Sunday, September 16, 2007

To weep is to make less the depth of grief

Oh yes, even the pain that screams through your soul is better felt with dry eyes. Wet them, tear them and the pain hits you less. And you don't want that.
The invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. Don't show them off, you ain't that easy to console. Your sorrow isn't that weak to be drowned.
Keep going, and if you are going through hell, all the better. How much further do you think you can go? Believe me, it shall go on, and thats the joy. To feel that hell shall give way, to what was. Don't forget, hell goes down, below, away from that time. But then gravity pulls you. Keep going.

Someone was probably thinking too much, but then he was right in saying
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
Aah, too much fuss.

So, what is broken into pieces and still works, better and faster than ever?
You know.

Wait a minute, what did they say about rainbows and .... ?

And then, here goes the best part
The cure for anything is salt water - sweat, tears, or the sea
-Stay away from all three, and nothing can be more addictive than what you feel. Who says you need cure? Sweat brought you here, the sea is the traitor, don't fuck with tears now.

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I am back. The desolate stone's agony is the real addiction, one that keeps u under, but never shall kill.

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