Friday, July 22
Once long ago,
before there was such a thing as time,
the world was shrouded in darkness.
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Then came the splendor of light,
bringing life and love into the Universe, and the Lord of Darkness retreated deep into the shadows of the earth, plotting his return to power...by banishing light forever.
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But precious light is protected, harbored in the souls of Unicorns,
the most mystical of all creatures.
Unicorns are safe from the Lord of Darkness, they can only be found by the purest of mortals...Such a mortal is Jack, who lives in solitude with the animals of the forest.
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A beautiful girl named Lily
loves Jack with all her heart. In their innocence,
they believe only goodness exists in the world.
Together they will learn there can be no good without evil...No love without hate...No heaven without hell...No light without darkness.
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The harmony of the Universe
depends upon an eternal balance.
Out of the struggle to maintain this balance
comes the birth of legends.
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The solution to a problem changes the problem.
The solution to a problem changes the problem.
Think on that for a while and maybe realize that given the transience of life, biology's awesome potential for instablility, and the possible meaningless of the entire universe, do you think it's worth the bother?
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Thursday, July 21
Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.
- Terry Pratchett
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Wednesday, July 20
i just talked to a friend of mine whom i hadn't heard from in many moons, and he's the father of an absolutely beautiful baby boy.
Check out Chris' band, Kemical Dreams
here.
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Requiem for a Mortal Aspiration
A better world so long for which I'd faught,
Away from me it turned when I had lost.
Its children were the ones whom I had taught,
When grown they threw their teacher to the frost.
Out on the streets without a job in sight,
I'd shy away from money's piercing eyes.
When finally I found a job to write,
It turned into a job that I dispise.
I never thought that I would teach again
When out I stepped into the sunless sky.
My job is now to teach the souls of men,
A lesson they will learn if I must die.
Is there a point to dying or to birth,
When one does not know even her self worth?
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