In men whom men condemn as ill
I find so much of goodness still,
In men whom men pronounce divine
I find so much of sin and blot,
I do not dare to draw a line
Between the two, where God has not.
~ Joaquin Miller ~
I make the poem of evil also.
~ Walt Whitman ~
I can't live when it lives
It won't live if I die
Machine has no heart to give
Heart it takes could be mine
- Soundgarden
No one can save
The pure or the brave
No one can save them at all
Grow and decay
Grow and decay
It's only forever
-Soundgarden
Sunday, April 19, 2009
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