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I love to create and destroy and love and hate and answer and question. everything here is me. i am one of a kind.

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Half-Hearted Rant

Subtle texts with sublime undertones, most deaf to the message unless they are already aware. How could we have been so blind until mere decades ago? Do we blame ignorance or arrogance for this lack of fact and faith in that very principle? I write not to disrespect, but merely to redefine your definition of truth and set right your moral compass. I do not claim to have all of the answers, nor do I believe anyone does, as life’s journey is about just that, the search for ourselves and for our fellow man. Simple fairy tale rederic and a rancid bathing of the brain in iron age myths does not define who we are or should be and does not give us origin. …This rant is of a mute point and would better be delivered on more passionate terms, for my mind is elsewhere and has been for many weeks. I shall continue such torment of the lost on another eve.

worry not my darlings, I've still got the fire that made me a monster, I'm just waiting for the right moment to burn bright on the matter again

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