, not a true story, just a fun thing i wrote. Enjoy!)

First there is laughter. Cold, malicious laughter. Springing from the throat of the offender, as they stare down at the poor angel they have chosen to torment. The laughter spreads like a plague, filling the lungs of every person in the room, booming so loud, threatening to cause the drums inside the angels head to burst. The offender had hurt this angel, this innocent soul, and thought it was a joy, all in good fun. But what this person called fun was cruel, and such cruelty deserves punishment.

 Within moments the laughter starts to quiet, as footsteps fill the room. Two pairs of feet walking without fear into the center of the group. All go silent, except for the offender, who’s laughter has gone down to a chuckle, but eventually they go quiet as they stare at the two figures before them. One kneels down to check upon the angel.

The eyes on that one, The offender thought, They seem... deeper than they should be. Older. Stronger.

The second figure approaches the offender, who smiles calmly as he stares the offender dead in the eyes.

The offender looks away, shocked by the mans smile. it just felt so.... crooked, So... wrong.

The one with the Smile, opened his jaws, and started to speak.

“Tell me, what is your name?”

the offender felt confused “what did you just ask me?”

The one with the Eyes rolled them “Can you hear, he asked your name dumbass” The Eyes said this while he helped the Angel to their feet.

Smile shakes his head “Never mind there name friend, its not worth our time” Smile takes a step forward, causing offender to take a step back

“Do you know who I am? Who my friend is? who we are?”

the offender seemed more confused “no, and I don’t fucking care, so get out of my face” the offender swings their fist, punching Smile right across his jaw.

Smile’s head snaps to the side, and for moment he is quiet, smiles, and turns back to them, blood trickling from there nose, and calmly says “that was a bad move”

the offender laughs “give me one good rea- GAH”

before the offender could react, Eyes had kicked them right in the stomach, causing him to bend forward in pain, as Smile moved quick and kicks them across the face with his heel, knocking the offender to the ground.

Smile put his boot on top of the offenders head, holding them down as Eyes crouch's down to look down at the offender.

“if you ever, touch him again, or hurt anyone for that matter” Eyes looks with no emotion “I will lop of your fucking fingers”

“what my friend means to say is” Smile bends down to whisper in the offenders ear “what you do onto us, we do worse. And what you think we are capable of, we are capable of even more, and even worse.”

The offender is now scared, snarling “who are you guys” which makes both Smile and Eyes smirk at the same time.

Eyes smirks “well, this is Nicodemus” gesturing at the one we had called Smile

Nicodemus smiles that crooked grin “and this is Locke, think of us as the Angels to the fallen, the devils to the cruel, the saviors of the damaged and broken, the-”

“The guys you don’t fuck with” Locke says, tired of Nicodemus’s long speeches

Nicodemus sighs “the guys you don’t fuck with” Nicodemus removes his foot, goes over to check on the angel who had been hurt by the offender. Once he knows they are ok, he turns back to Locke who has been watching the offender as they groan on the floor.

“come on Locke, lets go, Spit Spot” Nicodemus chuckles and clicks his heels. Locke gets up and walks away with Nicodemus.

As they walk away, you can hear them bicker, so loud and so often it almost makes you wonder how they were so quiet approaching the group.

“spit spot? really?”

“come on, I thought it was funny.”

“bro it was so stupid! You were like ‘oh yes we kick your ass, now spit spot we run away”

“you know for a second there, I thought we were having a moment.”

“we were, and then you ruined it!”

“Fuck you Locke”

“Fuck you Nicodemus”

then not a moment later, you hear Nicodemus say “I love you.”, to which Locke mumbled back “I love you too.”

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Damn the chains forged by man! they claim them to be blessed by God, but they merely cover them in scriptures they misread and symbols they misuse. They tell you that the word of God says no, but how can they know that is what the father meant? You are to tell me you know God, when you pick and choose the meaning of words older than you? Confound it! Burn away these false scriptures of God, these false words you place into the bibles holy writing! What you do is true blasphemy! Let me read the truest scriptures, ones not tainted by your fears, so that I may truly understand the word of God. Only then will i decide if I want such a deity involved in my life.

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I am at 69 followers.....

