Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling! Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling. Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight, Waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight, There my pretty lady is, River-woman's daughter, Slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water. Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing Comes hopping home again. Can you hear him singing? Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! and merry-o! Goldberry, Goldberry, merry yellow berry-o! Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your roots away! Tom's in a hurry now. Evening will follow day. Tom's going home again water-lilies bringing. Hey! Come derry dol! Can you hear me singing? Hop along, my little friends, up the Withywindle! Tom's going on ahead candles for to kindle. Down west sinks the Sun: soon you will be groping. When the night-shadows fall, then the door will open, Out of the window-panes light will twinkle yellow. Fear no alder black! Heed no hoary willow! Fear neighter root nor bough! Tom goes on before you. Hey now! merry dol! We'll be waiting for you! Hey! Come derry dol! Hop along, my hearties! Hobbits! Ponies all! We are fond of parties. Now let the fun begin! Let us sing together! Now let the song begin! Let us sing together! Of sun, stars, moon and mist, rain and cloudy weather, Light on the budding leaf, dew on the feather, Wind on the open hill, bells on the heather, Reeds by the shady pool, lilies on the water: Old Tom Bombadil and the River-daughter! Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow; Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow. I had an errand there: gathering water-lilies, green leaves and lilies white to please my pretty lady, the last ere the year's end to keep them from the winter, to flower by her pretty feet till the snows are melted. Each year at summer's end I go to find them for her, in a wide pool, deep and clear, far down the Withywindle; there they open first in spring and there they linger latest. By that pool long ago I found the River-daughter, fair young Goldberry sitting in the rushes. Sweet was her singing then, and her heart was beating! And that proved well for you-- for now I shall no longer go down deep again along the forest-water, not while the year is old. Nor shall I be passing Old Man Willow's house this side of spring-time, not till the merry spring, when the River-daughter dances down the withy-path to bathe in the water. Ho! Tom Bombadil, Tom Bombadillo! By water, wood and hill, by the reed and willow, By fire, sun and moon, harken now and hear us! Come, Tom Bombadil, for our need is near us! Old Tom Bombadil is a merry fellow, Bright blue his jacket is, and his boots are yellow. None has ever caught him yet, for Tom, he is the master: His songs are stronger songs, and his feet are faster. Get out, you old wight! Vanish in the sunlight! Shrivel like the cold mist, like the winds go wailing, Out into the barren lands far beyond the mountains! Come never here again! Leave your barrow empty! Lost and forgotten be, darker than the darkness, Where gates stand for ever shut, till the world is mended. Wake now my merry lads! Wake and hear me calling! Warm now be heart and limb! The cold stone is fallen; Dark door is standing wide; dead hand is broken. Night under Night is flown, and the Gate is open! Hey! now! Come hoy now! Wither do you wander? Up, down, near or far, here, there or yonder? Sharp-ears, Wise-nose, Swish-tail and Bumpkin, White-socks my little lad, and old Fatty Lumpkin!
Kain is deified. The Clans tell tales of Him. Few know the truth. He was mortal once, as were we all. However, His contempt for humanity drove him to create me, and my brethren. I am Raziel, first-born of his lieutenants. I stood with Kain and my brethren at the dawn of the empire. I have served him a millennium. Over time, we became less human and more, divine. Kain would enter the state of change and emerge with a new gift. Some years after the master, our evolution would follow. Until I had the honor of surpassing my Lord. For my transgression, I earned a new kind of reward... ...agony. There was only one possible outcome - my eternal damnation. I, Raziel, was to suffer the fate of traitors and weaklings - to burn forever in the bowels of the Lake of the Dead. Tumbling, burning with white-hot fire. I plunged into the depths of the abyss. Unspeakable pain, relentless agony, time ceased to exist. Only this torture...and a deepening hatred of the hypocrisy that damned me to this hell! An eternity passed, and my torment receded, bringing me back from the precipice of madness. The descent had destroyed me, and yet I lived. [A disembodied voice bellows] Elder God: Raziel. You are worthy.
