Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a God,
Why can't I live on?
When the Life Giver dies,
All around is laid waste,
And in my last hour,
I'm a Slave to the Power of Death.
Happy Lunghnasadh
Hello again Woohu. Life for me has been hell for the past month. I feel like I've been broken down into my base elements with only myself to look to for re assemblage. It hasn't killed me yet at least. The good news is that I've become a better person because of it. Here's to new beginnings, and the growth that we've seen in the past year. Happy first harvest festival.
"There's two kinds of people in this world when you boil it all down. You've got your talkers, and you've got your doers. Most people are just talkers, all they got is talk. But when all is said and done, it's the the doer's that change this world. And when they do that, they change us. And that's why we never forget them. So, which one are you? Do you just talk about it, or do you stand up and do something about it? Because believe you and me, allll the rest of it is just coffee-house bullshit."