Amsterdam
On the eve of coldness,
my longing for warmth flickers,
like a little baby fire
- pure in its desire,
gazing at my eyes earnestly,
innocently demanding fulfillment.
My star is indeed fading,
while I continue giving it scientific names.
Even if I deny you,
tell me, before you go,
that it was real,
and there's still a chance...
posted by Vishwanath at
4:05:00 AM
1 Comments:
THE EVIL ONE even uses virtue to tempt us to sin, inflating our egos with exaggerated self-esteem and complacency to the point where we succumb to vainglory.
Thus we must be ceaselessly vigilant, cognizant of our own nothingness, our sinfulness, our appalling inadequacy, and ever mindful that we deserve nothing but eternal perdition.
Let this remembrance be to us as a sword with which we defend ourselves from the insidious attacks of presumption and vanity; and let us fight with the vigor of a man struggling for his very life.
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