As supplied by history, we see just nations, when really it was only ever individuals dusting off their whims, embellished with peculiarities. I for one loved the seasons of dust. They reminded me of so much excitement. Take the recklessness necessary to school communities and teach minds that we then called the object of our pursuit. Leaving it to the millions ultimately maketh people deliver the great delusion.
It is named attention, but truly? No such folly to roll and wallow in ever supplied a nation with members. But still this desire will be seen as glory.
It appears both scruple and all senses have gone. They must. Picking in rivers of blood for one single harvest. Take all our touching groans and tears, and ours appearing to posterity as a truly cruel age, not affording our annals this: The population still said their thought with finest wits. It fancied itself not the sepulchre of multitudes but sung far and wide across the land, including all.
I am at a forgiving age. Fare well, fear, thou belongest to the devil. Warm your victims, me not among them. Be delusion.
As supplied by history, we see just nations, when really it was only ever individuals dusting off their whims, embellished with peculiarities. I for one loved the seasons of dust. They reminded me of so much excitement. Take the recklessness necessary to school communities and teach minds that we then called the object of our pursuit. Leaving it to the millions ultimately maketh people deliver the great delusion. It is named attention, but truly? No such folly to roll and wallow in ever supplied a nation with members. But still this desire will be seen as glory. It appears both scruple and all senses have gone. They must. Picking in rivers of blood for one single harvest. Take all our touching groans and tears, and ours appearing to posterity as a truly cruel age, not affording our annals this: The population still said their thought with finest wits. It fancied itself not the sepulchre of multitudes but sung far and wide across the land, including all. I am at a forgiving age. Fare well, fear, thou belongest to the devil. Warm your victims, me not among them. Be delusion.