Ver Natus

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And while I'll never understand exactly what you do, I'll always understand your unceasing will to dedicate every breath of air to the craft you know and love.

On great people

Go after the people who make you smile, laugh in admiration—people you feel proud of. People who bring tears to your eyes when you see them happy. People who deserve more of the world than the world deserves them. Because deep down you know the world is a better place when they are in control, contributing to our march to infinity. May their example echo in the minds of great leaders for centuries to come. They are our children, our precious treasure, for they have the power to stir the nodes of nature.

To Love

What does it mean to love? Does it not dictate the complete and utter devotion to a single entity? To flaunt "I love" is a mockery to the countless men who have toiled lifetimes and still don't consider themselves worthy lovers. May we slowly align with our one true love and spend eternity serving them. Only then should we usher those soothing words to the world.

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Died I have long ago
A second life I can easily throw
I traded vitality for an ideology
For it promised transcendency

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Odd intersections come alive,
The world looping in thought.
From a perfect vantage, staring
One can't help but grow anxious
At all that can become.

Hot chocolate

Ay, how a year has gone by
Spare change, spare time
Hard to come by

With finals soon coming to a close
Perhaps we can set some aside
And play games inside

How about a week from tonight
I'll bring the snacks, you bring the vibes
Winner leaves with all the smiles

Life as a stack

Life is sort of like a stack, we get hurt, we try to pop the pain but end up hurting ourselves again. One can't pop until the above pain has also been popped. And so the resultion of man lays inside of himself to dive in and pop all that has pained him since birth. By moving closer to birth, one becomes better prepared for death so you may end where you began.

Arrival

I couldn't help but feel so grateful and excited as the train approached. It feels as if I have toiled away trying to climb some large mountain and finally after years of agony, the view is slowly unfolding through the foliage. And in one instant, the cramps in your legs, eroding fatigue fades, and adrenaline kicks in as you rush to see what's at the top.

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For one must die to be born again

On environment

A person is nothing more than the sum of his environment, and whoever says the opposite is a victim of it

On freedom

Visualized purpose
A glimmer of hope
The happiness felt
When one thinks of sacrifice

Sacrifice for love
For passion that ignites
The senses into action
That is freedom

Yellow Tree

Drought has hit
Why suffer and sit
If the water fled?
The forest is ahead

Choice or circumstance
Will or ignorance
The tree is yellow
It just wants to grow

The Great Union

When the world looks at us as heavenly creatures, we will laugh at our flaws, smile at our imperfections. We will build according to Nature's will: the law of equilibrium--that every struggle has an equal expression. So that within our capacity we may express our struggles in systems that may have the greatest benefit to humanity. And Nature will embrace us for propogating it's mission until the roots of trees engulf our souls. For mimicking nature is the surest way to spend eternity with the Mother of All.

Data

The foundation to every optimal decision is a complete data set. A complete data set is so pure, so elegant, a perfect match to the physical world.

On failure

One should examine their actions to such extreme; so the small may appear large. How do you find variation among input variables? Square them. Internally amplifying failure to this same degree catches minor deviations and brings them to the forefront of consciousness with a splash of orange, fluorescent green. Let thy haunt thy soul until the lessons have been consumed like a homeless man feasting on his weekly bread.

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The more I fly, the more I'm reminded of the winds
The great winds that tug and pull you apart
The same one that caressed you that one afternoon

They discourage flying
Not because they don't want you to
But because they don't know any better

They think they're helping you
Guide that paper airplane you shot in the air
But they'll never teach you how to fly

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You're never far from the streets
When you're ready to stake the lot

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He who does not seize, is taken
Plunged into the abyss
dragged to the depths
where he will reign no more