What did you do today? Did you make a new friend? Did you make any decisions at all? Each day seems so much like the one before. Like everything is becoming less and less significant. However, everything we do is significant. Everything we do leads to another thing that leads to another thing which eventually leads to success or failure.
Once upon a time, I had to make a decision, as to who would be my first boyfriend or girlfriend. David or Rebecca. Now, it seems like a pointless decision, but really, I have to think about all the conversations I had because I went with Rebecca. Sure, conversations seem pointless, but with each conversation comes thoughts, ideas, and all that. Interests are created, as are chances for new friends, and realizations which could lead to a new goal in life.
We are not in control of our lives. Well, we are, but it's scary as hell to think that if I hadn't brought a certain manga with me to school one day, I wouldn't have sparked a friendship with two great people, that if I hadn't gone to the same AOL chat room several times, I wouldn't have met people that changed my perspective on poetry and literature, that if I hadn't gotten into something dumb like Yu-Gi-Oh cards, I wouldn't have met the wonderful woman I'm with today.
I picked Rebecca once upon a time. I will never know what things would've been like if I had picked David. I don't know what my new interests would've been, I don't know what friends I would've gained, and I don't know what direction I would be choosing with my life today.
Everything we do is significant. Think through what you do everyday, you might get a new friend, or create a new foe.
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The grey-blue sky keeps the sun shining on the four worlds of the tenth degree
Flowers of fire bloom upon the haunting melodies of sweet sweet sorrow sending up clouds of mist to caress the newborn child of the dawn
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The grey-blue sky keeps the sun shining on the four worlds of the tenth degree
Flowers of fire bloom upon the haunting melodies of sweet sweet sorrow sending up clouds of mist to caress the newborn child of the dawn
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The grey-blue sky keeps the sun shining on the four worlds of the tenth degree
Flowers of fire bloom upon the haunting melodies of sweet sweet sorrow sending up clouds of mist to caress the newborn child of the dawn
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The grey-blue sky keeps the sun shining on the four worlds of the tenth degree
Flowers of fire bloom upon the haunting melodies of sweet sweet sorrow sending up clouds of mist to caress the newborn child of the dawn
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To gain an intimate knowledge of our engines of war
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Greetings from VUX!... the last word in life form destruction!
To gain an intimate knowledge of our engines of war
simply place both hands over your eyes and count to three.
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