Life, full of lies, cloaked in eternal deception
Work, full of drudge, covered with infinite frustration
End, thus life, end, thus work
One without the other
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Glimpses of the Past
We are exiles of our own choosing. We chose to submit to the wiles of nature, to surrender to the whims of the elements. We are truly the sons of the earth now.
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