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CardsForSorrow
Plains Deacon
Total Posts: 414
Joined: July 2001
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Posted on: 11:15 am on Nov. 3, 2001 |   | IP
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I used to look at the world, and see beauty. I believed people were genuinly good, and trusted and loved unconditionally. Then I woke up, reality slapped me on the face, and I was left standing alone and afraid. I began to see the black smears on humanity, those of hatred, of fear, of disregard for fellow man, and of selfishness. Tears flowed like the long promised milk and honey, and the world fell around my shoulders. I felt unable to pick up the pieces on my own.
But then it seemed that I wouldn't have to, for an angel had been sent to help me, in the form of the greatest person I could ever ask to know. He helped me to find the sun shining in children's smiles. He showed me the truth in nature, the strength in true friendship, and the beauty in the world, in his world, in my world, in our world. I felt able once again to hold my head up high and face the world, believing again in it, and in myself.
How then, was I to know that one day my angel would fly, and leave me to keep the beautiful world alive on my own. Perhaps someone else needed his shining light in their life, but could no one see that I was not yet strong enough to keep smilling without him, that I needed the music of his words, the colour of him mind, and the softness of his heart to stay happy...
To my Angel, wherever he may be:
Some Day
Some day, one day,
Times’ not so far away
We can share the dreams we planned
Some day
I know you feel discouraged
Sometimes things move very slowly
And I know that you feel like movin’
Feel like goin’ feel like doin’
But, people say you’re a dreamer
What do they know of what you’re thinkin’
If you believe in what you’re doin’
Then believe in what I say
Hey there, look in the mirror
Tell me what do you see before you
I see someone to be proud of
And some day
Some day, some day
-- Paul Simon
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Glacialis
Bishop of the Sacred Horn
Total Posts: 1072
Joined: April 2001
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Posted on: 3:27 pm on Nov. 3, 2001 | | IP
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Yeah, this world has lots of crap, but I'd say, in the end, the good things outweigh the bad.
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"What did the city get from you, Montag?""Ashes"
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Amor Fati
Bishop of the Sacred Horn
Total Posts: 1560
Joined: April 2001
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Posted on: 2:20 pm on Nov. 8, 2001 | | IP
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I've tried so hard, and got so far,
But in the end, it doesn't even matter....
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Sunt lacrimae reum
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To Get it Off My Chest
