little_tippler

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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.

Fernando Pessoa, 1918

Lucifer

My sister told me that Santa was Mom when I was about 6, I don't think my mom has ever forgiven her for that!

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I am a brother to dragons, and a companion to owls.
- Job 30:29

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Xerxys

HA!! Nice!

bazkitcase5

hahaha, wow - I think I fell out of my chair

12Packaday

Kind of strange that Santa and Satan spell their names soooo much alike. Have you ever seen them both at the same time in the same place? Me either!!! The alter ego behavior and demeanor fits a psychological profile perfectly - one lives in the freezing cold.......... is nice and jolly and good willed....... loves all creatures and spreads joy everywhere he goes....... The one tell tale giveaway is the creepy laugh... HO! HO! HO! God that gives me the willies... HO! HO! HO! ......sick bastard.