#threnodies

[knightsdivine]

And so the Golden City blackened With each step you take in my Hall. Marvel at perfection, for it is fleeting. You have brought Sin to Heaven And doom upon all the world.

—Canticle of Threnodies 8:13

[a-r-t-l-e-s-s-blog]

"Threnody" from Jan Kochanowski

You've raped my sight...

Oh, godless Death !

I've seen my child...

Draw its' last breath !

I've seen You shook

That ungrown fruit

Then parents' hearts

Did break in two

Never she could,

Without my great grief, have died

Never without,

Pain to get me wherever I hide

I've seen You shook

That ungrown fruit

Then parents' hearts

Did break in two

Never I'd be

More sad, more grievous, or yearning...

And her gave God !

With older age could endear me...

I've seen You shook

That ungrown fruit

Then parents' hearts

Did break in two

[daughter-of-the-prophet]

The Maker

There was no word For heaven or for earth, for sea or sky. All that existed was silence. Then the Voice of the Maker rang out, The first Word, And His Word became all that might be: Dream and idea, hope and fear, Endless possibilities. And from it made his firstborn. And he said to them: In My image I forge you, To you I give dominion Over all that exists. By your will May all things be done. Then in the center of heaven He called forth A city with towers of gold, streets with music for cobblestones, And banners which flew without wind. There, He dwelled, waiting To see the wonders His children would create. The children of the Maker gathered Before his golden throne And sang hymns of praise unending. But their songs Were the songs of the cobblestones. They shone with the golden light Reflected from the Maker's throne. They held forth the banners That flew on their own. And the Voice of the Maker shook the Fade Saying: In My image I have wrought My firstborn. You have been given dominion Over all that exists. By your will All things are done. Yet you do nothing. The realm I have given you Is formless, ever-changing. And He knew he had wrought amiss. So the Maker turned from his firstborn And took from the Fade A measure of its living flesh And placed it apart from the Spirits, and spoke to it, saying: Here, I decree Opposition in all things: For earth, sky For winter, summer For darkness, Light. By My Will alone is Balance sundered And the world given new life. And no longer was it formless, ever-changing, But held fast, immutable, With Words for heaven and for earth, sea and sky. At last did the Maker From the living world Make men. Immutable, as the substance of the earth, With souls made of dream and idea, hope and fear, Endless possibilities. Then the Maker said: To you, my second-born, I grant this gift: In your heart shall burn An unquenchable flame All-consuming, and never satisfied. From the Fade I crafted you, And to the Fade you shall return Each night in dreams That you may always remember me. And then the Maker sealed the gates Of the Golden City And there, He dwelled, waiting To see the wonders His children would create.

--Threnodies 5:1-8

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i changed my icon not that long ago and i already want to change it again?

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cutemoniic replied to your post:happiness is kik worm heart emoji

basically me.

simon confirmed for happiness

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happiness is kik worm heart emoji

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when you go to make a text post but then you remember nobody cares

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michael: where are you?

me: (ummm... well i cant tell him i was drinking... sooo...) petting some dogs (:0