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Getting Through : In Remembrance

Happy Anniversary, Koomi

from Oddman - Friday, August 29, 2008
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August 30th. Your birthday, our anniversary.

28 years ago today, you came into the world.

You lived a hard life.

You survived, long enough to find me.

Thank you.

However short our time together was, it was our time together. It was a gift nobody shared. I don't know where my life will take me, or when my life will be taken, or if perhaps, like you, I'd be the ultimate master of my own fate. But I know this, you know this, I love you, and always will.

I remember the day we met, as if it were yesterday. I was tending bar. It was your birthday. I opened a bottle of champagne, and you weren't quite satisfied.

"Isn't really a birthday present, a bottle of bubbles. You didn't get me a real present?" You fooled around.

We'd only met once or twice. We'd talked about my crazy hairdo. Nothing serious.

"Well then, what would you like, princess?" Mock for mock.

"I'd like one night, with you."

I remember it too well. That moment. That night.

Happy Birthday. Happy Anniversary.

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from Oddman
Saturday, October 11, 2008 - 01:07

~{ Remembrance - By Emily Bronte }~

Cold in the earth―and the deep snow piled above thee,
Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?

Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover
Over the mountains, on that northern shore,
Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover
That noble heart for ever, ever more?

Cold in the earth, and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring:
Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering!

Sweet Love of youth, forgive if I forget thee,
While the world's tide is bearing me along:
Sterner desires and other hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong!

No later light has lightened up my heaven;
No second morn has ever shone for me:
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given,
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.

But when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy,
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,
Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy;

Then did I check the tears of useless passion,
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine.

And even yet I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in Memory's rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?
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from Oddman
Thursday, October 09, 2008 - 09:49

~ A Saint's Damnation ~
by Aleister Crowley

You buy my spirit with those shameless eyes
That burn my soul, you loose the torrent stream
Of my desire, you make my lips your prize,

And on them burns the whole life's hope: you deem
You buy a heart; but I am well aware
How my damnation dwells in that supreme

Passion to feel upon your shoulders bare,
And pass the dewy twilight of our sin
In the intolerable flames of hair

That clothe my body from your head; you win
The devil's bargain; I am yours to kill,
Yours, for one kiss; my spirit for your skin!

O bitter love, consuming all my will!
O love destroying, that hast drained my life
Of all those fountains of dear blood that fill

My heart! O woman, would I call you wife?
Would I content you with one touch divine
To flood your spirit with the clinging strife

Of perfect passionate joy, the joy of wine,
The drunkenness of extreme pleasure, filled
From sin's amazing cup. Oh, mine, mine, mine,

Mine, if your kisses maddened me or killed,
Mine, at the price of my damnation deep,
Mine, if you will, as once your glances willed!

Take me, or break me, slay or soothe to sleep,
If only yours one hour, one perfect hour,
Remembrance and despair and hope to steep.

In the infernal potion of that flower,
My poisonous passion for your blood! Behold!
How utterly I yield, how gladly dower

Our sin with my own spirit's quenched gold,
Clothe love with my own soul's immortal power,
Give thee my body as a fire to hold--
O love, no words, no songs--your breast my bower!
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from scorpion
Thursday, September 04, 2008 - 10:26

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nigger fuck this world, its full of nothing but pain and fast gain. all that you hold dear to you is torn away from you some way or another. when you think you found somthing that you can hold close it will be ripped away from you when you think you have it in your hands to keep. friends?

friends come a dime a dozen, you gotta ask yourself, no matter how "close" you say you are, would they die for you? would they lend you there last 10 grand if that was all they had left and you needed it?

fuck friends fuck a trick bitch. you got your self in life and that is all you will ever have, if you think otherwise you are a fool. fuck life and all that is in it, fuck god if there was one he would have to be pretty fucked in the head, knowing there is so much pain and suffering and just turn a blind eye to it and still ask for respect,respect is earned not demanded or asked for.

you and your girl where close one thing in life that wont lie to you are memories, humans tend to remember memories either better than they where or worse than they where, sounds like you had good memories, keep them close.

I know you are probably in pain right now but one thing about pain is that it creates so many things to remember and reminise on. Im sorry but pain is a good thing my friend, embrace it and grow your heart cold to it. that is the only way to face it when it comes next because that is all that life gives most of.

happiness is but an illusion that one goes through all the pain to get to. Fuck the world, fuck god, fuck all those who dont agree with me cause I really dont give a shit what you think in the first place.

I am sorry, if you do not agree with me then fuck you to than, your a man chin up an face life, if you cannot than you are not worth living. I can only say this because I have been through the pain you are going through if not worse.

by the way, happy anniversary.
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From figaro
Saturday, September 06, 2008, 00:35

I totally agree man. These days all I do is take the pain, loss, sorrow, and disappointment and just keep trudging along. I don't have the energy or the drive to fight, or even reminisce, any more. The fire in me is gone and all I have left with in me to do is just keep on plodding my way down the road to nowhere. Not really sure if this fits into what is being said, just how I feel at the moment. {shrug}(reply to this comment
From scarface
Thursday, September 04, 2008, 12:52

What a great way to hit the nail on the head. You sure know how to compose a heartfelt tear-jerker. When life throws lemons at you, fuck lemonade, eat it raw and enjoy it(reply to this comment
From figaro
Saturday, September 06, 2008, 00:36

In order to make lemonade, you need sugar! Just thought I'd point that out.(reply to this comment

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