The Bunker
And here...And here I stand, yet so alone in sadness and in pain. When all this holds my destiny but seems yet all in vain. I’m not afraid to be this way,And here...
cause all seems so unreal. I try to hide but cannot hide what I inside here feel. And endless stream of questions flowing trough my mind and yet it feels that all I seek I won’t ever find. O if there was just one
to hear these cries from deep within. A friend of mine that lives
and rests under my skin. A never-ending story of nonexistent things. That if it was just real I could finally sp
EzraelWandering over the fields of ‘valor’, The child draws near,Ezrael
A dark gaze shines in here eyes, and all others, filled with fear. Her touch consumes, inflicts all harm, her words burn through skin, screeching in the dark… Those warriors fallen by her charm, A path they have chosen, unable to embark.
And when she arises, the forces are left, within the hands of this timeless child. the eyes turn red, filled with the shadows of death. Trough these swirling entities, she cries. Her touch consumes, and all is lost, Another instant to perish… &nb
HCITA Hypothesis Concerning Individual TruthHCIT
There is a variety of aspects that contribute towards our exploration for legitimacy. Though to an extend it would appear no individual had ascertained the capacity to view the image of truth. Therefore one must enquire as first objective, what is truth? Within this script I will not explicate the particular aspects that contribute to certainty, rather to where this concept is to be found.
I do acknowledge there are particular interpretations that contain a elevated amount of certainly, e.g. the existence of the individual. However our ability to comprehend the characteristic
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Laela (leni)
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