The Moving Finger writes, and having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a line,
Nor all your tears wash out a Word of it.

The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam - Quattrain 71.

Saturday, August 21, 2004

everybody cries they say
everybody lies
everybody breathes they say
and everybody dies
but somehow that seems strange to me
that we should all believe
so completely what is given us
shoved in our faces.

can you breath?
for i feel "them" pressing down on me
their weight upon my spine
it crushes me and makes me small
and their rules,
they break my mind :(
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