Lost identity

LOST IDENTITY

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I stand in between both solstice; ~~slashed~~, tortured, LOST.

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Before you, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason. And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn't see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.

SCREAM

MY JOHARI WINDOW!

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Since 1 Oct 2007

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Hello King Lear

This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune (often the surfeits of our own behaviour) we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and stars: as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treacherous by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. An admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition on the charge of a star!

Have more than thou showest,

Speak less than thou knowest,

Lend less than thou owest,

Ride more than thou goest,

Learn more than thou trowest,

Set less than thou throwest;

Leave thy drink and thy whore,

And keep in-a-door,

And thou shalt have more

Than two tens to a score.

Vaccine. Vaccine. Vaccine.

"As if it's gonna work."

"This jab can heal all wounds, even if they got your head. No probs. No worries."

*laughs*

*frowns*

This "transition" period was getting unbearable. Nothing's on, yet so drained.

I felt quarantined.

Help! Help!

(9:24 AM);
I made my ~~mark~~