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well then again i have sat around in my puter chair.. drinking a cup of coffee when spontanious eruption of emotion response came upon me.. either from a vid i was watching, or catching up on the goings on in my game community.
not much you can do if your prone to laughing and have a twisted..er tilted sense of humor.
for reasons of insanity i keep my coffee pot next to my monitor. im lazy and well playing games like I do I rarely get up when i dont have to.
that and im a slob. the clutter alone on my desk would send a fire marshel into retirement.
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It means only one thing, and everything: Cut. Once committed to fight, Cut. Everything else is secondary. Cut. That is your duty, your purpose, your hunger. There is no rule more important, no commitment that overrides that one. Cut. The lines are a portrayal of the dance. Cut from the void, not from bewilderment. Cut the enemy as quickly and directly as possible. Cut with certainty. Cut decisively, resoultely. Cut into his strength. Flow through the gaps in his guard. Cut him. Cut him down utterly. Don't allow him a breath. Crush him. Cut him without mercy to the depth of his spirit. It is the balance to life: death. It is the dance with death. It is the law a war wizard lives by, or he dies.
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