Fate leads the willing and drags along the unwilling. - Epistulae ad Lucilium
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Destiny leads the willing but drags the unwilling.
Fate leads him who follows it, and drags him who resist.
Just as I shall select my ship when I am about to go on a voyage, or my house when I propose to take a residence, so I shall choose my death when I am about to depart from life.
Seneca in Epistulae Morales
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Advice: to himself
Sad Catullus, stop playing the fool,
and let what you know leads you to ruin, end.
Once, bright days shone for you,
when you came often drawn to the girl
loved as no other will be loved by you.
Then there were many pleasures with her,
that you wished, and the girl not unwilling,
truly the bright days shone for you.
And now she no longer wants you: and you
weak man, be unwilling to chase what flees,
or live in misery: be strong-minded, stand firm.
Goodbye girl, now Catullus is firm,
he doesn’t search for you, won’t ask unwillingly.
But you’ll grieve, when nobody asks.
Woe to you, wicked girl, what life’s left for you?
Who’ll submit to you now? Who’ll see your beauty?
Who now will you love? Whose will they say you’ll be?
Who will you kiss? Whose lips will you bite?
But you, Catullus, be resolved to be firm.
poem by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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I was unwilling to - without getting too philosophical about it - I was unwilling to structure my spirituality in the way that the church wanted me to structure it.
quote by Peter Jurasik
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My heart is a cactus flower
My heart is a cactus flower
Unwilling to bend...
Unwilling to wilt...
Unwilling to die...
But—still.
I just can't walk away...
I've sold my life.
For a deserts ray
For a deserts ray
Of light!
Thirsty and more!
Blistered and sore!
My soul is damned,
To confess:
My eyes are parched
For more, more
Than I can posses.
Envisage.
In a—mirage!
But—still.
I just can't walk away...
I've sold my heart and soul.
For a deserts ray
For a deserts ray
Of light!
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Your Light Farewell
You bid unwilling farewell so light,
Your smiles rushes this golden day;
Memory gallops in, in every sight.
You painted the clouds in whitish bright
as you faded through a silvery ray;
You bid unwilling farewell so light.
Soon winds will whisper in ivory night,
gentle rains will echo your laughter in a way
memory gallops in, in every sight.
Red must the roses be, but they turned white
on that day you choose in our hearts to stay;
You bid unwilling farewell so light.
You dwell here where the dawn takes its flight,
in the morning where sunrise burns to play
and - memory gallops in, in every sight.
The world fancied but then turns right;
The day you painted rainbows and smiled away
you bid unwilling farewell so light;
Then... (memory gallops in, in every sight)
poem by Roland Jr Jamito
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```Ryder Of The Damned (Sub-Poem of 'City Of The Damned'```
The Damned beware
There is no escape from the City of the Damned
There is someone alwayz watching
He's known as The Ryder Of The Damned
Never sleeps never rests
Ensuring that none escape
If they do....
He drags them back to endure their fate
Hiding in the shadows
Not making a sound
But when on the hunt
His horse will shake the ground
The Damned Beware
There is no escape
You shall serve your sentence
to endure your bloody fate
poem by Soul Writer
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Is
Denial is ignorance
Ignorance is effortless
Effortless is defeat
Defeat is inevitable
Inevitable is conflict
Conflict is barbaric
Barbaric is blindness
Blindness is masked
Masked is unwilling
Unwilling is retreat
Retreat is alone
Alone is conceit
Conceit is pride
Pride is drowning
Drowning is fate
Fate is bleak
Bleak is darkness
Darkness is hate
Hate is regret
Regret is evasion
Evasion is deceit
Deceit is denial
poem by Dave Brucker
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Mouth
You gave me this
made me give
your silver grin
still sticking it in
you have soul machine
soul machine
the longest kiss
peeling furniture days
drift madly to you
pollute my heart drain
you have broken at me
broken me
all your mental armor drags me down
nothing hurts like your mouth
your loaded smiles
pretty just desserts
wish it all for you
so much it never hurts
you have soul machine
stone at me
all your mental armor drags me down
we can't breathe when you come around
all your mental armor drags me down
nothing hurts like your mouth mouth
mouth
your mouth mouth mouth
your mouth mouth mouth
we've been missing long before
never found our way home
we've been missing long before
where we'll find our way
you gave me this
made me give
you have soul machine
broken free
all your mental armor drags me down
we can't breathe when you come around
all your mental armor drags me down
nothing hurts like your mouth mouth
mouth
your mouth mouth mouth
your mouth mouth mouth
all your mental armor
all your mental armor
and your mouth
mouth
song performed by by Bush from Razorblade Suitcase
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When we are unwilling to draw clear moral lines between free societies and fear societies, when we are unwilling to call the former good and the latter evil, we will not be able to advance the cause of peace because peace cannot be disconnected from freedom.
quote by Natan Sharansky
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Fate leads those who are willing but must push those who are not.
Fate-2
Divine`s shape is the fate
hell`s wisdom is the fate
and your success to dwell is the fate
and worthless to become rich is the fate
and the worthful beg to live is the fate
and what we can`t is the fate....
poem by Lily Peace Lago Every By To Ph
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Fate's Irony
I’m deep in love, with the girl of my dreams
Who’s deep in love with the guy of her dreams
As fate would have its’ sense of irony, it seems that guy is not me
Fate it seems loves to play tricks
Fate it seems has its’ own little hits
Irony is around us all around
Like the love of the one who is in love with another
Or the love of money when money is outmoted
But love will never be outmoted, just forgotten
Just Forsaken
Forsaken Irony, Forgotten Helms
Love is lost and new love found
Or for some of those unwilling to let go
Love is lost and the soul grows cold
Forsaking love and comfort
Caring or passion
It is darkened by the past, the ironic twist of fate
This once gentle soul now is black a night
This once soul of love is full of fright
But Not all is lost, for there is a remedy,
A cure to the pain, a cure for the forsaken
What that cure is I still do not know
I just hope I find it, so maybe I can grow old..
poem by Nathaniel Sickels
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Go with your fate, but not beyond. Beyond leads to dark places.
quote by Mary Renault
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Life Keeps On Revolving Around Fate
We came
To this world
Because of Fate
We all think of fate
Pray and meditate
Look at god in hope
Because of faith
He is the one
Who decides the fate?
Happiness, unhappiness
Success and failure
Are all one’s fate
Death is unavoidable
But when one get’s it?
Is fate
Some believe some don’t
Life keeps on
Revolving around fate
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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