

Aethereal's WarriorSomething is gnawing in the dark. Grating and tearing away withered flesh. Slithering and slimy creatures burrow deep, to the bone. The occasional tremble of earth offers granular debris, the only break from eternal boredom. Decaying wood creaks, trying desperately to hold its former shape. Time abhors stability, hollowing muscles beneath the skin and eating away at whats left of a shell. Nothing is sacred in this prison. A mind dotted with chasms, yet refuses to yield giving thought to reason. Does a soul still linger here? Every sense of pain, but there is no feeling. Is this what purgatory feels like?Aethereal's Warrior


Through the looking glassThrough the looking glass, we see that we are blind. Denial is a river that runs through the depths of our souls, a reservoir; beneath our fragile facades. We do not wish to acknowledge the truth that we are but cogs in one of three machines; The Green, The White, and The Red.Through the looking glass
The Green enslaves us through propaganda, rules us as if pawns on an invisible board. It makes us feel inadequate, makes us believe we need what we do not. The Green Machine isnt greed, yet greed is the inevitable conclusion to its grand design. The Green cachinnates daily at its unwavering tyranny over its subjects. It knows its hold on us is eterna
The Scythe
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"IF love hurts than why are we such idiots as to love?"
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visit my page! then say hi! then......eat a apple!
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This is the best kind of person to talk to: someone who is willing to take an honest look at the evidence. Being willing is essential. Evidence cannot convince the unwilling.
-- Norman L. Geisler, Frank Turek, David Limbaugh
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