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Whoever wins a crown himself or by his property, by honor, or by valor, the crown is bestowed on him at his burial.
My last act has the meaning of protesting against the evil that we adults are preparing for the innocent new generations to come. We live our lives eating their flesh. An evil abyss in its horror. My sorrow for this crime kills me.
I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute;
From the center all round to the sea,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
My right there is none to dispute;
From the center all round to the sea,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
I started and stopped playing this game in the years since you posted this thread. It's not a very good game. Too competitive and too much time investment required. Don't recommend unless you've got a life to waste.
I will be done with my displays.
There is protection from nearly everything...
But there is no protection from mankind.
How grim it always is, one’s detonation, how time speeds up to win its prolongation.
Upon life’s outcry time does increase speed, prolongs the very second when you burst.
How terror blasts inward, how horror blasts outward.
How grim it always is, one’s detonation.
There is protection from nearly everything...
But there is no protection from mankind.
How grim it always is, one’s detonation, how time speeds up to win its prolongation.
Upon life’s outcry time does increase speed, prolongs the very second when you burst.
How terror blasts inward, how horror blasts outward.
How grim it always is, one’s detonation.
Melted holes through my plastic ramen packet with the cigarette....it's sweet on my lips, heady in my....head....
When a wasp's nest is stirred up, it is seldom the wasps that grieve later.