You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
If you're a publisher, it takes a lot of faith in your typesetters and proofreaders to greenlight a book about a character called Cnut.
I close my eyes, tell us why must we suffer Release your hands, for your will drags us under My legs grow tired, tell us where must we wander How can we carry on if redemption's beyond us?
To all of my children in whom Life flows abundant To all of my children to whom Death hath passed his judgement The soul yearns for honor, and the flesh the hereafter Look to those who walked before to lead those who walk after
Shining is the Land's light of justice Ever flows the Land's well of purpose Walk free, walk free, walk free, believe... The Land is alive, so believe...
Now open your eyes while our plight is repeated Still deaf to our cries, lost in hope we lie defeated Our souls have been torn, and our bodies forsaken Bearing sins of the past, for our future is taken
War born of strife, these trials persuade us not (Feel what? Learn what?) Words without sound, these lies betray our thoughts (See what? Hear what?) Mired by a plague of doubt, the Land, she mourns Judgement binds all we hold to a memory of scorn Tell us why, given Life, we are meant to die, helpless in our cries?
Thy Life is a riddle, to bear rapture and sorrow To listen, to suffer, to entrust unto tomorrow In one fleeting moment, from the Land doth life flow Yet in one fleeting moment, for anew it doth grow In the same fleeting moment Thou must live Die And know
Children of the land do you hear Echoes of truths that once rang clear Two souls intertwined One true love they did find Bringing land and heavens near
But flames that burn full bright, soon fell dark Memories dimmed by shadowed hearts In the waxing gloom did wane the lover's moon Watching as their worlds drift apart
One soul's cry A passion dwelling within
Sacrifice, a final plea to her kin Yet this bond of hope, by treachery was broke Scattering her words to the wind
Swelling over long, Seas of blood, are a song And death an afterthought To those who fight for naught
A throne, lying empty A reign, incomplete Alone, for eternity A pain, without cease
Children of the land, answer this Why must you turn to empty bliss Tell me why break trust, why turn the past to dust Seeking solace in the abyss Tell me why create, a circle none can break Why must you let go, the life you were bestowed This I fear I'll never know Never know
the "howdy-doody-looking nimrod" is adam putnam, who was a republican member of the house of representatives at the time, and is now florida agriculture commissioner, and running for governor.
been one fuckin' ambitious howdy-doody-looking nimrod
Comments
subtractthose and you are left with LLRU and AAGNS
RULL / ANAGS
Are demons called Lucifers in this world? And if so, who's running Hell? (Aside from Curly Brace.)
And it should clearly be Vvangel. Wangel.
also, astaroth, or mephistopheles, i guess?
☭ B̤̺͍̰͕̺̠̕u҉̖͙̝̮͕̲ͅm̟̼̦̠̹̙p͡s̹͖ ̻T́h̗̫͈̙̩r̮e̴̩̺̖̠̭̜ͅa̛̪̟͍̣͎͖̺d͉̦͠s͕̞͚̲͍ ̲̬̹̤Y̻̤̱o̭͠u̥͉̥̜͡ ̴̥̪D̳̲̳̤o̴͙̘͓̤̟̗͇n̰̗̞̼̳͙͖͢'҉͖t̳͓̣͍̗̰ ͉W̝̳͓̼͜a̗͉̳͖̘̮n͕ͅt͚̟͚ ̸̺T̜̖̖̺͎̱ͅo̭̪̰̼̥̜ ̼͍̟̝R̝̹̮̭ͅͅe̡̗͇a͍̘̤͉͘d̼̜ ⚢
Release your hands, for your will drags us under
My legs grow tired, tell us where must we wander
How can we carry on if redemption's beyond us?
To all of my children in whom Life flows abundant
To all of my children to whom Death hath passed his judgement
The soul yearns for honor, and the flesh the hereafter
Look to those who walked before to lead those who walk after
Shining is the Land's light of justice
Ever flows the Land's well of purpose
Walk free, walk free, walk free, believe...
The Land is alive, so believe...
Suffer (Feel) Promise (Think) Witness (Teach) Reason
(Hear) Follow (Feel) Wander (Think) Stumble (Teach) Listen
(Speak) Honor (Speak) Value (Tell) Whisper (Tell) Mention
(Hope) Ponder (Hope) Warrant (Wish) Cherish (Wish) Welcome
(Roam) Witness (Roam) Listen (Roam) Suffer (Roam) Sanction
(Sleep) Weather (Sleep) Wander (Sleep) Answer
Sleep on
Now open your eyes while our plight is repeated
Still deaf to our cries, lost in hope we lie defeated
Our souls have been torn, and our bodies forsaken
Bearing sins of the past, for our future is taken
War born of strife, these trials persuade us not
(Feel what? Learn what?)
Words without sound, these lies betray our thoughts
(See what? Hear what?)
Mired by a plague of doubt, the Land, she mourns
Judgement binds all we hold to a memory of scorn
Tell us why, given Life, we are meant to die, helpless in our cries?
Witness (Feel) Suffer (Think) Borrow (Teach) Reason
(Hear) Follow (Feel) Stumble (Think) Wander (Teach) Listen
(Blink) Whisper (Blink) Shoulder (Blink) Ponder (Blink) Weather
(Hear) Answer (Look) Answer (Think) Answer together
Thy Life is a riddle, to bear rapture and sorrow
To listen, to suffer, to entrust unto tomorrow
In one fleeting moment, from the Land doth life flow
Yet in one fleeting moment, for anew it doth grow
In the same fleeting moment
Thou must live
Die
And know
Echoes of truths that once rang clear
Two souls intertwined
One true love they did find
Bringing land and heavens near
But flames that burn full bright, soon fell dark
Memories dimmed by shadowed hearts
In the waxing gloom did wane the lover's moon
Watching as their worlds drift apart
One soul's cry
A passion dwelling within
Sacrifice, a final plea to her kin
Yet this bond of hope, by treachery was broke
Scattering her words to the wind
Swelling over long,
Seas of blood, are a song
And death an afterthought
To those who fight for naught
A throne, lying empty
A reign, incomplete
Alone, for eternity
A pain, without cease
Children of the land, answer this
Why must you turn to empty bliss
Tell me why break trust, why turn the past to dust
Seeking solace in the abyss
Tell me why create, a circle none can break
Why must you let go, the life you were bestowed
This I fear I'll never know
Never know
#990 Up↑ +11/11 Down↓ [Report] 2012-08-31 17:35 GMT
TAGS: bullet illflower moe weapons
*takes a peanut card*
$350.006 PENALTY
3 1 3
C A C
E C E
high low high
a V-shape
pronounced "C to Complete"
then we will have "C TO COMPLETE SHUNNED"
including your own, in order to be fair
that way, no one has any dignity to feel bad about losing
then you start getting shit done
AMPLE -> SAMPLE (S)
TEMP -> TEMPE (E)
AJJ -> HAJJ (H)
REIN -> REIGN (G)
the "howdy-doody-looking nimrod" is adam putnam, who was a republican member of the house of representatives at the time, and is now florida agriculture commissioner, and running for governor.
been one fuckin' ambitious howdy-doody-looking nimrod