My Iron heart will beat when yours is rust.
I take your Strength, your power, your lust.
By Iron Will alone I set my mind in motion.
Through endless storms of fervent devotion.
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December292014
23:42
“You're not desire
You're just a fucking widow
Weaving webs among the woods
I'm not the answer but if you take my hand
I'll show you the world of the dead”
“Follow the trail The trail of blood Crossing the line Sickness of heart
And now you're nailed Nailed to a cross Covered in fuel About to ignite You never listened Never knew what I felt Now you will burn And your heart of ice will melt
Follow the trail The trail of blood Crossing the line Sickness of heart You know you failed Failed to obey You're obsolete On your knees Can't walk away
You're obsolete, still killing me In my head you're the enemy You're obsolete, still killing me In my head you're the enemy
You're waiting for change Don't expect it from me You're waiting for change A thousand complaints You never listened Listened to me It's always the same Just set me, set me free
You're obsolete, still killing me In my head you're the enemy You're obsolete, still killing me In my head you're the enemy
Follow the trail The trail of blood Crossing the line Sickness of heart You know you failed Failed to obey You're obsolete On your knees Can't walk away
In my head you're the enemy You're obsolete, still killing me In my head you're the enemy You're obsolete, still killing me In my head you're the enemy”
this post has fucked me up more than any other on this site
Okay but no, do you understand what happens to a caterpillar once it’s in its cocoon? It completely turns into goo. That’s right, GOO. The damn thing dissolves and the reforms into the butterfly. Even crazier, the wings of the butterfly are already inside the caterpillar, ready to go, just waiting to float around in some goo and then be a beautiful butterfly. The craziest part?!? A study was done where some caterpillars were exposed to a certain smell and then given an electric shock so eventually the caterpillar associated the smell with the shock. Well after those little hairy noodles came out of the their cocoons as butterflies, they exposed them to the smell again and the butterflies reacted super negatively, as if they were being shocked. A.K.A. not only is there wings floating around in that goo cocoon, there is also a brain, the same, unaltered brain as the caterpillar. The butterfly can recall its days as a caterpillar even after basically being turned into soup. And then it all somehow gets its shit together to be a stupid majestic little beast, and I can’t even remember where I put my damn phone.
Yeah please dissolve me then reconstitute me as a more functional organism