| I became obsessed with the mind, the conscious, thinking, living mind. I wanted to make it bigger, maybe I'll do a continuation, or sequel, or whatever it would be... |
| I became obsessed with the mind, the conscious, thinking, living mind. I wanted to make it bigger, maybe I'll do a continuation, or sequel, or whatever it would be... |


To Dan Gilgoff and Ray ComfortTo the author: Nearly every time I read a creationist opinion of atheists they say that "atheists are angry" or that "atheists are angry with God". Let me tell you this is the furthest thing from the truth (at least in my case, I do know some fairly angry people who are atheists). I would like to say that I have never been angered by a creationist, except through their insistence upon a clearly false proposition (and even then it could be more accurately described as frustration).To Dan Gilgoff and Ray Comfort
Next I would like to address the supposed connection between Evolution (the current (Darwin's) theory) and Hitler. As you will see in the first l


A Song Sung by Those Left...A song that is sung of liberty and, Sacrifice. Given by those in our eye, Of ephemeral youth, born of this land. For them nations perennially cry.A Song Sung by Those Left...
Bullets and guns, bullets and guns and gas, Throw me away for a good soldier's pay. Bullets and guns, bullets and guns and gas, To keep them at bay for just one more day.
A lady at home, there waiting for me, Working a man's job; despite her weakness. Over the sea, I'll arrive home to thee, And we'll embrace in felicitousness.
If only I endure another score, Of bullets and guns, of bombings and more.
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The Twilight DragonThe Azure Sea... It brought me from a land far away... And saved me from Death.The Twilight Dragon
For I am the Twilight Dragon... I Drain sorrow from The World... And I soar, watching, waiting.
The Azure Sky... It helped my journey... And gave me favourable winds after storms.
For I am the Twilight Dragon... I Drain sorrow from The World... And I soar, watching, waiting.
The Blackened Rose... It walked beside me... And blossomed as I grew.
For I am the Twilight Dragon... I Drain sorrow from The World... And I soar, watching,


ExpectedI wanna know what’s it’s like to beExpected
Awkward and innocent
Gangly and hapless I wanna chance to be Useless and destructive Caustic and sarcastic I just want a time A time for me to be me Not to worry about others and what they might think I just want a chance to be I don’t want my regrets, I don’t want to be sorry Don’t look at me that way, Just listen to what I say I’m done with this world And the way that it forces us To be something ridiculous
Preposterous, outrageous Something stereotypical
Completely clichéd Whe
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I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours. -Stephen Roberts
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Dangers of Poetry:
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I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours. -Stephen Roberts
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I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours. -Stephen Roberts
Thank you for the
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Don't let the bastards grind you down.
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I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours. -Stephen Roberts
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Don't let the bastards grind you down.
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I contend that we are both atheists. I just believe in one fewer god than you do. When you understand why you dismiss all the other possible gods, you will understand why I dismiss yours. -Stephen Roberts
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Don't let the bastards grind you down.
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