02-09-2013, 09:24 AM
Second edit:
All that is lush and green and provoking and painful
rests on our side; on the other, darkness.
The choice to sacrifice one's consciousness
may keep it alive, like a sin
which is destroyed by knowledge of it.
I'm ascending the steps of this life
with a gun in my pocket.
First edit:
The door to nothing stands ajar.
All that is lush and green and provoking and painful
rests on our side; on the other is darkness,
an absence of sorrow or love.
The choice to sacrifice your consciousness
may keep it alive, like a sin
which is destroyed by knowledge of it.
I'm ascending the steps of this life
with a gun in my pocket.
Original:
The door to nothing stands ajar.
All that is green and provoking and painful
rests on our side; on the other side is darkness,
an absence of sorrow or love.
The choice to sacrifice your consciousness
may keep it alive, like a sin
which is destroyed by knowledge of it.
I'm ascending the steps of this life
with a gun in my pocket.
All that is lush and green and provoking and painful
rests on our side; on the other, darkness.
The choice to sacrifice one's consciousness
may keep it alive, like a sin
which is destroyed by knowledge of it.
I'm ascending the steps of this life
with a gun in my pocket.
First edit:
The door to nothing stands ajar.
All that is lush and green and provoking and painful
rests on our side; on the other is darkness,
an absence of sorrow or love.
The choice to sacrifice your consciousness
may keep it alive, like a sin
which is destroyed by knowledge of it.
I'm ascending the steps of this life
with a gun in my pocket.
Original:
The door to nothing stands ajar.
All that is green and provoking and painful
rests on our side; on the other side is darkness,
an absence of sorrow or love.
The choice to sacrifice your consciousness
may keep it alive, like a sin
which is destroyed by knowledge of it.
I'm ascending the steps of this life
with a gun in my pocket.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe

