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With words now lost, And memories, all that remain. Count the cost, Reveal the hidden stain. Where can you turn for answers, When you can't decide the question.
Time gone by, What has been seen, First pair, A different way preferred, What is to be said who's to say, It would work or not, But usually the maker even of a car, Knows more than a garage, So time...
#colourchallenge #ebony *In a man's perspective, just saying.* It started on a day, Sun beating down on me, When I received a little gift, An elephant of ebony.
My values and plans themselves do not scare me. No, what scares me is that they are exactly what is expected out of me.
When this. silence screams. louder than we ever will,. We leave the walls. behind us. standing still. and silence becomes. the canvas,. And it has more. stories to tell. than I ever will,.
'They say war changes a man. Experiencing sights and sounds that he never thought possible. Feeling new levels of terror and survival.
Engulfed in a meticulous nature. Unblemished by man. Afar from the City's eye,. For it is a sham. Where Time is not valued. And not what you'll miss;. Feel the rhythm of the wind.
Here at the peak we're untouchable. Can we hold our ground. Amidst all this chaos. Fighting each other is killing ourselves. Yet I found refuge in this place I used to fear. Join me if you wish.
We are human But we are in humane We are selfish But we are sympathetic We are angels But we are also the devil We are nothing but everything We are powerful But corrupt We are spiritual But...
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who is the fairest of them all.
Hello again, and today is Friday, December 21, 2012. So today we didn't all die. Or yet, at least, the clock's hand hasn't stuck twelve yet. And the Mayans might have been the latecomer type.
Philosophy asks questions, How what when and why, Is there a gods presence.
I wish life could remain just a mystery. Not planned out to become just history. When did the time of the unknown become old. To remain in books with pages to unfold. Where did all of that magic go.
Why does the night stand for hell and evil and day stand for heaven and good. I think it should be just to opposite. The moon is a cool, calm piece of our home that drifts across our sky.
Philosophical conversation,. Leads to frustration,. Differing opinions,. Creative dominions,. Philosophical views,. Ideas I refuse,. What is philosophy,. It's hefty terminology,. Questions asked,.
What is love But the absence of hate. An echoing void Into which we create What is love But a pardon of sin. A feeble excuse For those of our kin What is love Is it lust, is it more.
So this song you sung so softly, Has created cities and cars, constructed cathedrals and cinemas, A hoard of humanity, holy and humbled, Beneath you.
Do you know the shade between wrong and right Do you cleanse your soul at least once a night Do you see the beauty that lives within Do you know a heart that is free from sin Do you live a lifetime...
What is beauty it is the smile of a young girl and the laughter of friends and family it's the joy of life and love and the laughter they bring its just knowing your alive and your human its the...
Lets just get out of here. We shouldn't have to waste our lives on something silly like "work". Life is too short. People think that it's about becoming successful and powerful. But it's not.
Searching, Always searching For the truth, The truth profound; But the truth Of the matter is That there is no truth To be found.
@liberty Thanks for the inspiration. Nature is a part of us It has been all along. You could describe it as inspiration. Something like a poem or a song.
Have you ever thought that it is all a hoax. All of it. Fate. Love. Life. Death. Hope. Justice. Freedom. Destiny. Fear. Change.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, November 4, 2012. If you've read George Orwell's 1984, or even if you haven't you probably know about Big Brother.