nūllum dolōrem, nūllum quaestum…

How is that supposed to work? If you stay away they surely are not going to get any closer, if you’re scared to speak up no one is going to ask you what you think, and waiting surely won’t get them any younger… But you’re no hawk, you’re just a frightened little crow, you only wait for them to fall near you to jump over and take advantage of whatever is left of their overabused rotten corpses… Yet you even fail at that!

How many corpses have you devoured recently? How many have you ever done?
Nil, cipher, null, cero, noll, náid, nolla, sero, sifuri, nič, nihil… Need I say more?

“For we brought nothing into the world, and it is certaine, that we can carie nothing out”… But maybe you shouldn’t have been too literal about it…
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust… Amen

H.Q.
XIII:XXXII
dies Martis, XVI Maii, MMXI

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~ by H.Q. on 16 May 2011.

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