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The Source. We are the exiles. Betraying our ancestors through our ignorance of our former ways, we cling to the gods and worship them in the desperate hope we are simply taken care of without even exercising our own power. I am one of the few who is born of both worlds, the strength and will of the source courses through me and yet I am also born from the oppressed and will-less sloth that insult our predecessors who would be appalled at the lack of progress our race as a whole has achieved.The Source. by ~Soulstricken
Because yes, we are technically still the same as the so called, "wild ones". We can make young with them, however we have fallen from grace and have forgotten t
Pancake vs. Waffle Requiem It was a hot, humid day in tokyo. Sammy the rockstar angel got out of bed, her hair frizzed and frayed. She sauntered around her apartment, in a daze. She sighed, hot summer days with nothing to do... Several hours later she was strolling along the busy streets, manga stands with old greasy sellers shouted to the kids walking home from school, some wanted to buy; some giggled and went on their way. She passed them all, and kept walking. Almost aimlessly she patrolled the streets, as if searching for something in particular... as if something called to her from somewhere within, a subtle droning in the back of her mind that would not cease untPancake vs. Waffle Requiem by ~Soulstricken
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Ano ang nasa dako pa roon?
Bunga ng malikot na pag-iisip
Likha ng balintataw... O halaw sa isang mundo ng kababalaghan
Di kayang ipaliwanag ngunit alam mong magaganap ...
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