Level: 51.13 (Rank 144)
Account Age: 1,534 Days
|'There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth' |
'I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.'
It came to me as kind of a revelation...
that my own freedom lay in not wanting...
or needing anything of which they could deprive me.
If punishment consisted of being locked in your cell,
then by simply choosing to never leave my cell,
I deprived them of that weapon. ~ RC
I bear true and an existing witness
To this barrel of monkeys.
A self proclaimed immoral success,
Perfected by each whereof
Individually deadly and equally so
And spread about the surrendered troops,
For even thousands of miles will not
Tear apart their communication, or the lack thereof.
Vultures, liars, thieves, each proclaim their innocence
In no suggestion or rhyme, your weapon is contained in
The wrecking of the keeping the desired effect.
The breaking of the spirit thwarts the whole being.
Your weapon is guilt, your weapon is guilt..