Standing on the Brink of Time, Waiting for Myself
somebody put something in my drink....
darkness. the end is near.
if i am me and i am all that exists, why would i create such a depressing world to inhabit? right. that happy god? does not exist.
standing on the brink of time, waiting for myself.
thinking it, creates it. willing it, gives it power. observing it, solidifies it. knowing it, enslaves you to it.
leave it. exit. know that it is not. forget it. be free.
i wonder who will bury me. burn me? leave me on a high cliff for birds to eat so that i may be taken to the heavens in their bellies? perhaps i'll go back to the sea.
defeated by an old retard.
somebody put something in my drink....
darkness. the end is near.
if i am me and i am all that exists, why would i create such a depressing world to inhabit? right. that happy god? does not exist.
standing on the brink of time, waiting for myself.
thinking it, creates it. willing it, gives it power. observing it, solidifies it. knowing it, enslaves you to it.
leave it. exit. know that it is not. forget it. be free.
i wonder who will bury me. burn me? leave me on a high cliff for birds to eat so that i may be taken to the heavens in their bellies? perhaps i'll go back to the sea.
defeated by an old retard.
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drrtyrocstr:
I am so comming to your house next Hallows Eve!!! 42!! I am glad that you had fun even without the partiness.
aj_paradiselost:
Good morning Demoness, missing you and your insights.