When the pain reaches it's apogee, the spirit relieves itself from all shackles of sanity and self consciousness. It shuns all rational thinking and becomes self-aware of it's own existence. It bestows upon friends it's love and claims vengeance upon it's foes. Like a phoenix it is then reborn from it's own ashes.
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Hungry Shakespeare?
To eat, or not to eat: that is the question: Whether it is nobler to let the tummy suffer The bursts and pangs of irrepressible hunger, Or to grab a snack to end all the trouble. And to satisfy the hunger? To eat: to sleep;
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