

So thats where imagination isWhere the Earth touches the sky and the fire burns the sea that's where imagination may beSo thats where imagination is


Just something else to ponderRain may fall from the heavens of the sky but when it hits the Earth it's the blood of the men who die.Just something else to ponder


Sleepless NightsI think the truth got stomped out The fire raging is no more I heard the beating heart slip awaySleepless Nights
Lies and doubt took the leading role Fate twisted into a carnivore The start of falling days
Mounting illusions on the soul The lure of absolution abounds All the while my mind was veiled with a haze.
I really appreciate it
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We are such stuff as dreams are made on, rounded with a little sleep - The Tempest
*Rhyme-and-Reason ftw
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"To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner." - Lestat
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"To really ask is to open the door to the whirlwind. The answer may annihilate the question and the questioner." - Lestat
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"The atmosphere we all can enjoy and we destroy"
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I remembered who I was and forgot who you are.
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"Bleach - an aquired taste. You have to be at the end of your life to enjoy it."
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Everyone in the Greil Mercenaries is part of a family. We all follow the commander, no matter what. - Mist from Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn.
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We are such stuff as dreams are made on, rounded with a little sleep - The Tempest
*Rhyme-and-Reason ftw
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I remembered who I was and forgot who you are.
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"Are you making fun of us?"
"It's the universe that makes fun of us all."
"Why would the universe that makes fun of us all?"
"I dunno, maybe it's insecure."
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BT.
"The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away."
Robert M. Pirsig
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle maintanance
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Pamela
~pamelaski
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