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Learn to live psychotic to waste this mind of mine
Deprived of truth and needed blissful thoughts keeps black the color white
I don't give enough, recieve my blanket full of fleas
Leave your life less interesting,.. depend on working things
-- pseudo (firstname.lastname@example.org), February 18, 2002
People see you throught the values of the system,
Not as you really are.
If they aren't liking what they're seeing,
You'll be just another outcast and believe the system is dead,
And you'll resist it to the point of being killed.
Eventhough you know in your heart,
That people will hate you more for going against the system,
Than they would if you went against God himself.
-- Steavo (Pennywise_balloon@hotmail.com), February 19, 2002.
-- anonymously answered, February 19, 2002
Dans nos oscurites,Alume les fe qui ne s'eteint jamais.
Like a wind, spirit fill us with your love. Like a flood, spirit fill us with your joy. In song and silence come, spirit guide our thought and life.
-- denial and Faith (email@example.com), February 28, 2002.