*appears in a lone shore at night, an ocean in my back and looking at the stars above*
. . .missleading title?. . .oh well. . .
. . .so, im just wanted to say sorry for not being around lately, im just too busy and tired with work. . .so dont think i forgot this place or got tired of it, cuz i wouldnt go w/out saying bye. . .
. . .i still wont be around for about a month or so. . .but i'll try. . .
. . .and now, as for the title. . .
*picks up white rose and takes a close, appreciating look at it*
. . .every passing second brings us closer to death. . .even before we are born, we are doomed. . .and thus, if not dead, we are dying. . .charming, isnt it?. . .
*puts rose away*
. . .and now, for those who feel i wasted your time, here's a little present, you might have seen it, and just as likely, you might have not. . .
http://es.youtube.com/watch?v=Cw2omr...eature=related
*turns around and starts walking slowly towards the ocean, holding the rose high, watching it in the moonlight*
". . .even if the morrow is barren of promises,
nothing shall forestall my return. . ."
*banishes*