Welcome and hello one and all. Many pardons for my severe absence, but I have returned. It is my dearest desire to wish you many blessings in this new year, for no doubt you and I alike will be needing them.
The times have not been good to me, I fear. My matron is suffering from an affliction of the heart, and I find myself penniless and weary in the wake of the season of giving. Nevertheless, I am making a name for myself. The library of my knowledge is soon to expand with the influx of wisdom from my new course of education. The mathematics of machine language continue to inspire my waking daydreams with visions of a masterpiece. Regrettably, I fear that the most I will be able to achieve is a petite, despairingly simple dot, a mere thumbtack to the railgun of my cognative workings.
But I will perservere. All will be found in time, when the effort is put in to look.
And do look deep, my compatriots and companions. The answer is never too far away.
Leonardo Alexander Sunderson
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Leatherbound memories by Damian_Alpha
My words, my ideas, my million souls of dreams.
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Who am I,
If I locked Myself up tight
In the back of my own mind?
What am I,
If I saw my own corrupt soul
And stopped Me from gaining control?
Where am I,
If I shut Me in there,
But it is me holding the door closed?
If I locked Myself up tight
In the back of my own mind?
What am I,
If I saw my own corrupt soul
And stopped Me from gaining control?
Where am I,
If I shut Me in there,
But it is me holding the door closed?