deola mcaguns
Thursday, December 9, 2010
DESTINY!
As on the day that gave me to the world;
Faced 're the planets by the sun's salute;
Thenceforward didst I ever more increase;
Under the law by which I didst set out;
So must I be, I canst not flee my self;
Thus spake aforetime, prophet thus;
And no time nor power can e'er destroy;
The moulded form that, living, doth evolve.
(J.W. v. Goethe)=DEOLA (Fro. Herbert Vollmann-a GATE OPENS)
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