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Friday, July 9, 2010

PreLude to a Disaster-Piece

I just wanna be genuine. Is that so much to ask? :P I dont care~ I'm not really asking, cuz I dont need your answers.
This isn't a "Questions on life", this is my own sense of reality, my own version of Right & Wrong. Whose else is there?
We live too often by theories of the ancients. Why are they revered as so much greater then our own minds? Why were they so "wise" and us not? Where are our modern-day Aristotles, Voltaires, and Einsteins? Our Newtons, and Edgar Allen Poe's?

Click CLocK, tick-tock; hours starting to peel away like pages of a novel lying open to a spring breeze. The time is coming, but its not here, so fuck it; get back to work. Coffee break soon~ before I break. No, I'm not so bad, I'm good. I'll be alright.









If they remember my name, I have failed. I dont want to be a name; I wanna be your mind.~ Your voice of reason, in a land without reasoning.

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