David Duran
Bio
Every life form has a program. Soul life is just a spirit exam. These words are true because I am.
Stories (40/0)
The Iron Core, Pyro Tectonics, & The Lake Of Fire
Earth is a furnace, deep within. A place which is hotter than sin! It’s where life’s story did begin. The deep earth has many layers. Speaking the truth, we’re not haters. In life's game there's many players. Let's look at life from the surface. The Upper-crust's where we preface. Its where life does daily commence. Beneath that’s what we call the crust. A thick bedrock that we can trust. Its solid nature seldom busts. Beneath that's what's called the mantel, lots of molten rock & metal They say its where titans battle! Earth centers a hot iron core. A dense molten metal galore. It’s true nature we will explore.
By David Duran 3 years ago in Fiction
Forsaken Cites & Phantom Formations
Modern cities aren't what they seem, most are graveyards of hope & dreams, with inspection tear at the seams. Built on gene data corruption. Realms of lies & dereliction. Coastal places face destruction! Earthquakes will reshape our great land. Cities crumble back to the sand. Sol will fulfil it, by my hand! Ice caps will melt, oceans will rise. Coastal cities face their demise. You cannot construct with your lies. Some great cites rich with plenty, will be silent, vacant, empty. No riches plunder or booty. What no one wants you cannot steal. A desolation that’s surreal. Natures God gives you the true deal.
By David Duran 3 years ago in Futurism
Throne Guards & The Palace Protectorate
Earths firm & mighty like a rock. Through sky’s deep breath mankind does talk. In Sol’s great brilliance mankind walks. Sol sees the world with his pure gaze. On a gold throne his power stays! His eyes pierce through the thickest haze. Celestial guards protect this throne. Within his gaze we feel at home. Pensive in mood, Sol’s not alone. Throne guards are a most high order. Responsive & pure in pleasure. In Sol's sight few souls are brighter. To the right & left we’re his hands. With Sol's grace his will we command. With his power portals expand!
By David Duran 3 years ago in Futurism
Mind Over Matter & Duty Or Discipline
Facing hard facts, what matters most, what's seen as real or the ghost? Guests of a hotel or the host? There are many who lack nice things. What they have they'll desperately cling. To have & have not you're a King! Do we own the things in our view? Or do those things of yours own you? Are these things of ours old or new? Are our things solid like matter? Or are they like thoughts that scatter? If seen too much does it shatter? Our greatest treasures we will find. Are the pure values of the mind. With our lives are we cruel or kind?
By David Duran 3 years ago in Psyche
Bonsai & Celestial Gardens
I like art that tells a story. For the truth I am not sorry. The unknown for some is scary. I love style & high culture. I like life's colorful mixture. Bonsai art's a garden feature. I adore the art of Bonsai. Miniature trees intrigue the eye. Caring for plants some don’t get why. These small trees can live very long. Each unique tree has its own song. Caring for tree there’s right, & wrong. Every tree needs the right water. Some can take cold some like hotter. Bonsai pots are like a platter. Bonsai art requires patience, true care focus & persistence. Every master needs assistance. We will make a royal garden. Where young trees mature & harden. I love to watch their fruit ripen.
By David Duran 3 years ago in Earth
Cannabis & Psychedelics
Cannabis is just a flower. Yet our stars nature it showers. For the meek it does empower! It has many ways to be used. A light so sacred don’t abuse. It knows the truth of what we choose. This sacred herb does love to teach. Into our hearts it tends to reach. Sol’s true, pure souls can hear its speech. When we listen there’s much we learn. For its aroma we do yearn. Toward the true spirit we do turn. Cannabis is not just a plant. Those who think so are just ants. Some love to listen, some do rant. We don't take cannabis lightly! Sol does know his plants thoroughly. Each one has personality.
By David Duran 3 years ago in Potent
Fire Spinning & Fun Or Games
I really enjoy when I dance! The music of life does commence. We forget our lack our expense. Our worries & cares we set free. With elation we can just be. We find we’re our own enemy. We refine our coordination. Life’s a moving meditation. We must spark pure animation! Dancing can be quite spiritual. Our bodies make is physical, the affect of dance magical. I do love dancing with fire. It’s known to spark men’s desire. Flow focus it does require. We do thus spark our own vortex. We light our cerebral cortex, bright fluid perfection reflex.
By David Duran 3 years ago in Gamers
Jewelry Craftsmanship, Glass Arts, & Pinnacle Styles
Beauty comes in various forms, some’s exotic, others they’re norms. It can be subtle or a storm. It tends to sooth souls in distress. It’s something we learn to express. With bright appearance, we impress! There’s many who love jewelry. It’s used to display royalty. It’s meant to express high beauty. With it we can dazzle the eye. Authentic beauty makes the heart fly! For some jewelry, some people do die. It’s a fine art the craftsmanship. They must fit well so they don’t slip. To loose fine art makes the mind trip!
By David Duran 3 years ago in Styled
Teamwork, Mission Report, & One By One
We aren't alone in what we do. Every big job will take a crew. Our team does grow, kept in view. When together we get more done. Things which are hard do become fun! With teamwork we shine like the sun! Heavy duties do become light. With a great team we boss each fight! United as one, have great might. Together our foes we'll confound. Pure in purpose we'll be profound. We'll watch our team grow in renown. With strong teamwork all is possible! With each success we're credible. We will become unstoppable! Flowing together like great waves. We'll penetrate strongholds like haze. As pure souls we're a shifting maze. We're born to adapt. We'll change forms. Constant change will become our norm. With each new change we are reborn!
By David Duran 3 years ago in Serve
Bright Skies, High Flyers, & Golden Wings
To fly high we have to let go. Fluid in air pick where we flow. Where we’ll explore the pilot knows. High in the sky, we will feel free! Being above all we do see. We are secure over great seas. To fly aircraft is an honor. At high speeds is higher power! Spirit free Sol’s our employer. The best flights are bright clear blue skies. At high speeds the wind whistle cries! Free of our fears we cannot die. Cut loose & fly with pure focus. Around our soul space will compress. Those who look up we do impress! Some flights are for pure adventure. Some are to feel the sky’s texture. Some will be purely for pleasure.
By David Duran 3 years ago in Poets
Cloud Seeding & Cloud Reading
Population’s effect weather. Memories vapor into feather. It affects all we endeavor. Waters affected by quantum. The right light makes rainbow spectrum. Our even lighting electrum! Sol lives within a data cloud. He structures quantum with light shroud. In silence his vibrations loud. Our clouds clean both water & air. Rain clouds signal joy & despair. Often dark storms clouds tend to scare. Don’t underestimate nature. Sol can turn billions to vapor! He is a cosmic soul reaper. We're mindful with each word spoken. The world soul has reawaken. Man’s illusions will be broken!
By David Duran 3 years ago in Earth
Solid Seas, Megaton Float, & Forgotten Shores
Many brash boys join the Navy. We’re steady when life gets wavy. Being Sol’s seamen is gravy. The seas become liquid solid. To be unclean love does forbid! We’re pure in our taste not morbid. The seas have eyes be authentic. We sail the seas to protect it, if untrue we’ll be corrected! Navy life is a great journey. We’re encouraged to be merry. With sun our backs be dandy! Deep blue waters & bright blue skies will have sunsets which astound eyes. Problems faced solutions devise.
By David Duran 3 years ago in Humans