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Post by Blues on Feb 5, 2003 18:20:24 GMT -5
Yes, we are all meant to decay
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 18:21:33 GMT -5
The lullaby continues, yet we are not asleep... Why must you sing, Mother? We need no rest...
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Post by The Silence on Feb 5, 2003 18:22:02 GMT -5
"I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an expression of life as growth." -- Henry Miller (1891–1980)
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Post by Blues on Feb 5, 2003 18:23:02 GMT -5
Maybe I should decay now...
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 18:24:34 GMT -5
Ages have passed... We are no more.
Touch your faces. Whether they be pure or vile, it makes no difference to Death...one of the only fair forces upon this Earth...
One day, those bones you feel will lie underground, topped by dust and forgotten...
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Post by Blues on Feb 5, 2003 18:29:35 GMT -5
We sit here, and ask ourselves, why are we here? It there some poupose that we must complete to get on in life? Are we just meaningless, and such? It must be so, for otherwise, we shan't decay within the depths of nothingness.......
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Post by ~SC~ on Feb 5, 2003 18:30:44 GMT -5
*ahem* what?
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Post by Blues on Feb 5, 2003 18:33:03 GMT -5
Sorry, you're to shallow to post here. J/k ;D ;D
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 18:37:15 GMT -5
Shallow! Here you sit smiling...look! I post here through the depths of my heart...I smile not when I look upon these texts...
No one is too shallow...
I wonder what it is like to die when you're still alive...?
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Post by Blues on Feb 5, 2003 18:38:19 GMT -5
Very deathly.
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Post by The Silence on Feb 5, 2003 18:38:57 GMT -5
"Let not the sound of shallow foppery enter My sober house." -- William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 18:42:52 GMT -5
Walk into a classroom...see it 100 years from now...
Ruins...bones...skulls...
Bleak...no color...dead...
I stand there...
I see the Dead...
Why are they so?
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Post by ~SC~ on Feb 5, 2003 18:43:39 GMT -5
the 6th sense
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Post by Archagon on Feb 5, 2003 18:52:29 GMT -5
As the elements combine into one entity, who can possibly care? No...indifference is present...
The Flower...where to has it gone? Yanked out of the ground by a tree, older than the World itself...
Yet the landscape takes it in.
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Post by ~SC~ on Feb 5, 2003 18:54:18 GMT -5
*gasp* the attack of the evil trees!
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