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:: The Crown of Destruction ::
"those who cling to worthless idols, forfeit the grace that could be theirs"
Saturday, January 28, 2012
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Thursday, December 8, 2011
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Saturday, December 3, 2011
Friday, December 2, 2011
Death and the Soldier
concept idea:
There is an old russian folktale about a soldier who captured Death inside a bag in order to grant mankind immortality. At first he was hailed as a hero, but soon the problem became apparent: people still got old, got sick, went hungry, got wounded.. but death could not claim them and free them of their suffering. Each moment would be agony. Those who starved lacked the strength to move yet felt the hunger. The wounded would not pass away, kept in twilight. The old have lost all memory of who or what they are, eventually going insane.
Terrified by the result of his actions, the soldier opened the bag and let death out. Death was so terrified of the soldier's might that he immediately fled. While he claimed all of the others, he never did dare to come close to the soldier again, and so when the soldier himself got old Death refused to accept him.
No foe could kill the soldier - even without his immortality he was too skilled. The soldier went to heaven, but angels barred the way, saying what he did upset the natural order and so he cannot enter. The soldier then went to hell, but the devil heard of his prowess and feared that he would kill him and take over. With nothing from heaven to hell being able to kill him, the soldier had no choice but to wander the earth aimlessly, slowly forgetting everything beside this tale.
There is an old russian folktale about a soldier who captured Death inside a bag in order to grant mankind immortality. At first he was hailed as a hero, but soon the problem became apparent: people still got old, got sick, went hungry, got wounded.. but death could not claim them and free them of their suffering. Each moment would be agony. Those who starved lacked the strength to move yet felt the hunger. The wounded would not pass away, kept in twilight. The old have lost all memory of who or what they are, eventually going insane.
Terrified by the result of his actions, the soldier opened the bag and let death out. Death was so terrified of the soldier's might that he immediately fled. While he claimed all of the others, he never did dare to come close to the soldier again, and so when the soldier himself got old Death refused to accept him.
No foe could kill the soldier - even without his immortality he was too skilled. The soldier went to heaven, but angels barred the way, saying what he did upset the natural order and so he cannot enter. The soldier then went to hell, but the devil heard of his prowess and feared that he would kill him and take over. With nothing from heaven to hell being able to kill him, the soldier had no choice but to wander the earth aimlessly, slowly forgetting everything beside this tale.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
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Friday, November 25, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Safe Trailer (Jason Statham)
doesnt matter what its about. guns, car chases, witty lines, ass kickings = yes.
Monday, November 21, 2011
How to love a woman.
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”
-Bob Marley
Sunday, November 20, 2011
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