Diary of Seth Part 1- Entry 1My name is Seth, and I know for a fact that I am in every sense of the word an abomination. Unlike myself and not at all surprising considering her vastly inferior intellect, my psychiatrist does not believe that is so. Personally I can see no sense in denying the obvious in such a way, unless of course it is her intent to create for me some manner of identity crisis. I don't suppose that one could very well blame her however, honestly I must say that if I were in her position I too might be tempted to design and distribute illnesses of every sort to my patients in a similar manner. Everyone in the world seems to wish and even believe they'veDiary of Seth Part 1- Entry 1
Diary of Seth: Part 2An uneven fleshy grinding fills my ears, the wretched noise means to be the ruination of it all, an enormous red spot upon what was to be a masterpiece. That singular action has spoiled it all, has cut the canvas away from its easel and left naught but despair in its wake. Uncultured, unappreciative, they clearly cannot comprehend this most illustrious work. Clearly they are incapable of understanding this tremendous craft. Such must be the case to have dared ruin this. Such intentional action has somehow been the cause of what is defined by man as unintentional, an accident as it is to them, flagrant disrespect by an undeserving audience toDiary of Seth: Part 2
SoftHush little baby don't say a word, Daddy's gonna buy you a mocking bird And if that mocking bird don't sing Daddy's gonna buy you a diamond ring And If that diamond ring don't shine, Daddy's gonna sing you a lullabySoft
Sleep now, sleep now my child Sleep now, sleep now my little one
Rest from the cold, dead world Hide from the shadows outside the window Cover your head my child I won't let them get you I won't let them take you from me Soft and sweet and frail as you are Just stay behind me, close your eyes I'll wake you up when its time
Spontaneous PraiseAs beautiful and majestic and full of wonder as the world is, how much greater still is the one who created it? The mind cannot fathom, the heart cannot express, the spirit utters in words that cannot be explained, crying out to him, calling upon the mighty name of the One true God, who is and was and is to come, the spirit knows, the spirit wishes only to abide in him, in his love and his glory which surrounds us though we so often do not recognize it. My spirit has gone forth from me, and I will live in this state of worship, in this holy and blessed submission, for there is none like the Lord our God, there is no other worthy of this honorSpontaneous Praise
Devious Journal Entry
Sorrow
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My English is bad 'n poor, so really sorry 4 mistakes.
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All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
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Vergess nicht mein Kind, wo da ist Licht, da ist immer Dunklen.
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Vergess nicht mein Kind, wo da ist Licht, da ist immer Dunklen.
Oh, and I wasn't able to find them on my Space, are you sure it's Kai's Army and not some other spelling or something?
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Vergess nicht mein Kind, wo da ist Licht, da ist immer Dunklen.
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