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04-18-03
hearing and seeing the man of his mission, if not in reality then at least in his head.
"out to the forest of illusion, out into the insanity, to the reficul, humm"
there mission was my mission. set had to be killed. i wonder if they will need my help. and in a flash the man with the wingspan fliys off.
"Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, and though unwanted, unbidden,
it will stir. Open it's jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules
us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our
finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief.
It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we can live without passion, maybe
we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and
dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead." - Angel |