lets play house

he who claims victory at times of need require only the forgiveness of he who dare not claim.

responding to logic, I withhold previous information awaiting for your confession.

and the winner is...

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don't Panic!

There’s nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for...

with all of me

the ability to empathize is one available only to those who can effectively tie scarves.

for a very long time, i was to blame. the fate of worlds beyond my reach saw defeat due to my own lack of ability. failing nations known only to residents whose lives destined never to seek beyond said nations.
i was not enough.    
eventually, the necessary realization of the possibility of blameworthiness happened. the urge to assist an already conceptually perfect universe could no be attributed to failure, at least not in its most complete form, the difference between a piece and the whole. 

the long for forgiveness exists as the need to proclaim blame. so you fucked up. im still here.

i once wore a scarf just like that one.

once the truth...three times black sun

we look at truth in a very different regard in comparison to those factitious opposites. such lies exist in a very vivid or living manner, whereas the truth, contrary to the belief of the common, exist as fairy-tales told to women and children alike.

to those men who speak the truth, we thank them for their nobility and just. for without those with such virtue we would have no factitious comparison.
to those men who speak lies, we banish them to a life worth living only till end. for because of those with such vice, we have only the noble to look on forward.

i once told my mom that i loved her. for this i was thanked once for my nobleness and beauty. deemed once a man of good word, for once a beautiful man shall be beautiful only once.
i once told another i loved him. and for this i was thanked a thousand times. deemed always a liar, for once a man lacking nobleness and goodness shall be as such.

for all intensive purposes...let them commit suicide.

the devices necessary for dispelling the cancers of immortality are those of gods, to do away with endlessness.

including all sorrows, be it those of justice, virtue, generosity and all else there exists those destined to grow to understand the many images of knowledge and those to be reveled without understanding. none the less, there exist women and men who currently or one day will hold keys to the sorrows of life, be it justice or virtue or generosity. to the sorrows of life, wonder not the answers world, for a savior lives among us.

for those dealing with life, there exists only one solution to the sorrow of existence.
from the words of al-Kindi we fear no pain from which we know the cause, for from causation one understands remedy.

unfortunately, life creates life, an entity aimed at happiness. as an aim, happiness is complete, we live to be happy. but to the question of why life exists, there exists no remedy.

out of sight....

the idea of self is constructed solely through circumstance. I am [insert circumstance]. I was [insert feeling]. 

to construct the self outside of circumstance exists only in thought, veils created by the minds of psychotic individuals cast outside the normative lugar of existence the rest of civilization reside in: to go beyond the thought of relative consciousness.

to defiantly exist against all thought processes mandated by the very existence of breathing requires an understanding of life not all will experience.

to challenge the "real world" is worth not the effort wasted on said thought.
for the thought is priceless and a process without price is valued only by few.

...out of mind.