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September 2003

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September 2003
9/28/03 cx To fall down before the great beast and
plead for an end. The on slot of death and
destruction to the bitter end. So not to awaken the
true power... But you push on. The surface of the
planet is thin and the life on it fragile, do not care?
Where does your power come from? Do you
understand their is only one Judge, one jury, and
only one executioner. No army in the world can
compare to the power of the Diplomat, and you
have no idea where it is.
9/15/03 cx YOU WIN! Congratulations, you have
defeated me, destroyed my hopes and dreams,
thrown my love onto the fire of hatred.
Congratulations! Live well, I wish the best for you
and yours. And may I never hear from you or of you
again but the blood runs pure in Eden! You will
always know my name, the truth, and in the end that
is on your shoulders... My life and my love will
succeed me, but my hatred and bitterness will
always have a name, your name!
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July 2003
7/25/03 cx For what we once used catapults, we
now use intercontinental nuclear missiles. What will
tomorrow bring?
7/17/03 cx So came darkness over the light,
misunderstanding of prophecy. As it was intended
to happen, or was it.
Is this the question, or have I lost sight. Become to
intertwined with my devices to be able to
understand them any longer. There is always some
one better, faster, smarter... So do I give up, admit
failure. The rest of the world shakes as the bush
administration reigns terror on the free world. My
dream of Zion, no where near completion. I am torn
by my vices, and my skills, neither of which are
really the point. I am Babylon, on my knees before
the beast. I hate it. Can you see the daze in my
eyes... Drifting as I grow older not wiser. An
ordinary life will be the death of me. I cower before
the possibility of change. This is not me, this is not
who I am. The destiny of a star is to fade away or
explode. I am not a star, I am but a weak minded
intellectual. I crave the freedom of my youth, fear
the pain of growing old. I always said I did not want
to live past 27. In my teenage years I felt it was all
down hill after that. I wanted to change the world,
but I did not understand the complexity of human
interaction and control. My goal was to wander the
world and learn all I could about past cultures and
dead religions.
Now I wonder how I will pay my bills, stay young,
and live threw my death. What is it about people...