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awake!
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Dec. 7th, 2009 @ 07:04 pm
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Dec. 23rd, 2008 @ 09:56 pm
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I was pondering philosophy when some ideas approached me. I welcome them with open hemispheres. After we had exchanged info, when the ideas and I had finished I was left with some questions.
1. How would one describe the shape of a fart?
2. Describe color without using any.
3. Describe fire to someone who has not seen it without using the words fire, heat, burns or the word like.
4. Can one step in the same river twice?
5. Why isn't the moon blue? If the light waves of the sun coming through the atmosphere has the blue spectrum most visible, making the sky appear blue, why is it the light reflecting off the moon doesn't appear blue?
6. Give at least 4 different definitions of love.
7. Name at least three things that never end.
8. What is the siniquity of the past vs. future? |
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Dec. 7th, 2006 @ 10:22 pm
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My metamorphosis is not yet complete. I need more? |
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Nov. 28th, 2006 @ 11:27 pm
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Death, Death, Death comes sweeping down
Filthy Death, the leering clown
Death on wings, Death by surprise
Fading evil from worldly eyes
Death that spawn as life succumbs
While Death and Love, two kindred drums
Beat the time to Judgment Day
An actor in a passion play
Without beginning, without end
Evermore, Amen
When asked,Art thou not sorry for these heinous deeds?
My response would be:
Aye, that I had not done a thousand more:
Even now I curse the day, and yet I think
Few come within few compass of my curse,
Wherein I did not some Notorious ill,
As kill a man, or else devise his death,
Ravish a Maid, or plot the way to do it,
Accuse some Innocent, and forswear my self,
Set deadly Enmity between two Friends,
Make poor men's Cattle break their necks,
Set fire on Barns and Haystacks in the night,
And bid the Owners quench them with the tears:
Oft have I digged up dead men from their graves,
And set them upright at their dear Friends door,
Even when their sorrows almost was forgot,
And on their skins, as on the Bark of Trees,
Have with my knife carved in Roman Letters,
Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.
Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things
As willingly, as one would kill a Fly,
And nothing grieves me heartily indeed,
But that I cannot do ten thousand more
Some devil whispers curses in my ear
and prompt me that my tongue my utter forth
the venomous malice of my swelling heart
If there be devils, would I were a devil
to lie and burn in everlasting fire
So I might have your company in hell
but to torment you with my bitter tongue |
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Feb. 2nd, 2006 @ 07:23 pm
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 | You scored as Darth Sidious. Darth Sidious: The Puppet Master.
Darth Sidious | | 100% | Master Yoda | | 83% | Qui-Gon Jinn | | 83% | Count Dooku | | 83% | Darth Vader | | 83% | Mace Windu | | 67% | Obi-Wan Kenobi | | 50% | Random Jedi | | 50% | Darth Maul | | 42% | Anakin Skywalker | | 33% | Luke Skywalker | | 0% | </td>
What Force User Are You?
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fun
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Dec. 29th, 2005 @ 12:23 am
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Hey vader,You missed the flesh party |
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Dec. 23rd, 2005 @ 11:26 pm
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Darkly bewitched, we are gathered
here in this circle of sin to perform
acts that should never have been.
Come to me my love, join me here
in the night, In the moon's cold,
clear light. Kneel before me and
upon my altar of cold stone offer
to me you love
Touch my hand my lover, feel my
flesh like ice.
Caress my lips, my love taste
my frozen delight
Look deeply into my eyes; and
what do you see but hunger for you.
Then let me take you in my
cold embrace.
dedicated to all the girls in my life. |
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Dec. 23rd, 2005 @ 11:23 pm
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I walked a mile with Pleasure;
she chatted all the way.
But left me none the wiser
for all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow,
and ne'er a word said she.
But, oh! The things I learnt from her,
when sorrow walked with me. |
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Dec. 23rd, 2005 @ 11:21 pm
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Here's to me and here's to you,
and here's to love and laughter.
I'll be true as long as you but
not a single minute after. |
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Dec. 23rd, 2005 @ 11:09 pm
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Not a Man
I have not heard lutes beckon me,
nor the brazen bugles call.
But once in the din of a haunted keep,
I heard the silence fall.
I have not heard the regal drums,
nor seen the flag unfurled.
But I have watched the Dragons come,
fiery-eyed across the world.
I have not seen the horsemen fall,
before the hurling host.
But I have paced a silent hall where
each step walked a ghost.
I have not kissed the white feet of
a strange-eyed golden god.
But I have walked a city's street
where no man else has trod. |
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Dec. 23rd, 2005 @ 10:42 pm
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By mother Anger shall Hatred be spawned,
Where in time shall vengeance be called.
There in the making cruelty for all,
as malice laughing swallows them all.
Then there in the Pit of fear and pain,
with loneliness as companion they go insane.
Hopelessness smiling all the same;
then in misery they find their shame.
Where out of the ashes of grief comes regret.
The masters of darkness, so arose the Sith.
So say what you will, I'll show no fear
for malice in time will soon be here.
from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) watcher1 to walkinlikecain |
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Jul. 20th, 2004 @ 09:53 am
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Somebody's been eating my cotton candy.Current Mood:  Brain. Is. Cotton Candy. Current Music: Cecilia - Simon and Garfunkle |
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Jun. 29th, 2004 @ 11:43 am
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