Prompt set for September 2nd-16th
Hello! I'm your other friendly zombie!mod. Since the last entry was just to get us started, we decided to give you all more prompts this time around, yay! They're pretty varied and hopefully give members something to work with. We also wanted to post these early, because frankly, we're a bit excited. Remember that you can always go back and do old prompts Have fun!
Quotes:
"There is no greater love than this. There is no greater gift that can ever be given. To be willing to die, so another might live - there is no greater love than this." - Steven Curtis Chapman
"I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another question."- Winston Churchill
"To die will be an awfully big adventure." - J.M. Barrie
"Dying is like coming to the end of a long novel - you only regret it if the ride was enjoyable and left you wanting more." - Jerome P. Crabbe
Pictures:
Death by Oscar Meyer!
Archaeological Reminiscences of Millet's Angelus by Salvador Dali
A very scary ghost
Blogging
One Word Prompts:
Dirt
Hollow
Funeral
Sleep
Songs:
Nights in White Satin by the Moody Blues
YouTube
Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end.
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed,
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is,
I can't say anymore.
'Cause I love you,
Yes I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh-ho oh-oh.
Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand.
Just what I'm going through,
They can't understand.
Some try to tell me,
Thoughts they cannot defend.
Just what you want to be,
You will be in the end.
And I love you, yeah.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end.
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed,
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is,
I can't say anymore.
'Cause I love you.
Yes, I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
'Cause I love you.
Yes, I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Breathe deep in the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy's spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold-hearted orb rules the night,
Removes the colors from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow, white,
And we decide which is right,
And which is an illusion?
Note: Unfortunately the spoken word poem towards the end isn't included in the link.
Late by Ben Folds
Audio
Under some dirty words on a dirty wall
Eating takeout by myself
I played the shows
Got back in the van and put the Walkman on
And you were playing
In some other dive a thousand miles away
I played a thousand times before
And like pathetic stars, the truck stops and the rock club walls
I always knew
You saw them too
But you never will again
It's too late
Don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time
Elliott, man, you played a fine guitar
And some dirty basketball
The songs you wrote
Got me through a lot
Just wanna tell you that
But it's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
it's been too late
for a long time
Oh no
Things were looking up
Least that's what I heard
Oh no
Someone came and washed away your hard-earned
Peace of mind
When desperate static beats the silence up
A quiet truth to calm you down
The songs you wrote
Got me through a lot
Just wanna tell you that
But it's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time
It's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time
Don't Let Me Die Still Wondering by Flogging Molly
Audio
I walk these streets where my soulless feet
Haunt the ground where it was I once tread
On Grafton's Arcade pours the rich commerce rain
Though the voices I no longer hear speak
Heaven's to blame so on that I'll abstain
Best clean the church from my cracked fingernail
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
From God's golden plate begrudgers they eat
Till their belly's burst ignorance bliss
Never they roam a wanderless home
Is as far as their sorry eye sees
Give me a rusty ol' goat well trampled and soaked
Until these ashes and blood mingle deep
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
Though I've been that face before
Slammed every open door
Squandered once scattered beliefs
So when the waves come crashin' in
I'll swim as the ocean swims
Out with the morning tide
Then back for my tea
So I'll do as I please like the well-tempered breeze
Blowin' which way I see fit
I'll grey with the clay seven days till the day
When they throw me on the potter's scrap heap
But take my advice; you'll have to bury me twice
Cause the first time I won't rest easily
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
So don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
I want a race well run ahead of the gun
With a dance before the far finish line
So no life long regrets, only well feathered steps
Until these shoes I can longer shine
But don't let me die still wanderin'
For the love I left behind
Hotel California by the Eagles
YouTube
On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
The warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
There's plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is definitely twisted
She's got her Mercedes Benz
She's got a lotta pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the captain
Please bring me my wine
He said "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And still those voices they're calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceilling, the pink champaign on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here of our own device"
In the masters chambers they're gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knifes but they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was runnin' for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
"Good night" said the night man "We are programmed to receive
You can check out anyytime you like, but you can never leave"
Quotes:
"There is no greater love than this. There is no greater gift that can ever be given. To be willing to die, so another might live - there is no greater love than this." - Steven Curtis Chapman
"I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another question."- Winston Churchill
"To die will be an awfully big adventure." - J.M. Barrie
"Dying is like coming to the end of a long novel - you only regret it if the ride was enjoyable and left you wanting more." - Jerome P. Crabbe
Pictures:
Death by Oscar Meyer!
