cling. clang. clutter. flutter. mess. stress.
oh how i wish time would find itself a concord!
With due to credit to Mr.Rudyard Kipling: 'I had six honest serving women; they taught me all I knew, Their names are What and Why and When and How and Where and Who.'
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All that sound woke me up wonlee ;).
"They say Time is the fire in which we burn."
-Dr. Tolian Soran, Star Trek: Generations
Is it any wonder then, that such majestic a fire sees no reason for concord? Time is its own harmony, its own music and its own bittersweet melodies.
Hello, grandpa eternity.
Rather, hello grandma death.
(If you know the reference, you're far more depressing than I ever could be)
tough choice that right mnk, especially when grandpa eternity is a big bore. alright people, i'm messed up now... just needed to push things out of my head... thus, the noise. :)
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