“Trust is earned, respect is given, and loyalty is demonstrated. Betrayal of any one of those is to lose all three.”
-Ziad K. Abdelnour
Here dwell together still two men of note
Who never lived and so can never die:
How very near they seem, yet how remote
That age before the world went all awry.
But still the game’s afoot for those with ears
Attuned to catch the distant view-halloo:
England is England yet, for all our fears–
Only those things the heart believes are true.
A yellow fog swirls past the window-pane
As night descends upon this fabled street:
A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,
The ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.
Here, though the world explode, these two survive,
And it is always eighteen ninety-five.
So, I was browsing the internet, as I do; looking for piano sheet music which sent me in all sorts of wild directions...and I found this. Now, I shouldn't post it, because somewhere, some person has written something and is crying for lack of reviews. I'd like to think it is a troll but seriously, I can't.
I just love the Moriarty voice.
Sometimes I think this is my life. Same old shit over and over.
“In time they could not even fly after their hats. Want of practice, they called it; but what it really meant was that they no longer believed.”
So, I have just taken a
delightful romp through the internet...
And it is disturbing.
There are so many crazies out there. And so many psycho members of fandoms. And so much wrongness. And I hate to judge other people by what they like...but...but BATSHIT CRAZY.
"To live is to die, and to laugh is to cry.
To live is to love with all your heart."