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You cast a net out into the stars but what in God's name do you think you're doing there are colors of flame you have never imagined
I have watched the Sun rise, and I have watched it set. The only truth is that it is suffering that binds us together. Suffering connects us. Warm light and cheerful times come and go like the comfort of a bright sky, but we must each stand side by side or this place of trials will find the frailty in each of us.
You ever wake up and feel like your dreams are an angry ocean of comatose black ink draining from your nerves and seeping slowly out of your veins? I don't remember what the hell I was dreaming about but waking up felt like clawing my way out of a plastic bag underwater at the bottom of a frozen swamp.
Think I've got an idea for...
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"Eternité, Eternité Eternité, Eternité"
Eastern Sun, "Amaranthine"
"It is only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn't be make believe
If you believed in me
Yes, it's only a canvas sky
Hangin' over a muslin tree
But it wouldn't be make believe
If you believed in me
Without your love
It's a honky tonk parade
Without your love
It's a melody played in a penny arcade
It's a...
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The universe is a machine built to consume stability.
This stability is the universe.
The shape of this machine is life.
Life is a flame. Burn until nothing remains.
Life is the gift. Love is the law.
Look out! We all like to go out and have some fun on a Friday night. But you know who else likes to go out?
SHARKS!
That's right! While you're bopping to some tunes on the jukebox at Hammerhand's Gourmet Shoreliner Diner, going for a joyride on Highway 109, or enjoying a tender moment with someone special underneath the boardwalk, SHARKS are out there, patrolling
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In one hand a serpent with a raven's head, and the serpent is the future, and it coils around the empty space beneath the throne where the hearth lies but no fire burns, and out from the cold flows the living night instead.
In a sense, you think maybe things ought to not be this way, but be some other way instead. A different sea with different colors or a different room or a different sky where the electricity is different and everything flows in some other shape you feel more familiar with. Maybe instead of wolves and the rain and the sky it would be sunlight and
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