Whispers of A Blue Moon

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Tuesday, March 22, 2005

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As a scribe for so long, so long since the ages past, it is always gratifying to see your works being recognised. Always satisfying to see some recognition that people pay to you. Though in the first place, one doesn't demand that. But to be the Thread of The Week amongst the other notable poets and writers, it certainly gives a sense of accomplishment. Though I was not the first, perhaps I was the fourth since such a thing started in the dark voids beyond. I must say that I feel honoured. Once again, thanks to those spectres lurking in the dark voids even though I was not exactly a regular.

Merci.



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Aristocrat

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"My days have passed away, my thoughts are dissipated, tormenting my heart.
They have turned night into day,
and after darkness I hope for light again.
If I wait hell is my house, and I have
made my bed in darkness.
I have said to rottenness: thou art
my father; to worms, my mother and
my sister.
Where is now then my expectation,
and who considereth my patience?
All that I have shall go down into
the deepest pit: thinkest thou that there
at least I shall have rest?"

Job 17:11-16 dv.

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