"Iire I Ringa en' Hesin tulin...lintitinwe fui selma topė aurė...Mi I hayla en' I Anar...Mmė tasar vanta mi sįra mistė...Nan mi olórė...Amin er ten lya essė...Ar mi olórė...Mmė tasar omenta ata...Iire I airė ar oronti lanta...Ar mmė tulin, ana en' aurė...Mi I morna amin ten a yello...Yello nye en...Im tasar tara...Ar ata ata" {When the cold of winter comes...Starless night will cover day...In the veiling of the sun...We will walk in bitter rain...But in dreams...I still hear your name...And in dreams...We will meet again...When the seas and mountains fall...And we come, to end of days...In the dark I hear a call...Calling me there...I will go there...And back again} ...All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter...Not All Who Wander Are Lost...The Old that is Strong Does Not Wither...Deep Roots Are Not Reached By The Frost...From the Ashes A Fire Shall Be Woken...A Light From the Shadows Shall Spring...Renewed Shall Be Blade that Was Broken...The Crownless Again Shall Be King...Seek For The Sword That Was Broken: In Imaldris It Dwells: There Shall Be Counsels Taken...Stronger Than Morgul Spells...There Shall Be Shown A Token....That Doom Is Near At Hand...For Isildur's Bane Shall Be Woken...And The Halfling Forth Shall Stand...

"Seek for the Sword that was broken:
In Imladris it dwells;

There shall be counsels taken
Stronger than Morgul-spells.

There shall be shown a token
That Doom is near at hand,

For Isildur's Bane shall waken,
And the Halfling forth shall stand."

May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home
Morniė utśliė
(Quenya: Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Morniė alantiė
(Quenya: Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now


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ŗ I brake!! : Boromir ŗ
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The World At Large
( 2004-07-09 @ 7:24 p.m. )

Well Fuck, here I am.......

No better off than two weeks ago, oh no, I am worse if anything. I may have scared a great deal of you, for that I apologize....I didnt mean to. What happened, I have no intention of writing about it.....I just CANT, some things I cannot find words for, I cannot write about.....so I cant, and I wont.

No.......

It's scary I know, to see he person that has always walked beside you not only stumble but plummet and fall

To see the person that always lit the way diminish and extinguish

To see the one who always encouraged belief suddenly believe in nothing.

For that to I apologize, but realize, I am a mess to say the least, I am coming from this a different person.......and well as I said, Im no better, as a matter of fact I am VERY worried for myself, how far downhill I have gone in two weeks is terrifying, if you oculd see, you would know. So yes, I am worried, and EXTREMLEY fucked up, and that's a understatement....and no it has not gotten better, and it wont........so PLEASE dont tell me it will, because to be honest for some people it DOES NOT ever get better. Not a pleasant thought, but the truth.

I owe people a ton of letters, they will be on their way soon, and packagaes to......I am miserably putting my life back together only to realize I dont care.....about very much anymore.

I will work as hard as ever on the Sistership and such, but other things will take a backseat....and I may not be around quite as much for a while, I am to damn miserable.

What I oculd use is some cheering up, so anyone who feels htusly inclined and has my adress {if you want it e-mail me}, please send me soem collages, pictures....anything to just cheer me up for a few minutes, I oculd really use that, because to be honest. I am dying.

I leave with these lyrics.

Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.

If the world's at large, why should I remain?

Walked away to another plan.

Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.

I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.

Went to the porch to have a thought.

Got to the the door and again, I couldn't stop.

You don't know where and you don't know when.

But you still got your words and you got your friends.

Walk along to another day.

Work a little harder, work another way.

Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.

We'll float on maybe would you understand?

Gonna float on maybe would you understand?

Well float on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold.

I like the autumn but this place is getting old.

I pack up my belongings and I head to the coast.

It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.

The day's get longer and the nights smell green.

I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.

They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.

Walked on off to another spot.

I still haven't got anywhere that I want.

Did I want love? Did I need to know?

Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.

Adding their breeze to the summer nights.

Outside, water like air was great.

I didn't know what I had that day.

Walk a little farther to another plan.

You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's all about.

But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.

My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.

My thoughts were so loud.

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