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The Loud Resounding Sea December 19, 2005 @ 6:29 p.m.
So therefore the priest who governs the works of fire must sprinkle with the lustral water of the loud, resounding sea.
Emotions. Rocketing and writhing. I had to know, had to have experience. Had to be born and live and learn what it was like to know what I was talking about. I bit off more than I could chew.
The most beautiful highs. The most nightmarish lows. Its a miracle I'm alive - a heart can't normally exist under such pressure, constantly thrown back and forth from Heaven to Hell.
Moments of peace and clarity - stillness, silence, in which I haunt the world after time. Able to immerse, and able to go outside. Still waters run deep, rains purify, and snow lets you sleep. Hope, faith and love urge you onward, and every demon holds you back. The heart would break, were it not certain it did not know with certainty.
Beauty - so much beauty. Turning away. Echos of eternity singing quietly - hear them in silence, and use them to urge you on.
Rest
"Details in the Fabric" - May 31, 2009
Not So Quick Questions - April 6, 2009
The Morning Stars - Lords of the 15 - April 9, 2009
Sincerity and Faith in Magic - April 10, 2009
Not So Quick Questions (2) - April 14, 2009
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