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Last Login: 09/15/2014 2:18 pm

Registered: 05/02/2008

Gender: Male

Birthday: 12/20


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"The dark is generous.
Its first gift is concealment: our true faces lie in the dark beneath our skins, our true hearts remain shadowed deeper still. But the greatest concealment lies not in protecting our secret truths, but in hiding from us the truth of others.
The dark protects us from what we dare not know.
Its second gift is its comforting illusion: the case of gentle dreams in night's embrace, the beauty that imagination brings to what would repel in day's harsh light. But the greatest of its comforts is the illusion that the dark is temporary: that every night brings a new day. Because it is day that is temporary.
Day is the illusion.
Its third gift is the light itself: as days are defined by the nights that divide them, as stars are defined by the infinite black through which they wheel, the dark embraces the light, and brings it forth from the center of its own self.
Which each victory of the light, it is the dark that wins.

The dark is generous, and it is patient.
It is the dark that seeds cruelty into justice, that drips contempt into compassion, that poisons love with grains of doubt.
The dark can be patient, because the slightest drop of rain will cause those seeds to sprout.
The rain will come, and the seeds will sprout, for the dark is the soil in which they grow, and it is the clouds above them, and it waits behind the star that gives them light.
The dark's patience is infinite.
Eventually, even stars will burn out.

The Dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins.
It always wins because it is everywhere.
It is in the wood that burns in your hearth, and in the kettle on the fire; it is under your chair and under your table and under the sheets on your bed. Walk in the midday sun and the dark is with you, attached to the soles of your feet. Bonded.
The brightest light casts the darkest shadow.

The dark is generous, and it is patient, and it always wins -- but in the heart of its strength lies weakness: one lone candle is strong enough to hold it back.
Love is more than a candle.
Love can ignite the stars.
Birthed in the darkness.
Shined by the light.

as for love?
It lasts forever

~Love, Lucie Blossom~
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His weakness
Her ilIumination

"A real man never hurts a woman.Be very careful when you make a woman cry.Because God counts her tears.The woman came out of man’s rib.Not from his feet to be walked on.Not from his head to be superior.But from his side to be equal.Under the arm to be protected.And next to the heart to be loved."

Faithful, optimistic, loner, sadistic, hugger, deep-thinker, animal-lover, cat-person, selfless, workaholic,
heliophobic, food lover, home chef and night-owl.

Majoring in Superior Animation and Multimedia Design

Limkokwing University, Malaysia

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Few words to describe me accurately:

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