Apr 11, 2009 15:08
adrenaline, insomnia, knives, dreams, mortality
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By recalling that she's by and large lost her platonic V, sister. As you have lost your platonic W, and I my S.
We've got much in common with the threadbare comfort of Christian thought. "We are all made in God's image..." Or perhaps, the image of Gods.
Otherwise, I'd be leveling this city-block in my ire.
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If you won't come and have done with me, you're going to have to accept that I've got to arm myself with whatever I can to tussel with you in shallow sophistry.
Adapt, improvise, overcome. Or die.
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Some of the principals are sound. Few, granted. Not a fan of the "Thou shalt not kill" after all. But some.
Still...you have to admit, you didn't see it coming.
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I'm not arguing a theology I know to be false. Only that we aren't all we used to be.
By the Styx, you had to tell me about Dion, didn't you?
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My ego is well-deserved rooted in profitable skill, rather than intoxication.
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Then shall we agree that nobody's perfect? Certainly we could spend days beating your sophistry and my braggartry against each other until one breaks.
But I really should get to my knives.
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