Oct 15, 2008 00:41
A birthday, is it? A celebration of the day you stepped into life, another blemish in the face of the world. All just~as~planned.
To live out your little lives, to die - it happens and is over long before you know it does, and soon one becomes an abandoned plaything, living out a life long mapped out and forgotten by God - and didn't you know that a plan is a plan is a game~?
Do you dream of going to heaven, little ones?
And ah - manners. Happy, happy birthday!
Come, Katan; we shall have cake.