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Started by Thurnez Isa, April 08, 2007, 01:04:29 AM

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Thurnez Isa

April 08, 2007, 01:04:29 AM
Me, John the Baptist and John of Patmos tagged behind the congregation traveling towards the mountain. In the marsh there came two paths up the mountain. At the top of one stood the distant figure of Einstein, with his arms open as if on a cross, at top the other Dr. Frankenstein mourning creation.
Everyone in the congregation paused. The wind pierced the woman, and an approaching cold air frightened the men and children – and so they turned around, and traveled back to the swamp of tears and the comfort of lies, to sink with screams and tearing of their own skin.
Through me the way to the city of woe, Through me the way to everlasting pain, Through me the way among the lost.
Justice moved my maker on high.
Divine power made me, Wisdom supreme, and Primal love.
Before me nothing was but things eternal, and eternal I endure.
Abandon all hope, you who enter here.
Dante
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