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Name: lefthandman
Location: In a cage with the rest of the idiots who beleive we live in a free world .
Last Seen: Wed, 02 Nov 2011

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name-Shawn nick names-gypsy sex-male religion-theistic satanist,universalist age-19 height-short hair-brown with natural highlights eyes-Dark brown Birth date-1/14/92 "Capricorn born under mercury" location- Ohio Element-wind,earth stones-garnet,black onyx Metals-Iron,cobalt,gold,steel,mercury Spirit Animal-Fox,coyote,snake,crow Aura-Red,blue,purple,green,with hints of yellow/gold magick- I'm best with necromancy,healing,medium work,ritual summoning and energy workings. I have done a hermetic study, fixing to do another. night or day-both moon or sun-both mostly sun I am a member of PETA. political views- burn it down. self description - I don't consider myself as a witch or warlock or any such non since. I consider my self a scholar or the unknown. I by no means proclaim myself as an expert only a person on a quest for enlightenment in all its shapes and forms. So call me a spectrum scholar. :P "It touched me to be trusted with something terrible." Dracula aka Vlad the impaler " The only true matters of this world are the matters of the mind and heart." "God is dead" (German: About this sound "Gott ist tot" (help?info); also known as the death of God) is a widely-quoted statement by German philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche. It first appears in The Gay Science (German: Die fr?hliche Wissenschaft), in sections 108 (New Struggles), 125 (The Madman), and for a third time in section 343 (The Meaning of our Cheerfulness). It is also found in Nietzsche's classic work Thus Spoke Zarathustra (German: Also sprach Zarathustra), which is most responsible for popularizing the phrase. The idea is stated in "The Madman" as follows God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it? -Nietzsche, The Gay Science, Section 125,