Vorochta 5

conetiquette | November 16, 2009

I toil all day, building building building.
Hard work quenches my tired body
Yet my mind remains open to the sky
Receptive of the Words from the heavens

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conetiquette | November 4, 2009

Such contempt do the hearts of men hold for me. But I, such a man, Nay! A God, whom the populace despises, am, in fact, a hero among men; The first of citizens.
I, myself, have saved this empire, upon which we shall all flourish. Unfortunately, they do not know what they seek, and know even [...]

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