Y'know when your mum says she loves you, and when you say it back, you know its nt ture, because you hate the sight f them and you cant ****ing stand their ****ing voice and hw it never shuts up and its always there for longer than it should be, and how youd be so happy smashing her head against a wall for a few hours... t feels kinda bad. But hey! My dads not asleep in the toilet room anymore so I think im gunna go bed now. Night KHV <3
They say there is a light. Sometimes I can see it, shining so bright, a beacon of hope the reason for my plight. I reach out at night, feeling for the warmth. But all I touch is my horizon. I listen out at night for the sound of a God I once believed in But all I hear is lasting silence. An amaranth will never fade, true enough. But that doesn't mean it won't stain and crumple. Woe for the fallen For the righteous path they have lost Woe for the fallen For they find themselves lost in a dark wood. Where the clear path is lost to them. In a panic they rush forth plunging deeper into their self consuming darkness. Woe for the fallen For they are ignorant of their own folly They throw themselves into darkness They expect to find comfort in the sorrow. Woe for the fallen, for they cannot find the light. And like a disciple of the witness They judge upon their sacred eye. But did not their own God, who they cry out to at night say to them, to fix yourself before trying to fix others? I look at the mirror and shudder as I see th reflection in the mirror of me. Fallen from grace battered and bruised. Where is MY saviour, does he hate me? Why did you take it all? Everything that was good in me? You knew the darkness that lingered in me. You knew the sorrow I had chained up inside of me. Yet you stripped away my light. You broke the chains, and in doing so chained me up inside myself. Ill concieved justice, O better to be dead than this. As so many times I have stared into deaths face. So many times I have looked into Hell. And even they would not bear me. Look into my eyes and tell me what you see. A cold pit of darkness, an apathetic shell. Lo, behold that which is my mind. Look deeper, and find the dying flicker of a light, coming from a fragmented and coreless soul. And my spirit, vacant, vanished, that with malevolent desire fled this shell and left for Hell, Becoming one of the very people that torment me. They tell me that I have a choice. But I have tried every path, and all lead into the void, I have found dolitude my best ally, sorrow my only strength. The isole prevails. Believe me when I say it's not this skin but the stranger living deep inside. Deep down in my own blood I'm sure be free. Although I'd be cold, and surely sould not see a thing. But maybe all that matters not, I might even remember what I forgot. The reason of it, and of it all, the rise and yes, for sure, also the fall. So dark is my light, The demons were so right, to leave me here. Step into my darkness. See life through my eyes a moment, if you dare. I lay it in your hands, incase you understand. But tread lightly, and be brief, for the clear path is lost And you would do well not to lose yourself. Feel my sorrow, just for a moment. And true woe you shall understand. Can I call this my curse? Or is it just my own folly, at wishing to be something I can be no longer. Step into my life, if you so chooose. But if you must, I have but one thing to say. Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'entrate ___________________ It's not finished.
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so liek hai guise im like totally liek hyper and sleepy at the same time and its liek WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT? .... WWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTT? SO LIEK toDAY I GOTS A MARIO PLUSHIE OFF MY BF AND ITS LIEK TEH COOLIEST THING EVER AND I PLAYED WITH IT DURING SKEWL AND IT WAS UBER KEWL AND I DIDNT GO TO PHYSICS BECAUSE MARIO AND WOO ALSO I JUST STOPPED PLAYING GUNZ AND MY BEST DESCRIPTION OF THE GAME IS HOW TO PLAE: PRESS ALL TEH BUTT0NRZ AT ONCE ABOUT 8 TIEMZ A SECOND AND DUN BE SCRUB K AND ITS ALL LIEK YOU FRYING AROUND WIF GUN AND SWORD LIKE WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ZOOM ZOM HOLY CRAP IM RUNNING ON A WALL ALSO I LIKE BRUTAL LEGEND BECAUSE IT IS A LEGEND AND IT IS BRUTAL AND IT IS MDE OUT OF EARWAX AND EARWAX IS VERY BAD BECAUSE IT WILL MAKE YOU POOP BANANAS THHAT TASTE LIKE MILKSHAKE AND THEN YOU HAVE TO POST THEM TO YOUR FRIENDS AND THEN THEYRE LIEK OMGWTFBBQ JOO SENT ME TEH P00P BANANA AND J00R LIIIKE HHEEEEELLLLZ YEAH, YA DIG? AND THEYRE LIKE WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT WAT IS AN AWESOME WORD I LIKE TO SAY IT WITH LOTS OF A'S BECAUSE THEN IT SOUNDS LIKE I AM HOLDING IT LIKE I HOLD MY MARIO PLUSHIE OR MY BREAD BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO HOLD YOUR BREAD LIKE A MARIO OR IT WILL TURN INTO A FISH AND YOU DONT WANT ABREAD FISH BECAUSE BREADFISH IS BAD FOR THE SEMI LOWER FATTER BOWELS. ALSO I AM A POTATO AND I WANT YOU ALL TO KNOW THAT I WUBBLE JOOOOOOOO HEAAAARRRTTT <3333333333333333333 WIF ROTS OF THREES CUZ IT ARE TEH MEAN TGHAT I ARE TEH UBER L0V0R OF TEH KHVEES YA KNOW!
