Biography of Daegal
I am me. I am who I have become. Who have I become? Have I become at all? Was I ever born? I came to exist. I know I exist, somewhere between the real and the painless. It's like drifting into sleep, I know there is a point when the transition happens, but to pinpoint it is to rend in twain all logic. The sky watches over me, and I walk beneath as another brick in the wall. Another number. I hope, a number that no-one recognises. A number that is rarely seen. A number that is cherished by some, amired by lots, and criticised by most.
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Half the world makes,
Half the world gives
While the other half takes.
And this strange tree could not agree,
That if this tree could ever see,
A stranger tree it sure would be.
Can watch what I do, you can have your own
Opinions, but you have no right to judge
Me. I have stood here long enough to know
Will you tell me what you see?
Answer, please, my spoken plea,
I wish to see my mind’s debris.
Intricacy, casually tempting
Harmless flies into its morbid, frosty,
Inescapable grasp. Devoured half-
Alpha And Omega
When ages in our world were young,
And man stepped lightly ‘round,
For fear of waking sleeping beasts,
So they talked without a sound.
God of Wisdom, God of Love,
Both fought for upper hand,
But when the world was cleav’d in two,