Saturday Nov 03, 2012

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I am my own epitaph
I sing ballads in lament of my passing
And like a perverse siren
I lure you into my rocks to witness my own demise
The waves of regret crashing against the craggy surface of my memories
Violent foam churning in the pitted recesses of half remembered promises

I am my own worst enemy
Sheltered in the warm embrace of arrogance
A sepulcher against humanity
My carrion call "Come see what I have wrought!"
For millennia I have held my wall against the onslaught of your hordes
Warfare and strife, the comfort of conflict, solitude as kind as a lovers kiss

I am my own best friend
As I commence a deconstruction
Stone by heavy stone
My monument to entropy dismantled
Become a garden of new delights, pleasures and possibilities unbound
Welcoming an evolution of separation into a spiritual solidarity... join me
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blueyedemon:
Existential philosophy, eh? I'll look into that. Most of my problems have stemmed from my phobias, and the subsequent anxiety and depression as a result of the aforementioned phobias. But I'm honestly open to looking into any avenues that seem like it might present beneficial information, or in the case of your suggestion, philosophical reflection and study.
Cheers, my friend.
ev_:
Dave....in the words of the drop kick murphys....

I dont really give a shit!
I GOING OUT IN STYLE!!!!

Love you bro! <3

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