To trudge: the slow, weary, depressing yet determined walk of a man who has nothing left in life except the impulse to simply soldier on.


CandleGrand and majestic, rising out of the flat wooden world. A gentle slope leading to a peak unmatched. A white and glossy olympus mons. And equally as dead. Crevasses that once were boiling rivulets of some long forgotten meaning, The tides that shaped such a mountain frozen in time. It stands in stark contrast to the iron base that contained the flood. At the zenith is a crater, still warm. The energy that once burned so brightly, now fading, now cooling, now dying. And standing straight and tall and proud in the center, Charred and stiff, The wick. A long, wispy tail of sCandle


The Writer's Plea for BlessingOh Lord-The Writer's Plea for Blessing
Let Your words course through my body.
Let them find their way to my fingers- and guide my mind in what You want those words to say.
Teach me the way to transpose Your words into beautiful sentences.
Help me to make them easily understood by all - so that Your word is taken to heart.
Make these words of mine only Yours, so that I am living a life as Yours.
Help my mind to find the right words, so that the final works flow and pour out pure beauty.
Let those who read these words feel reassured- and more connected to You.
Lord, bless what I say through writing- that I may sp
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You're right, Harley. Fish are disgusting. I think I'll start using my toxin on cattle. Joker Burgers! Hah! Talk about a "Happy Meal"!
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Envy is the soul cancer.
Linvidia è il cancro dellanima.
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tea?
When you sleep in the paws of a predator...
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We must go out and NINJA in the Night!
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Es gibt kein Heilmittel für chemisch erhöhte Dummheit.
There is no cure for chemically enhanced Stupidity.
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my music
I'm pleased you... read it... I'm glad you thought it was "... something."
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Neque porro quisquam est qui dolorem ipsum quia dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit...
There is no one who loves pain itself, who seeks after it and wants to have it, simply because it is pain...
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The console is a conduit for the soul.
The controller is your gateway.
Live thru it. Feel thru it.
You must be one with your game pad.
The only way to destory your opponent is to pour you very life and soul into it.
If you do not, you be R0X0R3D
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The rape of a nation:
It starts with hundreds of puppets;
Their lifeblood pounding within them,
An uprising against hate and greed and evil;
Against the very things they themselves create in a rage of intolerance.
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