

TreeThere is a first time for everything And hardly a second time.Tree
God is so blessed,
All times are first times. And all times are second times, And all times, never happened.
Oh, that I were not chained to this mortal flesh This weak flesh that delights in the basest forms of pleasure. Shrouding from my sight, perhaps permanently, the nobler pleasures That seek not to destroy, to harm, to hurt But seek to uplift, to create, to make better.
My Lust for sin is not natural It has grown because I planted the seed. It is strong because I watered its ro


IgnoranceTo sleep, shall I go. Perhaps to learn new things. In my dreams.Ignorance
Should I fear them? Should I laud them?
What will I discover? My aspirations? My inner demons?
Or both. Made into one being.
Do I aspire, secretly, To be a twisted parody, Of what is good in the world?
I pray now, that my sleep, Be as still, and as calm, As that of nothingness. That I may never know, Who I truly am.
And perhaps it is better, To be freed of such fetters. Tying me down to one destiny, That snares me


DespairSoon shall I to sleep, to enter that sweet oblivion.Despair
To be away from the horrors of life, That do prey upon my soul, to lead me to despair.
That I, in my weakness, May falter in the journey, That all men take. That has no end, but is the end.


New Year 2008A new New Year has come, Has come upon us all, A new New Year has come, Has come again once more.New Year 2008
What have we to show, This visiting guest, Who knows who we are, Before we know him?
His brothers have come, And gone before him, And told him of stories, To make known to him, His obligations and ours.
What have we to show, This visiting guest, Who knows who we are, Before we know him?
We greet him and promise, Promise great things, As we did to his brothers, Brothers who now have left.
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Save the Kitang!
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Save the Kitang!
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"I am the Storm."
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Helen Aikman [link]
Sincerest Season's Greetings from ~guabobe
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Beauty is Relative
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