The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with weary feet,
Until it joins some larger way,
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Sleeping Beauty
I had a dream in long dark slumber. Everything was in chaos. A bloody war had erupted and my war was a shambling wreck of a fight. Life was gone and the light which had for so long been the hope of the world was extinguished. Turmult, chaos, destruction. Only memories remained, quietly sitting alongside the bloody gore that marks the battle. It haunted me and my flesh burned. But I awoke. And I sat with heavy heart in the peaceful life of reality.
But wait. This tranquil life is my dream. My hope. Destruction rules my waking hours.
To dream, I wish.
But wait. This tranquil life is my dream. My hope. Destruction rules my waking hours.
To dream, I wish.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Nuclear War
The real devastation is coming upon the realization that you do not need me in your life like I need you in mine.
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