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I am not godlessI am not godless, for I am my own god. The only control over my life is that which I take for myself. The only forgiveness I need for my sins is that which I find within myself. I will belong where I choose - not where others would dictate. I will not accuse the universe of designing against me. How so, when my own immutable past is at fault? I will not plead of the universe any favors. For is it not my own Choice that will provide? I am my own Power; my Soul governs and animates my destiny, And my destiny is not set in stone so long as my Soul is not, And if my Soul and my destiny sI am not godless
by ~sarinmorphine
Life, death, and time.Life expels its cloying sweet breath through lips of affliction.Life, death, and time.
A hazy mist, settling in repose.
Hectic trepidation, that ripples into my open lips.
Ghosts screech and wail themselves to sleep.
Summoning time from the deep wrinkles of parchment
that hangs from the rotting faces of synthetic angels.
I fly through the dark labyrinth of law.
Unearthing what was buried by shame.
The broken sing a major chord,
repeating endlessly, echoing in my conscience.
Life is death, and death is time.
We three stand
by ~Serphaet
KILL EMby ~pkf2ginger
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| Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, “Common Sense,” who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: - knowing when to come in out of the rain; - the early bird gets the worm; - life isn’t always fair; and - maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an aspirin to a student, but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, “Truth” and “Trust,” by his wife, “Discretion,” by his daughter, “Responsibility,” and by his son, “Reason.” He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers – “I Know My Rights,” “I Want It Now,” “Someone Else Is To Blame,” and “I’m A Victim.” Not many attended his funeral, because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing. I like these people:[link] |
Devious Info
- Current Residence: New York
- Interests: Shtuff
- Favourite movie: K-Pax, Big Fish, and more im too lazy to type
- Favourite genre of music: Anything
- Favourite artist: Dali
- Favourite poet or writer: Kurt Vonegut
- Favourite style of art: any kind really...
- Operating System: MacBook
- MP3 player of choice: Ip-Od
- Skin of choice: um... mine?
- Favourite game: Halo 3, BFMEII,
- Favourite gaming platform: Anything except PS3
- Favourite cartoon character: The Mellenium Earl
- Personal Quote: "I maybe crazy, but I'm not nuts"
- Tools of the Trade: Sledgehammer
- Email: locopsychodude@yahoo.com
- AIM: locopsychodude
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For when the anger blurs your blues and turns it to royalty I'll be happy and we'll be opposites, the prince and the pauper.
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I maybe crazy, but I'm not nuts.
I haven't gotten the chance to check out your stuff yet, but I'm on a mission to!
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For when the anger blurs your blues and turns it to royalty I'll be happy and we'll be opposites, the prince and the pauper.
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I maybe crazy, but I'm not nuts.
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For when the anger blurs your blues and turns it to royalty I'll be happy and we'll be opposites, the prince and the pauper.
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...Don't look at me like that. I'm fiiiiine...
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I maybe crazy, but I'm not nuts.
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Chuck Norris' smile once brought a puppy back to life.
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