This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The left side has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
-- Vive la révolution! --- "Saclari saman sarisi, kirpikleri mavi... Elleriyse beyaz samdandan mumlardi... Yillardir boyle uzun uykulara dalmisligim yoktu... Saclari saman sarisi, kirpikleri mavi..."
On a day of deceit and subterfuge, vile, not properly lived A day eyeless, earless, handless, footless, truncated All my deficiencies, blanks, confusions, piled high on high Adventures that have befallen me, these many thousand years The systems, the people, the deaths piled on high So many suns, so many water-snakes, so many plans Of a sudden the blue reminds me of someone Of a sudden I think of the mouth of a fish And I feel cool
I have thought of three places for you and me, One by the sunflowers, one at thirty and one -- do not ask Do not ask me now I may tell you myself someday When I am braver more of a craftsman then I might tell you First let us brighten a little this angry darkness Let us build cities resembling the ones of today Let us start anew the sesame seeds the loaves of bread The going overseas the falling in love
Let us go and return Perhaps that sound that drop those soft beds that green perhaps I can break rocks I can mix mortar I can pave roads We may be happy let us go and return I will not yield I can crush stones mix mortar And you have hair like a waterfall no matter what
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Vive la révolution!
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"Saclari saman sarisi, kirpikleri mavi...
Elleriyse beyaz samdandan mumlardi...
Yillardir boyle uzun uykulara dalmisligim yoktu...
Saclari saman sarisi, kirpikleri mavi..."
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"Zor olan, sıradan şeyleri anlatmaktır"
Horatius
Epistola and Pisones, Ars Poetica, 128.
[Lord Byron, Don Juan]
On a day of deceit and subterfuge, vile, not properly
lived
A day eyeless, earless, handless, footless, truncated
All my deficiencies, blanks, confusions, piled high on
high
Adventures that have befallen me, these many thousand
years
The systems, the people, the deaths piled on high
So many suns, so many water-snakes, so many plans
Of a sudden the blue reminds me of someone
Of a sudden I think of the mouth of a fish
And I feel cool
I have thought of three places for you and me,
One by the sunflowers, one at thirty and one -- do not ask
Do not ask me now I may tell you myself someday
When I am braver more of a craftsman then I might
tell you
First let us brighten a little this angry darkness
Let us build cities resembling the ones of today
Let us start anew the sesame seeds the loaves of bread
The going overseas the falling in love
Let us go and return
Perhaps that sound that drop those soft beds that green
perhaps
I can break rocks I can mix mortar I can pave roads
We may be happy let us go and return
I will not yield I can crush stones mix mortar
And you have hair like a waterfall no matter what
-turgut uyar-
translator:Nermin Menemencioğlu
unburden cigaratte,
in the sea of thousand matches
thy shall rhyme
thou shall criticise
thee shall photograph
*do what you will shall be the whole of the law
citation from. mezarkabul
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