No Fate But What We Make.oblivion_mindJuly 1 2009, 03:28:26 UTC
Up through Oblivion above the clouds there are moons and stars that await us. Humans have no idea what they possess or even what they are. I desire ultimate solitude. Yet everywhere one may go there is pollution. Modern day tumbleweeds of plastic cups. Litter in the mountains. The more I dream the more I wish to continue dreaming... To stay in my bed forever... For why awake? Nothing here is pure. Nothing here is worthy of the Garden of Eden even enough to realize we are still there. Just severed of our spirituality because we lust and crave. Desire and maim. I will be at anime expo. Adorned in my trueface of black and white the chaos jedi. Ceremonial robes and all. I will take mad pictures and send you em. Mwahahahahahahaha!
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