moonbeams are best for thinking when the consumption starts its wasting
the lunar aether binds together worlds once separated by determination
regret isn't right word, for all its forlorn implications
marvel may do.
i marvel at the way the world fractures over and over
and regularly shatters itself into realities
and people watch and break themselves
lost, broken shards
he loves me : he loves me not
soli deo gloria : deus otiosus
cast your bread upon the waters : look out for number one
all you need is love : diamonds are
do unto others as : all's fair in love and war
out of sight, out of mind : absence make the heart grow fonder
leave no man behind : cut your losses
his intentions were noble : do or do not
beauty is only skin deep : in the eye of the beholder
better safe than sorry : fortune favors the bold
means : ends
forgive: avenge
you are not a beautiful or unique snowflake : it tolls for thee
everything happens for a reason : c'est la vie
I am the Dichotomous, champion of Chaos
who drifts between worlds
working havoc, wreaking calamity
laying low Contiguity and leaving Consistency the ruins of Doubt
there is no room for settlement in a land destroyed
so I am forced to wander for the fullness of time which is when
i will die
and at some moments i feel this thorougly and unobscuredly
and the shards are as bits of dust
worthless fragments
relics from a broken past
and I can see in the plain the Beautiful Palace,
where we can live forever
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