Post by twilight on Feb 22, 2019 15:33:10 GMT -5
It is Friday. I like fridays a lot I just hate having to wake up early on Saturday. For me its always an issue of not being able to go back to sleep after I wake up. If I get up to go to the bathroom at 6am, and go back to bed I wont fall asleep again. Its quite a frustrating thing. I cant quite remember if I was always like that, if my past lives had the same problems or if its just here and now.
I wish I could remember. But that is the price of reincarnation. I do not remember everything. Nor would I really want to.
There are countless lives ive led, and all have been tragic. I am drawn to it like a moth drawn to light and fire.
The world is burning all around us, and yet we are still prospering. I see all the new and returning faces and while that is all fine and well. There are still some faces that will never show up again. And its sad. Maybe its like the song said, maybe its time to let the old ways die. Bury the past and our memories and start over. It would be a shame to forget the past, there are so many good memories and good people. I would hate to forget them. It would be like forgetting a part of myself. And that makes me sadder too.
Rumpke you seem like a man who is haunted by the past. Things creep inside your mind and you cant let it go. You cant let it escape. And those ghosts stay with you. They creep inside that mind and infect you till there is nothing left but a drunk blithering idiot.
You think your demons are part of you but its just a cancer eating you up. And I know about cancers eating people. They take away from who you are and there is more to you. There is more to all of us than the one or two demons we portray.
We bring out the dead with our words, with our hearts, with our actions. And we all have so many dearly departed. We cant forget them. We would be doing them an injustice and I refuse to forget the face of my father.
My name is John this time around. And I scream and I pray and I yell and I whisper. I whisper for someone to care as much as you and I do Rumpke. Whispering for someone to care about the past and this old home. A few answer the call but there should have been so many more. And yes that too makes me even more sad.
There are not many of us left. We truly are a dying breed. So I got to ask Rumpke, what will you do with yourself if you lose your title? Will you continue on and keep trying to save our home or will you run and hide like so many? I think I know the answer. You are the type that you do not run, you do not hide, you do not back down from the gods and monsters in this world or any other. Am I right ? I think I am.
I think that is all I have to say.
Goodluck to us on Titans.
Fade to light
I wish I could remember. But that is the price of reincarnation. I do not remember everything. Nor would I really want to.
There are countless lives ive led, and all have been tragic. I am drawn to it like a moth drawn to light and fire.
The world is burning all around us, and yet we are still prospering. I see all the new and returning faces and while that is all fine and well. There are still some faces that will never show up again. And its sad. Maybe its like the song said, maybe its time to let the old ways die. Bury the past and our memories and start over. It would be a shame to forget the past, there are so many good memories and good people. I would hate to forget them. It would be like forgetting a part of myself. And that makes me sadder too.
Rumpke you seem like a man who is haunted by the past. Things creep inside your mind and you cant let it go. You cant let it escape. And those ghosts stay with you. They creep inside that mind and infect you till there is nothing left but a drunk blithering idiot.
You think your demons are part of you but its just a cancer eating you up. And I know about cancers eating people. They take away from who you are and there is more to you. There is more to all of us than the one or two demons we portray.
We bring out the dead with our words, with our hearts, with our actions. And we all have so many dearly departed. We cant forget them. We would be doing them an injustice and I refuse to forget the face of my father.
My name is John this time around. And I scream and I pray and I yell and I whisper. I whisper for someone to care as much as you and I do Rumpke. Whispering for someone to care about the past and this old home. A few answer the call but there should have been so many more. And yes that too makes me even more sad.
There are not many of us left. We truly are a dying breed. So I got to ask Rumpke, what will you do with yourself if you lose your title? Will you continue on and keep trying to save our home or will you run and hide like so many? I think I know the answer. You are the type that you do not run, you do not hide, you do not back down from the gods and monsters in this world or any other. Am I right ? I think I am.
I think that is all I have to say.
Goodluck to us on Titans.
Fade to light