Nice

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Rarely do I meet someone who can make me howling mad, where I can no longer contain the storm within, where the anger makes fissures in my flesh to let out the raw heat of the raging flame inside my chest, making me go mad with malice, filling me with malevolent thoughts. Few people can do this to me, and even fewer live long enough to do it again.

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Singing in the streets

Walk a man and his great hound

a fools good Omen

(its a haiku. I'm not proud of it, but might as well post it.)

(listen I am having writers block and i wanted to post something)

(anyways love you my followers enjoy!)

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(dedicated to a rather special angel of mine)

a foolish man would call you some prize to claim

or some thing to be conquered, but such a man is a fool and should be ashamed 

for you are no prize to be won, or gift to be harnessed

you are a beauty, a force, strong as nature, awesome as a goddess 

if you want a man, you will get a man, but none deserve your love, for as they say 

you are not the prize, you are the predator, so it is only fair for men to be your prey 

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Silver and Gold

Oh Silver and Gold

Can they be traded for secrets untold

Silver and Gold

Oh Silver and Gold

Minerals that lasts while life decays and Molds

Silver and Gold

Oho Silver and gold

Even a man clothed in silk has a heart that is cold

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61 followers lets gooooo

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My best friend enjoys and relates to my metaphor of being “A devil who guards angels”. So I want to give him a name, like the ones i have, which for now are “the silver tongued devil”, “the crooked smile” and one I am thinking of using for future writings, “the damned Poet”. So What do I call him.

Here are some ideas:

“The twitching form”

“The fallen musician”

“the fire eyed demon”

Once I figure out if he likes these, I will write a poem or short story about it. Guess we will have to see. The stage is yours @dearestpercocet

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fuck it i’m finally making this post because goddamn i wish i saw it when i was younger

to the minors who follow me:

if anyone significantly older than you approaches you on the internet or in real life in a romantic or sexual way, do. not. communicate with them. the second it becomes anything other than respectful or friendly in any way or if they make you even slightly uncomfortable, block. them. cut them out of your life. they are not worth it and they will hurt you. run. protect yourself. and be safe.

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Jealousy is a luxury that a wise man cannot dwell in, a force an Angel cannot rely in, and a danger even a Devil does not want to be found in

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So I know I don’t do this often, but I feel like I want to explain this quote, like why I consider Jealousy a luxury, or a force, or a danger. Because I posted this and immediately thought “what the fuck do I mean by this” so I want to explain.

Jealousy is created through a combination of emotions. It is not the same thing as envy, because envy involves wanting something someone else has, but Jealousy runs a lot deeper than that, and the Jealousy I am defining is the Jealousy in the sense of, well, love. Love of a thing or, love in the romantic sense. Both can involve jealousy

Jealousy in this form is made from 3 key emotions. Love, Anger, and Fear. Love for something, anger of not having it, and usually, fear of never having it. Jealousy though, along with these emotions, requires two factors outside of oneself. Something you love, and someone who has that thing you love. In the example of things, you can be jealous of someone who has a nice car or, someone who bought a house before you could. In the sense of romance, it can be that someone else is dating the person you love.

Now to the way I defined jealousy, which was as a luxury, a force, and a danger. Well lets explain the easiest of the 3, which is a force. Jealousy is a force that can make us do some crazy things, and it change the way we act and treat other people. So I guess I am using force the same way I would use the word motivation. Now danger is also pretty easy to define. Jealousy is a dangerous emotion to let yourself become trapped in. It affects your personal welfare and the people around you, poisoning relationships and making it hard to maintain a stable happy mental health.

The final one, yet the hardest one to define, is luxury. Why would something like jealousy, be considered a luxury? Well, jealousy can be used as an excuse to, act different and treat others different. Or as an excuse of why you are feeling a certain way, or why you can act the way you are. Excuse’s are a luxury, and jealousy can become the most tempting and most poisoning excuse. You can’t treat someone you love different just because “I am jealous you are with them not me”, or treat your friends different because “I am jealous you are all successful unlike me”. Once you let something like jealousy become an excuse, it can ruin your relationships, career, and your life. That is why it is a “luxury wise man cannot dwell in”, because if you become trapped in jealousy, it can consume your life and everything you do.

Well that was a lot of explaining. If you read this far I hoped you enjoy, feel free to comment or drop questions about my writing on my account. And thank you for my 55(56?) followers. You all mean the world to me, thank you!