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| Posted By: |
Spaminacan |
| Date: |
22-May-2006-16:51:37 |
| Subject: |
A Battle |
So I'm bopping along in life, things were a lot of fun, then an old friend appeared. My worthy opponent. The shit as we know it. Funny, but I tend to forget about it being there. Always when I remember I have to fight to get where I'm going, the road becomes clear. The cloudy bullshit in life fades and the sun breaks thru. So easy to defeat the shit when you become aware it's fucking with you. I like the junkyard dog approach. You see the shit and become an enraged junkyard dog. Ripping and tearing the measly stuff apart that really only has power when you give it yours. It's fun to kill it and be the conqueror. No special gifts required. Just your imagination that you are bigger and badder than any stupid image it can conjure in your mind. Your will Power is what will lead you to victory.
Now I know some of you don't believe in this stuff. Either you're rather naive or having to be a warrior just isn't your path this time. Good for you. |
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