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Boorishly ****** into this diabolical world. Parturition coerced from the amicable surrounding walls. Fostered by what is a poor excuse of society. Thereafter, and maybe preceding, all is fear. Mortal until the day to meet thy maker. ...And in between? Alas, it is choice. What shall it be? One of two, so you must resolve. To exist, letting darkness cloak all, and fear be your consolation. To live, fighting off the vexatious blanket of death, welcoming light to warm your soul. Both are equally fought for in this insolent age. Yet who are the victors? I will tell you, my friend a secret, a thought if you will.... How is there such thing as victor if there is nary a challenge? It is told: accept the challenges so that you may feel the exhilaration of victory. So, is the choice of dark and light that perplexing? In essence, there is only one way to live. The other is only a meager existence. All face such this decision, oblivious to the simple fact that no challenge lay within existing. There is only a fight in choosing to live. Make a choice, and with that... So Be It
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 5:59 PM UTC
So Be It
Boorishly ****** into this diabolical world. Parturition coerced from the amicable surrounding walls. Fostered by what is a poor excuse of society. Thereafter, and maybe preceding, all is fear. Mortal until the day to meet thy maker. ...And in between? Alas, it is choice. What shall it be? One of two, so you must resolve. To exist, letting darkness cloak all, and fear be your consolation. To live, fighting off the vexatious blanket of death, welcoming light to warm your soul. Both are equally fought for in this insolent age. Yet who are the victors? I will tell you, my friend a secret, a thought if you will.... How is there such thing as victor if there is nary a challenge? It is told: accept the challenges so that you may feel the exhilaration of victory. So, is the choice of dark and light that perplexing? In essence, there is only one way to live. The other is only a meager existence. All face such this decision, oblivious to the simple fact that no challenge lay within existing. There is only a fight in choosing to live. Make a choice, and with that... So Be It
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Jun 25, 2015
Jun 25, 2015 at 5:59 PM UTC
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