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I now know thee, thou clear spirit, and I now know that thy right worship is defiance. To neither love nor reverence wilt thou be kind; and e'en for hate thou canst but kill; and all are killed. No fearless fool now fronts thee. I own thy speechless, placeless power; but to the last gasp of my earthquake life will dispute its unconditional, unintegral mastery in me. In the midst of the personified impersonal, a personality stands here. Though but a point at best; whencesoe'er I came; wheresoe'er I go; yet while I earthly live, the queenly personality lives in me, and feels her royal rights. But war is pain, and hate is woe. Come in thy lowest form of love, and I will kneel and kiss thee; but at thy highest, come as mere supernal power; and though thou launchest navies of full-freighted worlds, there's that in here that still remains indifferent. Oh, thou clear spirit, of thy fire thou madest me, and like a true child of fire, I breathe it back to thee.
The lightning flashes through my skull; mine eye-balls ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some stunning ground. Oh, oh! Yet blindfold, yet will I talk to thee. Light though thou be, thou leapest out of darkness; but I am darkness leaping out of light, leaping out of thee!
Oh, thou magnanimous! now I do glory in my genealogy. But thou art but my fiery father; my sweet mother, I know not. Oh, cruel! what hast thou done with her? There lies my puzzle; but thine is greater. Thou knowest not how came ye, hence callest thyself unbegotten; certainly knowest not thy beginning, hence callest thyself unbegun. I know that of me, which thou knowest not of thyself, oh, thou omnipotent. There is some unsuffusing thing beyond thee, thou clear spirit, to whom all thy eternity is but time, all thy creativeness mechanical. Through thee, thy flaming self, my scorched eyes do dimly see it. Oh, thou foundling fire, thou hermit immemorial, thou too hast thy incommunicable riddle, thy unparticipated grief. Here again with haughty agony, I read my sire. Leap! leap up, and lick the sky! I leap with thee; I burn with thee; would fain be welded with thee; defyingly I worship thee!

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Ahoy there! I don't have much to say but a lot of space to fill. I will write a few of my favorite words.

Anything that doesn't pertain to calling me Raya

I am found of the insults cock mongrel, ass clown, and shove a broom stick up your asshole.

Pelvis
Three
The letter E
Incoherence

Here are some of my favorite activities

putting my secret parts on sharp things
Running around with
said sharp things
with my secret parts still close to them.
Flipping over cruise liners

And finally, keeping things short and sweet.

Once again, my name is over to the left. my sig down under, and hopefully #h down there as well.
I didn't have much to say, but I'd like to hear that the effort I did put in it got me somewhere.

Holy shit whats with all these awesome people applying all of a sudden

Also we should totally change our current application to something less annoying.

Oh and yes to both





Double yes to Raya ;D

>awesome people

No to both. I hate them both. I advise you not to add them.

OKAY, new application topic.

whoa sweet hi raya and wiggi hi sup


hi

The Number 1,
He lurks in the dark,
Awaits for my soul,
When I fear him,he searchs for my,
Hanted my soul,
She was beutifull,Cause she was beuitifull
When I saw her face it was in a Crowded place.
Oh and I didnt see the Number right there.
#hnnnng disaster hope happens to me.


Well as allways My name is here my sig is here well hope I have the clan aswell.Well thanks for your time.

Is that an advertisement for viagra? Are you a spambot?

Lack of image of the flavor of D makes me a sad panda