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Subject: For those who believe: No explination is necessary...... Author: ::infindel:: [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 21:11:44 02/16/02 Sat Author Host/IP: 205.166.1.57 :christened:infindel :age:unknown :species:unicorn/elf :appearance:slender body, soft full mouth, ever-changing colored eyes, curly blonde locks Give not the world to me The world I do not need Offer not the stars, I know not want nor greed Give not the planets Nor the heavens, nor the skies I need no promises I need no lies I am in your dreams I hold their keys I live in the shadows And the curling, breaking seas I mastered the island The mountains are my own You can not give me anything Except one thing I've never known... :: It's quite possible that I grew a little sentimental. Perhaps too I was a little tired and feeling a bit melancholy... But it wasn't until I began thinking about things connected with the garden of my youth... I don't know how it happened, but the day's clear reality flowed into my clearer recollections of my mind; which passed before my eyes with all the stregnth of actual events... :: When memories are all you have left of the enjoyable times, then you have nothing. Either good or bad, neither matters. I realize now that my sentimentality blossomed out of the yearning for clarity that would never produce. Ah but why couldn't the world have been created differently?! Maybe then would the strives of others be obtained. The wry voice of destiny has laughed in my face more than once. :: Yet, my feet keep treading the thorny path laid before me. Is this "reality" I'm living simply a preconstructed vision of what should happen? Or is it something far stranger? I know now that lingering within memories is really the only way to corrupt myself further than already. So, should I withdraw from my mental state of unconciousness, or slip further from this reality I feel is real enough? Everyday is nothing but a stress to me. When willl my pressing questions be answered? Who am I? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]