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[reluctantdagny]

Smooth as wax, cold as ice, dead as dead.
Long stopped breath ceases to push hot air.
Long stopped heart ceased to beat molten blood.
Left to the wet, the light green and the violet violent blue of unlife.
We were born to die.
Every set of skin is nothing but a biodegradable casing for worms and decay.
The ice and snow stifles the fall but never stops it

Comments

[dondraper1990]

To live is to die... a great band proclaimed. The seduction lies within the the harmony of waveforms, once a yearning heart sounds it's rhythm, the kindred heart will correspond accordingly. It will be an accompaniment of understanding, not simply in minds, but in body and soul...

[dondraper1990]

"and he stills and stares and waits in the agony and the ecstacy" - the angelic qualities of a saving grace. Question: can a lovely angel fall in love with a demon? Is there any doctrine that supports this?

[reluctantdagny]

Demons are just angels who have fallen from grace.

The only limitations on myths are the limits you place on them.

[dondraper1990]

I guess that means there is a chance for me...

[reluctantdagny]

I am not sure how you became damned. Being sick doesn't damn you. Being sad doesn't, hating life, hating yourself, doesn't damn you either.