thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] the end is in the beginning and yet we go on. [samuel beckett]


September 23, 2011

Foothills

Every time someone allows pride to win over reason, one pays the price of recklessness. But seldom alone. Most often than not, one screws oneself up along with many others. Intentions matter not; only the very cruel and the very fool cause harm to others willingly. But even if we do climb the foothills of life without leaving a trail of broken bodies in our asdending wake, we are seldom tossed downhill over verdant grass. When we go down with our pride, we go down violently, and never alone. We go down rolling over a pile of corpses of our own making.

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