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    dots Submission Name: Our Gracious Lords Infamousdots
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    Author: Imadjinn
    ASL Info:    17/M/Neverwhere
    Elite Ratio:    4.27 - 340/348/146
    Words: 334
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Misc
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    I dreamed a dialog between myself and a celestial being
    in a park, which might be refered to as eden
    and there I was told to release my preconceptions and fears of the world,
    and that through my natural love and peace, I had become whole
    just as long as I called him father.

    he said "son, there is only you and I, and I am always with you,
    and the truth you were looking for: you were born of my hands."
    and I said "You're not my father."
    then I said "I don't even know you"
    and I said " if you want to help out, send a monthly check.
    For Happiness"

    he said "there is only you and I, and I am always with you"
    he said "you don't have to be afraid,
    because all your problems are gone"
    I said "I can still be afraid you know,
    what you're saying isn't true,
    because no matter what you do, there is always still...

    You"


    And after a long battle of minds at the lords side,
    he decided he didn't care.
    Then we turned from each other, and went our seperate ways.
    and after many many many many many years,
    we forgot which one of us was ourselves,
    and which one was the other.
    but we kept the hatred and revulsion of each other,
    fresh in our mind.
    it was then we realized:
    this was war.
    it was war, who could kill ourselves the fastest.

    you can't die in a world without friction
    no, you can't, no, you can't, no, you can't.
    you can't even strangle yourself,
    if you can't stop breathing.

    you can't die in a world without friction
    no, you can't, no, you can't, no, you can't.
    you can't even strangle yourself,
    if you can't stop breathing.

    I said "I can still be afraid you know,
    what you're saying isn't true,
    because no matter what you do, there is always still...

    You"




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      tell your friend i like this.

    the "you're not my father" line is like a stab in the throat to me somehow. perhaps because ive said that once, and only once, to my step father and i saw the pain smear scross his face like hideous algae on an agar plate.

    i didnt mean it when i said he wasnt my father. i didnt mean to hurt him. i was just upset because my dad is really sick and my step father, who was trying to be supportive, said completely the wrong thing.

    i wonder how god feels when people give him the "youre not my father" line...

    and i think its interesting the way there was the merging of beings... the way neither knew who was who and i get a sense that neither knew who had started or ended the war...

    in my mind i can hear a dylan kind of folk accompanying the lyrics.
    | Posted on 2008-11-28 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]


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