The creedA Poem by nigrum homonculusi wondered what it would feel like to be a master assassin addressing his pupils from assassin creed. result; Freakin terrible.Stay your blade from the flesh of the innocent.
The assumption of the involvement of an honest man carrying out dishonest work is the disease of this world. Keep your head clear like the Persian air at night. Keep your eyes open like a dominant owl in its domain. Hide in plain sight.
Be the public, make yourself unknowingly known. the crowd is an enormous current, drift to
the destination and let a clever man become a powerful pompous tool. Never compromise the Brotherhood.
Flaunting your tongue and displaying your testosterone will
lead to the demise of an idea. the demise of that idea will lead to the demise of a
generation and that generation will never learn: “Nothing is true, everything is permitted”
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2 Reviews Added on July 5, 2012 Last Updated on July 5, 2012 Authornigrum homonculuslondon, surrey, United KingdomAbouti have been away from this place for.....lord knows, something like 3-4 years? so i guess all the things i have experienced in that time have to come out somehow you know? so here we are. you're readi.. more..Writing
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