"Mankind should spend it's time upon the fence.
No wrack, or ruin, nor magnificence.
From little things do mighty evils grow -
The path of flesh must thus be ever so."
And youth did ponder long, and asked 'But why?
Why should predestiny permit me fly,
but then remove the wings that take me there?
Because The Answer's written in the air?'
"Because the heart of men is weak but proud,
Because the dirge of death is seldom loud,
But foremost, heeding history, to me;
It simply is the safest place to be."
Tuesday, 15 January 2008
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