A Prayer...
Perilous Times brew ahead of us, Dark Clouds highlighted by white lightning visible
just over the horizon. Already we can taste the dampness in the morbid air, already we can smell the woes creeping up from all around us; Already, we can feel the full force of Its Destruction. This Storm might just be our very own undoing.
The god in every one of us have yielded to this prophecy
Thouroughly weakened as we are, we know
that tho we must submit, we shall not let It Be.
Times draw desperate, tides rise high,
as it is undeniable, as it is forthcoming, as it is nigh.
May your god grant you fortitude, to withstand the cold gales,
May it grant you vigor, to battle the winds,
May it grant you strength, to overcome your weakness,
May it grant you vision, so you be your own witness...
...should you fail.
just over the horizon. Already we can taste the dampness in the morbid air, already we can smell the woes creeping up from all around us; Already, we can feel the full force of Its Destruction. This Storm might just be our very own undoing.
The god in every one of us have yielded to this prophecy
Thouroughly weakened as we are, we know
that tho we must submit, we shall not let It Be.
Times draw desperate, tides rise high,
as it is undeniable, as it is forthcoming, as it is nigh.
May your god grant you fortitude, to withstand the cold gales,
May it grant you vigor, to battle the winds,
May it grant you strength, to overcome your weakness,
May it grant you vision, so you be your own witness...
...should you fail.
posted by Killl_Roy at 10:03 AM
2 Comments:
roy! tell me what ski plans you have. you got space for one more right?
Ack, sorry i didnt keep you posted... the plan was canceled because my peeps in Melb who were supposed to go Skiing traded Snow for Sand... they are hitting the beach :/ and also my housemates are planning something in Tazzie, a road trip of sorts.
im not going Melb this holiday :(
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