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Memento Mori - As a surgeon, your first instinct is to cut.
I am used to going out at 3am and doing something stupid.
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September 2006
eep of the day

Aerisyka Vandekamp
Date: 2006-09-10 23:11
Subject: Memento Mori
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For the first time, I feel time like a heart beat. The seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning. The numerous mysteries, that once seemed so distant and unreal, threatening clarity in the presence of a truth entertained not in youth, but only in its passage. I feel these words as if their meaning were weight lifted from me knowing that you will read them and share my burden as I have come to trust no other. That you should know my heart, look into it, finding there the memory and experience that belong to you, that are you, is a comfort to me now as I feel the tethers loose and the prospects darken for the continuance of a journey that began not so long ago. And which began again with a faith shaken and strengthened by your convictions. If not for which I might never have been so strong now as I cross to face you and look at you, incomplete, hoping that you will forgive me for not making the rest of the journey with you.
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User: bad_gallery
Date: 2006-09-12 01:09 (UTC)
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"It's funny. I always thought of you as Fox Mulder's patron. You'd think under your aegis that he wouldn't be consigned to a corner of the basement."
"At least he doesn't take an elevator up to get to work..."
"You think I'm the devil, Mr Skinner?"

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