_Mercurial
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I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
Sex: Male
Age: 22
Star Sign: Scorpio
Ethnicity: White/Caucasian
Religion: LaVeyan
Sexuality: Bisexual
Marital Status: Married
Height: 5'8" (173cm)
Weight: 125 lbs (57kg)
Location: Ontario, Canada
Signup Date: 20 May 08
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about me
Poet/Independent Writer&Digital Artist
LaVeyan Satanist; Bisexual
Spawned in: Tampa, Florida
GG member since: January 2007
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Chapter XIIV - No Salvation
And on the 8th day, the world was mercurial.
Man and woman, bestowed with freedom of will and spirit, unfurled their mutiny. Not a second of their lives would they spend at bent knee in praise and worship, surrendering themselves daily to a hollow Fuhrer of a false Sabbath Reich.
The universe creates life. Life creates Man. Man creates ego. Ego creates God, worship, and law. Man destroys God, and redirects worship to himself. On it goes, like a worm burrowing through dirt and filth, never-ending. Man trades in his tattered wings and halo for a gun and ammunition, a TV set and anti-depressants. God-like altars cast shadows from the hilltops down on mankind, as they crawl and wallow in their own gutter filth of paper greed and materialist supremacy. Striving to reinvent the wheel, striving to fulfill a prophecy; striving to be one of the chosen ones, entering the meat grinder as a ham and leaving as a slice of bacon.
More for less..that's what you want, right? More money, higher fame, bigger houses, better cars..you want as much as you can get for as little as you have to give.
Are we really such supreme creatures, superior to other species?
We're not evolving, we're devolving..
The apple's fallen back to the branch it grew on..
The earth, its polar ice, and its environment is receding back to its birth..
And Charles Darwin is rolling counter-clockwise in his grave.
The only thing we've really managed to accomplish is a longer lifespan..what value can you place on that? So you've got a few extra years to spend crawling around at the bottom of that hill still trying to make it to the top. In the end, what have you accomplished? Nothing that someone else won't eventually try to reinvent, or completely fuck up for everyone.
Remember the worm. Just like it, you'll live a lifetime of crawling through, living for, and eating filth that's ultimately worthless, only to be picked off in the end like a soldier behind enemy lines. Then what? The decaying remains of your worthless existence return to the soil, just like every other puny organism that falls to a headshot from the bullet called life. So instead of strutting around with your chest out, you might as well get on all fours and learn to crawl like every other humble creature on this planet, because no matter what you do in life, you'll never be worth anything more than what you already are. A fucking worm. Do you hear the flapping of wings approaching? I do.
Sincerely,
Mercurial
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If this world is wearing thin
And you're thinking of escape
I'll go anywhere with you
Just wrap me up in chains
But if you try to go alone
Don't think I'll understand
Stay with me
Stay with me
In the silence of your room
In the darkness of your dreams
You must only think of me
There can be no in between
When your pride is on the floor
I'll make you beg for more
Stay with me
Stay with me
You'd better hope and pray
That you make it safe
Back to your own world
You'd better hope and pray
That you'll wake one day
In your own world
Cause when you sleep at night
They don't hear your cries
In your own world
Only time will tell
If you can break the spell
Back in your own world
Stay with me
Stay with me
Stay, stay with me
Stay, stay, stay, stay, stay
Stay with me
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