The world is an inferior medium.
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Some of us remember how as children, feeling our hearts to be cold and inert as pieces of lead, we embraced our deaths.
—Anonymous
The 'out there' with all of its promises of success and fulfillment is a liar.
Proposed Thelemic T-shirt: Got Joy?Those with big flash lights, strobes, halogens, Tesla Coils are invited to post any random thoughts that suggests themselves.
Love and Will
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Inferior to what in your experience?
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@Tinman said
"Inferior to what in your experience?"
pfffffft! I'm not answering any questions...
Love and Will
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"When a man's an empty kettle,
He should be on his mettle
And yet I'm torn apart.
Just because I'm presumin'
That I could be kinda human,
If I only had a heart.
I'd be tender — I'd be gentle
And awful sentimental
Regarding Love and Art
I'd be friends with sparrows
And the boy who shoots the arrows
If I only had a heart. " -
Songs from my Christian beginnings.
"At the Moment" - Stavesacre
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with a sigh i greet the day
the morning on my face
weary at the moment i awakeeven as i lie
the thought returns to mind
"welcome to the rest of your life".somewhere i've lost my way
from saved to stray and failing
in silence my spirit pleads,
"is the vision lost
or has it been passed on?
is there any use continuing?"my soul will wait
my soul, wait silently
for God, my God (God my refuge)
and i will live
and i know some destiny
still waits for mehis faithfulness, my hope
it brings comfort to my soul
with a still small voice whispering,
"call upon my name and i
will set you up on high
be still and know that i am God"creation speaks to me
i'm stricken to my knees
in reverance and fear
forever my Almightythe heavens in your hand
surpass the grains of sand
who am i before you
Elioenai! Eli Adullam!
""Wither/Ascend" - Stavesacre (without the musical transitions... tch.)
"the pain will come
with the morning sun
will the night betray the day
blistered skin
withered from within
scratch to shed this shell away
will you know my name
or will i hang my head in shame
will someone take this tired skin
that i've been dying in
will someone hold me to the light
and if I die tonight
then take this broken man
and wrap me tight within
this brand new skin-/-watch me fly
freedom like wings and i will use them
freedom like wings and i will spread them widewatch me fly...
freedom my wings...
freedom my wings...and rise...!
Oh, and I will rise...!one day my ashes will return to earthly slumber
spread far and wide across the desert and the sea
until then i will live each day in awe and wonder
look forward to each sunrise"
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A favorite text used in the Suzuki acting method:
"Midway on my life's journey
I found myself in dark woods
The right road lostTo tell about those woods is hard
So tangled and rough and savage
That thinking of it nowI feel the old fear returning
Death is hardly more bitter."—Dante
Love and Will
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To add to this conversation:
Don't. Not under any circumstances. It's always like that. Well, usually. I did. It wasn't like I was expecting. I wasn't, and that's that. Mostly, almost impossible, but really very much, yeah. A lot. I can't talk about it. It's of the utmost importance, particularly that.
93, 93/93.
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young goodman brown