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Saturday, June 20, 2009

Virtus Vere

The world,
Full of hope,
Full of hate,
Full of love,
Turns as it does,
Up, down, and thereof.

It has beauty worth saving,
Love worth the infinity,

But it would mean little,
Without you.

You are the world that I see,
The thing that matters most,
You set me free.

If the feelings you feel,
Mirror not how I feel,
I will respect your decision,
And accept all as real.

No arguments,
No fights.
Disagreements,
Not worth it.
We deserve our own freedom,
And I know that you've earned it.

You have become part of me,
And the further we go,
You become half of who I am,

I adore you so.
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The world is meaningless,

there is no God or gods, there are no morals, the universe is not moving inexorably towards any higher purpose.
All meaning is man-made, so make your own, and make it well.
Do not treat life as a way to pass the time until you die.
Do not try to "find yourself", you must make yourself.
Choose what you want to find meaningful and live, create, love, hate, cry, destroy, fight and die for it.
Do not let your life and your values and your actions slip easily into any mold, other that that which you create for yourself, and say with conviction, "This is who I make myself".
Do not give in to hope.
Remember that nothing you do has any significance beyond that with which you imbue it.
Whatever you do, do it for its own sake.
When the universe looks on with indifference, laugh, and shout back, "Fuck You!".
Rembember that to fight meaninglessness is futile, but fight anyway, in spite of and because of its futility.
The world may be empty of meaning, but it is a blank canvas on which to paint meanings of your own.
Live deliberately. You are free.