Huo [Zhuge Liang, styled Kongming] (
getsomesleep) wrote2011-06-19 05:45 pm
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二十三 ; èr shí sān
[Several drops of ink appear on the paper before Huo finally gets to writing - he's hesitating a great deal. His script, too, is slow and cautious.]
While I do not wish to associate myself with anonymous writers of dubious origins, [another long pause, another ink drop] if searchers are currently creating some effect that they are unaware of
[His pen lingers here, and lingers, until finally with a dash of ink, he erases the previous sentence and quickly scribbles something else:]
You are not free of a prison if its roof falls down on your head.
While I do not wish to associate myself with anonymous writers of dubious origins, [another long pause, another ink drop] if searchers are currently creating some effect that they are unaware of
[His pen lingers here, and lingers, until finally with a dash of ink, he erases the previous sentence and quickly scribbles something else:]
You are not free of a prison if its roof falls down on your head.
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People ain't supposed to keep going after they die.
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Not being able to die's a more obvious prison.
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And you can tell yourself whatever you damn well please, but that don't mean it'll change a damn thing.
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People need that.
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People die. They don't come back. That's how it should be. Here someone gets killed and they roll out've bed the next day like nothing happened.
It's a damn hamster wheel.
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What? [He goes with it anyway.] Running in place and getting nowhere. I dunno a better one.