what do you think when standing alone throughout the 2-hour advent service? strange thoughts, i assure you.
It is always tempting to call a young man uninformed for his lack of wrinkles, and to call an old man wise for an abundance of the same.
Just as youth breeds pride, so does age invite negligence.
So shall communication end in conflict and history mire in hiccoughs.
Thus speaks a youth weary of speech: what despair awaits him in evanescence!
Yet if he persists in silence, who would hear his heart breaking?
Then pray you, cry out!
Suffer alone no more, O Solipsist!
Still, he may utter not an audible syllable until his hair grays and his digits tremble.
Whereupon he shall speak his father's tongue, and impress his son's quiet.
Praise, therefore, the Lord Almighty!
For all is but vanity.
am still struggling with norm-bending ideas... but really, i am tired. why does god bother to give me these ideas? why put them in this mind in such a country? sounds like sadist pleasure to me. i am always thinking "change" in a static society. i must bring god such joy.
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