Friday, November 13, 2009
The ice storms are soon to come, but it won't be much warmer in here than out there.
Blizzards may cut through to the veins but nothin compared to the sutrer pain.
Nastalgic dreams seem to overcome everthing during this time, when everything's dying.
What is pain? It's an undesirable feeling hinting at a change in behavior for the sake of yourself. But what is that really when everyone was born to die, and in a world of nothingness there is so much beauty.
So you see, pain is nothing, and when you overcome pain, you will fear no other. I step into the realm of the glacial kingdom blessed with all that I need. I've got eyes that see no limits, ears that hear no dischordance, and a touch to melt the ice...
When I smell the scent of the rose in the barren land... will this be my poison or strength?
We'll see~
