"There is no greater harm than that of time wasted."
-Michelangelo
DEPARTED AND SEPARATE FROM THE REST OF THE WORLD. WHOM WAS PUSHING DAISIES IN A TRANQUIL PARTING. MY TIME IS NOW, TO CROSS THE BOUNDARY THAT LAY BETWEEN DARK AND LIGHT, HIDDEN BY MANY LIES. HIGH MOUNTAINS AND DEEPEST SEAS WERE TO BE OR NOT TO BE. MY TIME IS COMING WHEN I MUST DRIVE MY HANDS INTO THE DIRT AND DIG MY GRAVE, LEAVING THIS LIFE IN SERENE TIDINGS. NO QUESTION SHALL UTTER PAST SILENT, GREY LIPS. I WILL NOT GO IN VAIN FOR I HAVE LIVED GOOD AND WELL . DO NOT MOURN, CRY, BURN, OR TRADE DEAR SWEET TEARS. DO NOT WEEP IN THE NAME OF DEATH THAT BE MINE, FOR IF I WERE GIVEN A VOICE I WOULD REJECT WITH GREAT HASTE.