Archaeological Reminiscences of Millet's Angelus by Salvador Dali
A very scary ghost
Blogging
One Word Prompts:
Dirt
Hollow
Funeral
Sleep
Songs:
Nights in White Satin by the Moody Blues
YouTube
Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end.
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed,
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is,
I can't say anymore.
'Cause I love you,
Yes I love you,
Oh, how I love you.
Oh-ho oh-oh.
Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand.
Just what I'm going through,
They can't understand.
Some try to tell me,
Thoughts they cannot defend.
Just what you want to be,
You will be in the end.
And I love you, yeah.
Yes I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end.
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.
Beauty I'd always missed,
With these eyes before.
Just what the truth is,
I can't say anymore.
'Cause I love you.
Yes, I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
'Cause I love you.
Yes, I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Oh, how I love you.
Breathe deep in the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day's useless energy's spent.
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one,
Lonely man cries for love and has none.
New mother picks up and suckles her son,
Senior citizens wish they were young.
Cold-hearted orb rules the night,
Removes the colors from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow, white,
And we decide which is right,
And which is an illusion?
Note: Unfortunately the spoken word poem towards the end isn't included in the link.
Late by Ben Folds
Audio
Under some dirty words on a dirty wall
Eating takeout by myself
I played the shows
Got back in the van and put the Walkman on
And you were playing
In some other dive a thousand miles away
I played a thousand times before
And like pathetic stars, the truck stops and the rock club walls
I always knew
You saw them too
But you never will again
It's too late
Don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time
Elliott, man, you played a fine guitar
And some dirty basketball
The songs you wrote
Got me through a lot
Just wanna tell you that
But it's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
it's been too late
for a long time
Oh no
Things were looking up
Least that's what I heard
Oh no
Someone came and washed away your hard-earned
Peace of mind
When desperate static beats the silence up
A quiet truth to calm you down
The songs you wrote
Got me through a lot
Just wanna tell you that
But it's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time
It's too late
It's too late
No, don't you know
It's been too late
For a long time
Don't Let Me Die Still Wondering by Flogging Molly
Audio
I walk these streets where my soulless feet
Haunt the ground where it was I once tread
On Grafton's Arcade pours the rich commerce rain
Though the voices I no longer hear speak
Heaven's to blame so on that I'll abstain
Best clean the church from my cracked fingernail
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
From God's golden plate begrudgers they eat
Till their belly's burst ignorance bliss
Never they roam a wanderless home
Is as far as their sorry eye sees
Give me a rusty ol' goat well trampled and soaked
Until these ashes and blood mingle deep
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
Though I've been that face before
Slammed every open door
Squandered once scattered beliefs
So when the waves come crashin' in
I'll swim as the ocean swims
Out with the morning tide
Then back for my tea
So I'll do as I please like the well-tempered breeze
Blowin' which way I see fit
I'll grey with the clay seven days till the day
When they throw me on the potter's scrap heap
But take my advice; you'll have to bury me twice
Cause the first time I won't rest easily
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
So don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
I want a race well run ahead of the gun
With a dance before the far finish line
So no life long regrets, only well feathered steps
Until these shoes I can longer shine
But don't let me die still wanderin'
For the love I left behind
Hotel California by the Eagles
YouTube
On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
The warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be heaven or this could be hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
There's plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here
Her mind is definitely twisted
She's got her Mercedes Benz
She's got a lotta pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the captain
Please bring me my wine
He said "We haven't had that spirit here since 1969"
And still those voices they're calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceilling, the pink champaign on ice
And she said "We are all just prisoners here of our own device"
In the masters chambers they're gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knifes but they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was runnin' for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
"Good night" said the night man "We are programmed to receive
You can check out anyytime you like, but you can never leave"