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There once was a harlequin who took the name ace despite the fact the symbol he wore was the spade an uncivilized ignorant fool for sure. one day after the jester had grown old death came for him as he does for us all. Death hated bards, dancers, and jokers harlequins we're all three. But the fool was not afraid for he had a plan. When death told the fool to come he refused and asked "Is it true death can not refuse a challenge"? death knowing he could not lose smiled a wicked smile and a said "What challenge did you have in mind". The fool smiled back a knowing smile and said "A simply guessing game, winner keeps the loser bound as a slave f

mr.creepy always says shit is the cats tits so heres my try... opinions are like orgasms mines more important and i don't care if you have one new dance club called MOTH is completely empty except for large lamp the only dance allowed is you throwing yourself against it for seven hours there is no music what if doorbells went dong ding instead of ding dong you dont know frustration until youve tried plugging something into a socket in the dark a secret porn club called the Illuminaughty the sexual tension between you and anyone your age on public transport where is african america? who the hell decided that sean sounds like shawn why

human's are cruel we hate based on skin and religion, we start wars over territory like animals death is kind he doesn't care about race or religion he takes all in to his embrace with out a second thought so why do fear him and not ourselves, all he does is pick up the pieces when we're done slaughtering each other

there is no such thing as true justice for justice is perception, is it justice to cut off the hands of a thief, is it justice to condemn a murder to death, is it justice to burn a den of bandits many would say yes, now ask yourself is it justice to cut off the hands of a poor boy who only needed money for medicine, is it justice to condemn a man who killed only in defense of another to death, is justice to burn the home of a family who was only hungry, you see there is no true justice for justice is perception

i have a story about life and death, once upon a time life asked death "why do the people love me but fear you my friend" death thought on this and responded "because you are a beautiful lie Im a painful truth". "But death with out you the mortals would not know there own value surely thats worth some thing" she responded. death pondered this and said "true maybe Im a necessary evil but an evil all the same guess in the end im painful but beautiful truth"

hate comes to humans as naturally as breathing thats why its our first instinct, its easy its hard its hard to love your self or others, so if your strong and can love like me i implore you do it for those to weak to love for those who's hearts are filled with hate for them self or others

does any one truly enjoy they're work nine to five working no say in it but you must for that is the way the world works, now think of death is what he does so different he simply does what he does because people need to die its a part of life ironically he takes no joy in it, but it has to be done, and so he does with no thanks or praise but does he stop, no

They say to be a great man simply be a man and let history be the judge, but if history is written by the victor, and victory is a reward for greatness then we're back to square one

                                                                                                                                  death is a great man                                                              for with out he, we would                                                             not know the value of life