weesaul
The Quagmire of my Discontent: The Apocalypse of WeeSaul - Abondon all hope, ye who enter here!!!
I wish I was a fisherman...
Tumbling on the seas
Far away from dry land
And its bitter memories
Casting out my sweet line
With abandonment and love...
There are times when I wonder who captains the ship of life. Just who is in charge of making the decisions that I have to life with for all eternity? I would like to see this person step out of the shadows and reveal themselves...
Will my plea ever be answered? Not in this lifetime I fear...
So I suppose that I shall just carry on doing all that I'm instructed to do and this shall be what I shall do and nothing more or nothing less...
Funny it is when one reaches a fork in the road and all direction seem to lead down the path of destruction and yet a path must be chosen for not choosing a course is also a decision made...
And still I type about that which I do not know, and so it shall be from the beginning until the end forever and ever for this is the course that I have chosen or quite possibly had chosen for me...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word...
Far away from dry land
And its bitter memories
Casting out my sweet line
With abandonment and love...
There are times when I wonder who captains the ship of life. Just who is in charge of making the decisions that I have to life with for all eternity? I would like to see this person step out of the shadows and reveal themselves...
Will my plea ever be answered? Not in this lifetime I fear...
So I suppose that I shall just carry on doing all that I'm instructed to do and this shall be what I shall do and nothing more or nothing less...
Funny it is when one reaches a fork in the road and all direction seem to lead down the path of destruction and yet a path must be chosen for not choosing a course is also a decision made...
And still I type about that which I do not know, and so it shall be from the beginning until the end forever and ever for this is the course that I have chosen or quite possibly had chosen for me...
This is the Word of the AntiCrust...
Praise be ye who Read the Word...
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