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09 April 2015 @ 10:46 pm
God of lies/Final truth  
This storm will continue until change is made.
Sensations will not improve on their own.
Believing others aren't people is the lynchpin of this first, tired machine.
Change this and it's death will mercifully descend.

This stone wont roll until you polish it.
The relief won't begin until the fever breaks.
Night will not begin until the monkey ends his howl.
We do not learn well from blunt force trauma... we find fear, but not much else.