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Merely To Live Without A Pain Is Little Gladness, Little Gain, Ah, Welcome Joy Tho' Mixt With Grief-- The Thorn-set Flower That Crowns The Leaf.

Life Is Brutal That Way ... The Loss Of Irrecoverable Moments Amid Trivia And Distraction.

Barbarians, We Call Them, While All The While We Timidly Cling To Our Web Like Visigoths Crouching In The Ruins Of Rome's Faded Glory And Proclaim Ourselves Civilized.

I Know What Cancer Was. How Is It Like Humankind?" Sek Hardeen's Perfectly Modulated, Softly Accented Tones Showed A Hint Of Agitation. "we Have Spread Out Through The Galaxy Like Cancer Cells Through A Living Body, Duré. We Multiply Without Thought To The Countless Life Forms That Must Die Or Be Pushed Aside So That We May Breed And Flourish. We Eradicate Competing Forms Of Intelligent Life.

It's Odd How Violence And Humor So Often Go Together, Isn't It?