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Start the evening looking for fun, end the morning begging forgiveness.
He had never had much patience for religion. What was it, really, but superstition with money?
The place and time was here and now. It had to be. Claw what you can from the world while it’s on offer ’cause we’re all meat, all dust, written on the sand, gone in a twinkle. You can’t keep it for tomorrow, ’cause tomorrow your hopes won’t all bloom of a sudden, tomorrow will be just like today. Not the time nor the place.
one must sometimes use the weapons of the enemy against them, but if the righteous will stoop to any depths, what separates them from the wicked? Where was the line? Was there a line?
