I live in Melbourne, Australia & am a post-graduate student in Information Science (library studies).
Lately I've been very sad and barely functioning - my lover/partner of 12+ years, the love of my life, has recently died. That seems to be the overwhelming truth and substance of my life right now.
~Femmeslash and slash fanfiction with explicit sexual descriptions may be posted here~ ***DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE.***
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The Marquis of Carabas looked up at him. His eyes were very white in the moonlight. And he whispered, "What's it like being dead? It's very cold, my friend. Very dark, and very cold." - Neil Gaiman, Neverwhere.
Some are born to sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night. - William Blake
...I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Od' und leer das Meer. - T.S. Eliot
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We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. Through the unknown, unremembered gate When the last of earth left to discover Is that which was the beginning; At the source of the longest river The voice of the hidden waterfall And the children in the apple-tree Not known, because not looked for But heard, half-heard, in the stillness Between two waves of the sea. Quick now, here, now, always— A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. - T.S.Eliot, Little Gidding, Four Quartets.
Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall! - J.R.R. Tolkien
Fell deeds awake: fire and slaughter! spear shall be shaken, shield shall be splintered, a sword-day, a red day, ere the sun rises! - J.R.R. Tolkien
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