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I wrote my first poem in the second grade. I wrote many poems my sophomore year of high school and my first song. I wrote sporadically from that point until I joined Allpoetry in January 2005. Since then I have written regularly and have expanded my body of work more than 20 fold. Since Storywrite was formed, I find that I spend most of my time at sites on this site. I hope to become a professional writer. It is an uphill struggle. I hope that I encourage others to improve their writing skills as well.
Andy
My Royal Family
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One day, a 6 year old girl was sitting in a classroom. The Teacher was explaining evolution to the children. The Teacher asked a little boy:
TEACHER: Tommy do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Tommy, do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
TEACHER: Go outside and look up and see if you can see the sky.
TOMMY: Okay. (He returned a few minutes later) Yes, I saw the sky.
TEACHER: Did you see GOD?
TOMMY: No.
TEACHER: That's my point. We can't see GOD because HE isn't there. God just doesn't exist.
The little girl spoke up wanting to ask the boy some questions. The Teacher agreed.
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy, do you see the tree outside?
TOMMY: Yes.
LITTLE GIRL: Tommy do you see the grass outside?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL: Did you see the sky?
TOMMY: Yessssss!
LITTLE GIRL; Tommy, do you see the Teacher?
TOMMY: Yes
LITTLE GIRL: Do you see her brain?
TOMMY: No!
LITTLE GIRL: "Then according to what we were taught today, she doesn't have one........... "
Angel Crestfallen
by Andy Stephenson
for Jackie, my Storywrite Wife
An angel rare, an angel fair
Has tumbled down to Earth
So full of love, life from above
She demonstrates her worth
Of timeless things and sacred dreams
She reaches out to heal
Against the Odds, embraced by Gods
With honesty that's real
I couldn't see, she came to me
To open up my eyes
Confusion swirled, all through my world
She lead me past the lies
No blood was shed, now spirit lead
I travel on with her
No holding back, safe from attack
Or whatever may occur
No future planned, with her I'll stand
My Guardian Angel she
Tomorrows come and I won't run
She's my security
- Last seen 2 hours ago. Member since March 25, 2006.
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, and quote is "Why do people believe God plans everything?". - I am a 56 year old man from Oklahoma (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Singer/songwriter, writer, producer & publisher.
- Visit my homepage at www.garageband.com/AndyStephenson
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- I am in the groups Dolcett Girls and Other Adult Fantasy, Erotica Addicts, Literary Arias, Monsters Demons and Villains, New members group, Novels Only Please, S a R, Storywrite Anthology Volume One, Storywrite Family, The Literary Oscars, Vampire Romance
- I have 8,692 comments, 32 contests, 5 columns, 398 poems, 378 stories, 45 philosophies, 19 journals
My Lists
- A Hedonistic Vampire
- Dark Fury
- Dr. Wiley Harwell
- Favorite Stories by Other Writers
- For Those Fourteen Or Younger
- Invasion Of Stagna 3
- Monsters, Demons, and Villains
- Poetry
- Relentless Shadows
- Secret Radio Murders
- Songs by Andy Stephenson & Friends
- The Devil Came East
- The Film Maker
- The Profits Of War
- The Red Rose Killer
Stories I'm focused on
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The brightest stars are often obscured by clouds.
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There was a massive golden gate and walls that seemed to touch the white bright sky. There was no sun and no apparent clouds. It just loo400 words, 130 comments, July 21, 2007. In Fantasy, Fiction, First person, Horror, Humor, Inspirational, Love
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"Are you telling me that these dragons which have suddenly been appearing are somekind of mutant humans?" questioned General Matthews in as
My Stories
My Poetry
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When I open my eyes I see the God of the skies
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Daughter of the flower With grace and style and power
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Frankly fighting ferociously for freedom's form Tortured, tormented, and torn<100 words, 27 comments, September 15, 2007. In Thoughts
My other items
- Column: No Hope, Nowhere To Turn! at storywrite
It may not be possible to have leaders who are not after power and gratification, but I wish that it were. - Column: Pro-Choice at storywrite
I believe that a person does not become a living soul until after they are born. While it is true that a fetus will react to stimuli and has a beating heart, it is not an intelligent being. - Column: Pro-Choice at allpoetry
I believe that a person does not become a living soul until after they are born. While it is true that a fetus will react to stimuli and has a beating heart, it is not an intelligent being.
My journal entries
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The stories that still need bios are; "Fear" by Tricia Bennett "Death in Savior" by Writer Of Toast "most haunted" by The Racing Snake "Bad Choices" by Tricia3 and "The Bystander" by dyslexic writer.November 1, → 3 comments, Add one?
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Geri asked me to find typos, I decided to print and read the whole thing so here is 9 chapters. 1 The Devil Came East. Here are some things that caught my attention and left me wondering what was meant, intended, implied, -- you get the idea Don’t take any of this the wrong way because it’s only my opinion, I aSeptember 25, 1,500 words. → Make first comment?
Guest Book
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diamonds.R.forever on October 30Same here!!!! Cool profile by the way!!!!
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CrystalRoseOfNight : ROAR- I seem to say that a lot these days :P on October 24HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII UNCLE ANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehehe I like your profile, It looks so awesome! Your stories are really cool, too! OMG you have sooo many trophies- whaat are the blue ones? Hehe keep up the good work!
~Juju(Julia)
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marashchinoshoes on October 19I have the IQ of a yellow banana!
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duckiducki : I love your god story on October 18I love your god story!
