And let's be honest: who doesn't like sweat?
I need proof.
*insert biggest sigh the world has ever known here*
Pics or it didn't happen.
I got bored of it before I made an account.
As a neutral agent I'd like to point out that you're both being embarassingly unfunny. Now kiss and make up.
Quality over quantity, yes.
@Forgotten Hymn: English is much easier for me, even though my country has a French-speaking region. I don't know any Spanish though, sorry. Comment: As promised, here are my German ones (with translations). You'll notice that the tone of these poems is much different than the ones in French. Hope you'll enjoy them! Kinder Von Asche Kannst du sie noch sehen? Lachende Kinder Die Gabe habe ich vergeudet Ich sehe und höre nur Das Lächeln von dem Feuer Die Welt kennt mein Geheimnis Mein Liebelingsspielzeug ist Leid Aber jedes Mal wenn ich spiele Sollen der Grund, das Wasser Und der Himmel mich hassen Wissen sie dann nicht Dass Überfremdung von Unschuld Uns allen schadet? Wissen sie dann nicht Dass ich je auch ein Mensch war? Children Of Ashes Can you still see them? Laughing children I have squandered that gift I only see and hear The smiling of the fire The world knows my secret My favourite toy is pain But every time I play The earth, the water And the heavens will hate me Don't they know then That hyperxenesis from innocence Hurts us all? Don't they know then That I was human once too? ~ Trauerkreuz Wenn Geliebte sich aufgeben Sich über einander falzen Um die Wolken zu schauen Dann werde ich ihre steinern Blicke tragen und ich baue mir einen schwarzen Turm Ein Turm mit erwürgenden Armen soll den Hals von Sonnenlicht brechen Er soll mir alle Wolken geben Denn ich habe keine Geliebte Also darf ich Wolken schauen Mourn Cross When lovers give eachother up Fold themselves over one another To stare at the clouds Then I will carry their stone gazes And build me a black tower A tower with strangling arms Will break the sunlight's neck He'll give me all the clouds For I have no lover So I may stare at the clouds
Diablo Boulevard --- Second Coming
I hear ya. Too bad we missed the action though.
I found this hilarious.
Way to completely miss the point. I was merely saying that, considering the sheer amount of time that has passed (because time is still measurable), an accident is quite likely to have occured at some point. Logic at its simplest.
I think we misunderstood eachother. Never mind. It's not important. I meant to say that there is probably no instinct that would make someone choose to save any old man over any old woman.
I wasn't just talking about family members. I meant to include friends and lovers and the like as well. Also, one could argue all of our emotions could be retraced to more pristine instincts. But doing so is where I draw the line. I hope to be rational but to remain "humane". I try not to see emotions as complex instincts, much less as a chain reaction of molecules. And much like other emotions I believe these can be repressed, put aside and resisted against. On a side note, I question your argument of the older man and woman. There are no known cases in the animal kingdom of an instinct that seeks to preserve an entire species at once. Instincts are almost always located on the level of an individual.
My Brightest Diamond --- Dragonfly
