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Proud to be deplorable

The only constant is change

The winds of anger, blows out the candle of intelligence

"Slowly, like moisture entering the dying tree trunk, slowly filling and rotting it, so did the world and inertia creep into his soul; it slowly filled his soul, made it heavy, made it tired, sent it to sleep"

"One must find the source within one's own Self, one must possess it"

Proud to be deplorable

The only constant is change

The winds of anger, blows out the candle of intelligence

"Slowly, like moisture entering the dying tree trunk, slowly filling and rotting it, so did the world and inertia creep into his soul; it slowly filled his soul, made it heavy, made it tired, sent it to sleep"

"One must find the source within one's own Self, one must possess it"

Proud to be deplorable

The only constant is change

The winds of anger, blows out the candle of intelligence

"Slowly, like moisture entering the dying tree trunk, slowly filling and rotting it, so did the world and inertia creep into his soul; it slowly filled his soul, made it heavy, made it tired, sent it to sleep"

"One must find the source within one's own Self, one must possess it"

Proud to be deplorable

The only constant is change

The winds of anger, blows out the candle of intelligence

"Slowly, like moisture entering the dying tree trunk, slowly filling and rotting it, so did the world and inertia creep into his soul; it slowly filled his soul, made it heavy, made it tired, sent it to sleep"

"One must find the source within one's own Self, one must possess it"

I came. I saw. I Concorde.

For once you have tasted Concorde you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.

"I would say today we can integrate all religions and races EXCEPT ISLAM."
Singapore's founding father Lee Kuan Y ew

People who are intimidated by you talk bad about you with hopes that others won't find you so appealing.

Rubatosis - n. the unsettling awareness of your own heartbeat, whose tenuous muscular throbbing feels less like a metronome than a nervous ditty your heart is tapping to itself, the kind that people compulsively hum or sing while walking in complete darkness, as if to casually remind the outside world, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.

The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves. ~ William Penn

I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I truly was.

Revenge is not in my plans. You'll fuck yourself on your own.

“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” ~ Edgar Allan Poe