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winter.mute

winter.mute

golgo

The left hand will be the right,
And a twin’s truth will be a lie,
Dark turns into light,
Poison into pie.
Do I upset you?
Nay—make you smile.

golgo

And the right to the left will turn,
And a beggar will turn to highborn,
Duckling to a swan,
Want—to plenty’s horn.
Do I give up?
Nay—go along.

winter.mute · Сообщение отредактировано в 22:20 15.09.17

Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be relearned. Forget the promise of progress and
understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter,
and the laughter of thirsting gods

golgo

humans want to be godlike till the very moment they get how anthropomorphic their gods are. there is no satisfaction either way, that is why they predict war

golgo

we'll never get over religion so far we fail to trust science.

winter.mute

Paranoia is a very comforting state of mind. If you think they're out to get you, it means you think you matter.

golgo

that's just peachy.

Lonely Moongazer

Басурмане.

winter.mute

Chertov Ivan

golgo

is it just me or are u throwing random phrases is all? idk.

winter.mute

thats me.sorry

golgo

D: welp I'm sad but whatever floats your boat, I guess.

winter.mute