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for a christian to choose to remain in darkness? This question burdens me oft times though I always get the same answer.
guise i are boreded and wants a new gaem to plai :c
how do you forget someone? Someone who you wasted years of your life on Someone who became your everything Someone you were prepared to die and go to hell for Someone who said they'd never betray you Never hurt you Someone who it hurt too much to stay with Someone who you either had to leave or kill yourself Someone you had to run away from Someone who infected you with their existence so you can never stop thinking about them How do you forget them?
*spend 3 hours downloading SMT:Imagine online" OMGAWD IM SO EXCITED *5 minutes in* ... wow this sucks *2 hours later* OH MY FREAKING GOD THIS IS ****ING HORRIBLE, ITS LIKE WOW AND RUNESCAPE HAD A BABY AND ROHAN WAS THE GODFATHER ;_; And it was never touched again.
ZOMG IM GETTING A COPY OF JET SET RADIO FOR CHRISTMAS I just hope i dont lose it this time meh 3rd time lucky. Although i still havent tracked down a fresh copy of Jet Set Radio Future ;_;
my life is complete.
[shape da future] if you dont know this reference then I am disappoint
[Has anybody seen my tambourine?]
[o hai thar DP]
[probably, I dont use magical hax to remember my dreams >=|]
Is it supposed to be confusing, or a silly joke or what?
And I've finally plucked up the courage to do it And yes I'm copying this from a thread in the Spam Zone. I hate people. To me socialising is like sticking your hand in the toilet afret taking a diahrea dump, I just can't stand the idea. At school at break time instead of going outside like everyone else I wander the corridors, and if I get sent outside I sit along away from my firends, and only speak if spoken to. I ahte talking, I cant stand people's voiced, like in chemistry I have a friend called James, and he always wants to have a conversation, and I can't stand it, there are times when I;ve told him to shut the **** up because I cant stand his voice, and hes just laughed and carries on. At one point I actually started trying tos cratch my throat out because I couldn't stand the torture. I also have a lot of trouble sleeping, due to constantly hearing things in the night, picturing things watching me in my sleep, or at one point, I convinced myself that the fovernment erased my memories while I slept, and that it was contreolled by aliens that watched me and did things to me in my sleep. I also convinced myself that there was something outside my door and barricaded it at night. I can only sleep during the day, never at night. I also have hallucinations, one is in the form of a white girl who i suaully only see for a split second, although som etimes its prolonged, sometimes she's crying and sometimes not, I also hear a voice that always questions whatever I'm doing. I can't stand my mother. I nevver could. I ahte talking to her (although I hate talking to pretty much anyone) and shes always questioning me and complainign about me. AI constantly feel like a burden with her about and have even had thouhtts of killing her in the past. She complains alot because I procrastinate and I often forget to do something when she asks, like earlier today she asked me to lock the front door, and when I got to the kitchen I'd forgotten what the asked me to do. And another instance today, I was making her a drink, and I forgot which was the cup and which was the coffee container, and knocked the cup over with the container lid. Sometimes I'm really apathetyic, other times I want to break down and cry, and others I'm abnormally hyper, it seems random. I also have the problem of dooing... wel.. nothing. There are times where I've sat there doing nothing for HOURS because I didnt have the motivation to do anything. I also hate eatting, to me eating is a chore, not something to be enjoyed. Sometimes I dont understand what people say, or dont understand bosy language either, and I've forgotten what I was going to write. thats it. And soemtimes I think that there are coded messages to me in car number plates. I get confused about EVERYTHING. As in I dont understand anything. I'm a mathematician/physician so I';m obsessed with understanding things and well, The best way t explain this is with an example of something that happens to me sometimes in maths. Ill be doing a VERY SIMPLE equation like 35+67 and I'll have no idea what the answer is and how to work it out. I'll suddenly become very confused and want to cry, ill start hitting myself and making distressed noises. Well its like that except I dont get ANYTHING AT ALL I'll often say that I don't think what we're experiencing is real, and that I'm confused. In fact. I'll definetely sy I'm confused, I become extremely insecure and just want to run away I also confuse words, and sometimes have trouble reading I feel like God has abandoned me...
*enters GunZ tournament for the first time in months* *get paired with one of the best glads I've ever seen* :why?: < my face
