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It does not interest me what you do for money. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It does not interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. It does not interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by your life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide or fade it or fix it. I want to

So much human belief Relies upon the thought That what is cleansed is clean And that knowledge must be bought; That there is some great secret Lost in forumulas deep When the truth is plainly theirs, Yet never that they keep. There is no great secret, Nothing hidden from our sight, For all the things that are, We always have known right. It is but imagination Which drives us from this path, Turning knowledge into mystery, Bringing beauty out of wrath. I have no religion, I need no more friends; All the tools you wield Shall wield you at your ends. Do not try to reach me; I will tear apart your mind. I have seen the futur

When you have remembered what it was that I said that night you dismissed me, condescended me as 'sick'; When you realise the truth in my words of old which I have long since not bothered to repeat endlessly; When all has, at last, been said and been done, I will forgive you. When my eyes cease their burning, when my throat stops clenching, when my dreams are not pulsing, throbbing within my mind, I will forgive you. When you turn away from your illusions of what you call 'the human condition', I will forgive you. When you have been imprisoned for your ignorance, when you have become lost in your remorse and regret, whe

Noldor; Blood is on your hands, Your bane is A tearful destiny. Black clouds will carry A rain of blood. I have seen it rain. We were lost On grinding ice, In fear and hunger; Dead winter reigned In Araman. You can not escape From my damnation, Nor run away From isolation. Guilty spoke the one: This deed can not be undone. Hear my words, Fear my curse. I know where the stars glow And the sky is unclouded -- Sweet the water runs, my friend. But, Noldor, Blood is on your hands, Tears unnumbered. You will shet and dwell in pain. Your homeless souls Shall come to me -- There is no release Slain you might be; Slain y

Far, far beyond these lands, I dwelt in shades of twilight. Through dread, with weary hands, Through bliss and endless night. Mirror, mirror, on the wall, do you see what I see? We were loved, before the fall, we could see the beauty. I lost all sight of fire, yet saw the storm draw closer. I felt only desire, yet knew the flames were closer. Mirror, mirror, on the wall, do you see what I see? We were lost, after the fall, among the flames around me. Gone, the wisdom of a thousand years. A world of fire and chains and fear. I have soaked my bed in tears. I have seen burnt what I held dear. Mirror, mirror, on the wall, tru

Stars were falling deep in the darkness as voices rose softly, petals in night And as I listened, your voice seemed so clear so calmly you were calling your mind Follow me, follow me, I will lead you to your life under the trees. We are the dying stars of the Albanii. Fold in me, fold in me, I am Taranis of the Eucalypts, Follow me. Somewhere the moon rose, o'er doom, o'er hope and such was the stillness, I ne'er felt before Was this the question, pulling, pulling, pulling you in your mind, in your soul, did you find peace there? Follow me, follow me, I will lead you to your life under the trees. We are the dying stars of the

These are not words, they are but feelings. There are no sounds that you can hear. There is no form that you can touch. There are no colours for you to see. The only sound is a distant thunder; A tempest rages so far away from me. I walked for miles and I started running towards the sound and storm, where you might find me. Towards the sound and storm, where you might find me. And I ran until I had the feeling that the tempest I had heard surrounded me. Here, my heart, so filled with loving, cried out and told of wonders that I feel. Cried out and told of wonders that I feel. Here, my heart, is so filled with lovi