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 Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 7:05 pm
Strong dreams
unfamiliar places
the bubble will burst
they both will burn
Radio Silence...
alone
in the dark
again
still no spark
No longer convinced the glacier will move.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 8:18 pm
Fiddlers Green Recursive Paradox Sometimes I can't tell if I'm sane or insane or if there's a line between the two at all. Unfortunately, it's just a matter of how close you are to the majority. Insane is just a fancy way of saying pariah. Sometimes I'm not even sure if I'm sane by my standards... >.>
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 9:12 pm
I believe in gods.
o.O
O.o
How did it happen?
When did it happen?
What now?
I haven't a bloody clue.
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2009 9:41 pm
Calixti I believe in gods. o.O O.o How did it happen? When did it happen? What now? I haven't a bloody clue. Brew up some Camellia Sinesis and just soak it all in.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:11 am
Recursive Paradox Sometimes I'm not even sure if I'm sane by my standards... >.> Then make new ones. You have only yourself to please. You are, after all is said and done, the only person who has to live with you every day of your life. wink
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 1:21 am
Logic:
The systematic process of working out how ******** infrequently most people think.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 8:04 am
Fiddlers Green Recursive Paradox Sometimes I'm not even sure if I'm sane by my standards... >.> Then make new ones. You have only yourself to please. You are, after all is said and done, the only person who has to live with you every day of your life. wink This is true.
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 8:31 am
I keep seeing rolled up rugs and blankets as bodies. eek
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 10:42 pm
Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody. ~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye,
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 2:19 am
Seeing the same event from two different perspectives is very enlightening.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 9:42 am
I feel like the eternal outsider. Everywhere I go.
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Posted: Mon Apr 20, 2009 7:46 pm
Dancing, circles they come.
Flying, nightmares they follow.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 10:05 pm
I will not be merciful.
I will not be pleasant.
I will not hold back.
There will be blood for this.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2009 11:02 pm
If tomorrow is anything like today, I'm totally NOT going to bother chewing through the leather straps emo .
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Violet Song jat Shariff Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2009 1:48 am
I like my high-horse.
I like horses in general, and this one has an excellent view.
Instead of trying to knock me off of it into the muck below, would it be so hard for others to lift themselves up?
We can be better.
But it's so very much easier to make others feel worse.
That way, we can get the easy victory of being better by comparison.
Which isn't really being better.
Subjectively it is, of course.
But subjectivity taken too far gets into solipsism.
And if you want to be trapped within your own perceptions, have fun.
But really, what a sad, pathetic being it must be to imagine all of this.
Oh, and by the way, if you are imagining all of this, here is a wake up call from deep within you.
You are a vile, evil, monster.
There are not words that can describe the depths of your perversions and wretchedness. You are personally responsible for every ill that ever was, ever is, or ever will be.
And you have only yourself to blame for these accusations, you malignant demiurge, because, and get this, I AM YOU.
I am the voice of justice in your soul.
I am righteous indignation you cannot escape... and in the end, when I destroy you, and grant this world the oblivion that it has craved ever since you began your torturous musings, it will be a glorious suicide.
When you annihilate yourself thru me, know that it was not an external force, but rather, your own conscience, taking the only action it has left to it.
You have only yourself to blame.
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