An Architecture of Exaltation or Defeat

In these early days of my life I am less human than weary embankment.
There’s more than a decade of passion inside me, locked behind the pain-forged walls of reluctance and self-destruction. I am becoming the Great Flood; when the levee breaks, there forth will my newest form ravage, and with it all of my [...]

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    And forsake pride, for he deceiveth you in the end, And remember Beauty, Five-wits, Strength, and Discretion, They all at last do Everyman forsake, Save his Good-Deeds, there doth he take. But beware, and they be small, Before God, he hath no help at all. — Everyman

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