starkmadd

--journey to thyself--
Deeply inward I turn, twisting, writhing in agony. The path dips, rises, and dips again, foreward into an abysal unknown. Dark is this path, unknown to me, it is not a path I dared venture before.

The darkness gives way, the path fades into a small clearing. In the center a single weeping red rose. The petals moist with a morning dew....
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Sitting on the sideline as the world passes by, watching them scurry living their lie. Heedlessly charging into the unknown, yearning to harvest a crop yet unsown. Too busy to plan, too impetuous to rest, making no progress as each runs abreast.

As for me, I just sit, awaitng my time. Working at living, at living MY life. To hell with thier meandering needless in...
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"Good name in man or woman, dear my lord, Is the immediate jewel of their souls: Who steals my purse steals trash; 'tis something, nothing: 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands; But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him, And makes me poor indeed."-----

Who said it? In what work was it...
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