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I've had much time to think... to ponder... to dream... and I have. Still, I have scratched nothing, not a dent, not a smidgen of uplifting truth. The Nightmares come and go, the dreams, the reality... it all fades with the ever forward motion of time.To what extent are we who we are?
Why?
How?
The knowledge of the ages is so far from out grasp, but we can still taste it's sweet splendor...
Our times are changing... for the better, we hope.
Our times are warped... and grow stranger by the day.
What is truth... but the ultimatum of perception.
The non existent reality.
The dream, the voice, the godforsaken and godblessed sight of out follies and climax of our goals.
I fear at the end of my life, The regret will wallow up, the pain, the torture, the anger and hate, the lost time, the happiness, the sweet nostalgia, the good times, ALL of it will come back, and I will realize that It will never come again. At that moment in all out lives we will be weak, and utter a shameful
"I don't want to die."
No.
Fear is nothing.
Live life so at the end, when Azrael takes your hand into eternity, his great black wings looming over your very soul like a shadow, whispering, "Come, if you are Coming..."
Live life so at the end, when his scythe comes to harvest the souls of men, women, of children and elderly...
Live your life, so when the Ravens come to fly you away...
You will look to him, smiling, like a long lost friend...
and say,
"I am ready to die."
Live your life...
...Or do not live at all...
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The SPU? Brilliant. We most certainly need a union.
It is! And nearly as vital.
I suggest stealing Sage's wallet to start.
Surely it would become one of the greatest classics of all time!
Parents everywhere would forgo soccer/dance/martial arts/whatever it is they sign kids up for these days for Sage poking instead! We would have a generation of champions on our hands.
I would probably be too busy clinging to object. xD
Or shooting at you with nerf guns.
Kids these days have no respect for true art. D:
Then we had our get away driver drive us around until he was totally lost. We took him to the Thai restaurant that he likes so much with everyone waiting. It was great.
Especially the kidnapping part.
In April, when I'll be turning eighteen, I will be hiding under my bed with the doors and windows locked.
{Though Sean did promise me strippers....}
Surely there are other players out there!
It's too much fun for it to be just us.
{I am on my phone, you see.}
A friend of mine has promised to drag me from my room, kicking and screaming, if I try and turn into a hermit. I must say, I'm tempted to do so just to see her reaction.
You are indeed a charming Salad Lord. <3
And besides, how could you not miss me? Surely I am the greatest superior you have ever served under best Poke the Bear Save player you have ever met.
That is ironic.
I'm sorry things didn't turn out well for you IRL.
I really am glad you're back, though. I missed our antics.
Even if you are a mother-stealing salad lord.