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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The cliffs were very high in Euthyphro's dream ---- so aloft they seemed many a mile of mystery upon mystery..... and cities of pillars and mighty pallisades, and ghost-mists walking with history in their hands; With diadems of their many deaths, and lives of love cut short from wicked men; ..... whom they would not practice as they with violence rolling from their tongues, and things most drear devoid of love, to slay without cause ---- Always weary with profit, and laden with lies; never the innocent child in mind, or the lovelies of women, Where there is no love there is no life..... but deceit unto deceit, always seeking the throne, always alone in some desolate wasteland; But they whose hearts flow as beauteous waterfalls and beat bright in cerulean halls, with the gold of gratitude soft for all life; There is good cheer in the hills, and kind assurance that we shall bellow once more, and may it be that our holly is in good company, For a world of worry cannot prevail in a moment of laughter ---- no joy for the sadist! and his darkling bride, with machinations wild with war, nay ---- But the madness of Commodus and his giggling gods! or the heathen who tends death's tombstones unfailing ---- who sharpens his scythe with great vigor! no god shall call him fool! But to laugh alone..... without afterthought, afterlife ---- none shall recall the greatest of days, hear the last sigh of the world..... in death; a construct less known than the eternal mysteries of God Himself..... a device to 'Temporal Infinity' " What say yea, young Euthyphro? a contradictory term? ---- How can the universe be infinite, once begun, shall it not end? For do not the stars twinkle out and all which makes its wardrobe ---- pass away? Did not the angels say that in the end, that even death shall be dead? " (And Euthyphro awoke)
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