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Head, Memes, and True: 0 Allah, You are Merciful, Most Gracious to all, O Allah, Your mercy makes our sins feel small Forgive us for the mountains we carry around Help us to sincerely put our head on the ground @islam everyone Allahumma salli ala sayyidina Muhammadin wa'ala aalehi wa as'haabehi wa barik wasallam I lift my hands and pray to You, Let my heart be sincere and true. I pray You accept my supplication, ... Invoke in me Your divine inspiration. O Allah, You are Merciful, Most Gracious to all, O Allah, Your mercy makes our sins feel small. Forgive us for the mountains we carry around, Help us to sincerely put our head on the ground. O Lord of the heavens and earth, Allow us to find our real self worth. Guide us to know the truth from wrong, Enlighten our heart to let it be strong. The people in this world suffer under oppression, O Allah protect through our beloved's intercession. We are weak and feeble if it were not for You, Give us strength to believe in Qadr for when it is due. O Allah, all illnesses are a blessing in disguise, O Allah expiate our sins for the pains we despise. Give us the strength to carry on, Until You wish the pains to be gone. We know not how to ask from You, O Mighty Lord, From the depths of our hearts we have implored. Answer our prayers for we ask only from You, Forgive us for the wrongs that we always do. Allahumma salli ala sayyidina Muhammadin wa'ala aalehi wa as'haabehi wa barik wasallam Ameen thumma ameen.

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Alive, Being Alone, and Bones: imiplicit Demand For Proof Fall Away The Pantaloon Addict With A Pen 1) I know you're not a liar I don't want to fall, fall away. I don't want to fal, fall away I will keep the lights on in this place Cause I dont want to fall, fall away Hello, We haven't talked in quite some time I know, I haven't been the best, of sons. Hello, Ive been traveling in the desert of my mind, And I haven't found a drop of life. I haven't found a drop of you I haven't found & drop. t haven't found a drop of water Water Your grandpa died, when you were nine, And I know you oould set fire this day Go ahead and make me look away. say he had lost his mind. Yonu learned, way too soon, Strike me down, I am calling your lightning You should never trust the Pantaloon. Down from your Go abead and show me your Now, It's your turn, to to be alone, Plnd a wife and build yourself& home You have learned, way too soon, That your dad is now the Pantaloon. ahorus) I disguise and I will lie, And I will take my precious time, Rain down, and destroy me. (verse 2) I am simply very perplexed by your ways. As the days melt as I stand in line I try desperately to run through the sand as I Hold the water in the palm of my hand Cause its all that I have and its all that I need and the, The waves of the water mean nothing to me But I try my best in all that I can to, Hold tightly on to what's left in my hand But no matter how, how tightly I will strain The sand will slow me down and the water will drain. I'm just betng dramatic, in fact And I die as I wait as I walt on my orime, And Ill try to delay what you make of my life, But I don't want your way, I want mine, You are tired, you are hurt. A moth ate through your favorite shirt. Why wouid you let us use your name? and I'm trying but betieve me I'm fine, t I'm lying, I'm so very far from fine And all your friends fertilize, The ground you walk (chorus) Loope your mind L, I can feel the pull begin, Peel my conscience wearing thin And my skin, will start. He's peen too many stare doWns Between the aun and the moon in the morning atr, how He used to huntle all the people walking through the fairgrounds, He's been around so long, he's changed his meaning of a chair now Beoause a chair now Is like a uny island in the ses of all the people, Who glide acroes the very aurface thbat made his bones feeble. The end oan't come soon enough but is it too soon? Either way he oan't deny, he is the Pantaloon. at it aguin, To up and fall apart. Wha's addicted to the As it blows me back and (ahorus) Bind leas, spineless, and pretend Of course I'll be here again. 8ee you tomorrow but its tbe end, Of today, end of my ways, As a walking denial, my trial waa filed, As a crazy suicidal head oase Every time I feel selfish ambition is taking my vision, My crime la my sentenoe, repentance is taking commiasion, It's taking a toll on my soul, I'm screaming submiosion, And, I don't know if I am dying or living Cause I will save face for name's sake, abuse grace, Take aim to obtain a new name and a new plaoe, But my name is larme, I cant walk and I ain't the same, And my name beoarme & new destiny to the grave But you specialize in You hear me screaming And I'm lying here just crying, So wash me with your water (verne 3) You like to aleep alone, it's oolder than you know Cause your akin is so, used to colder bones It'a warmer in the morning, than whas it is at night Your bones are held together by your nightmares and your (chorus) (x2) (chorua) Friend, Please March To The Sea (verse 1) I feel for you but when did you believe you were alone. There's miles of land in front of us And we're dying with every step we talke, breath we make, And I'I fall in line. You say that spiders cziwled inesde and made themselves a home. Wer dyingwith evearyrs A stranger's back is all i see, And I'll look left and right sometimes, But I'll fall in line. And no one looks up anymore, Where light once was He's only a few feet in front of Potrifted of who you are and who you have become. You will hide from everyone, denying you need someone, To exterminate your bones (chorus) Priend, please remove your hands from Over your eyes for me I know you want to leave but Priend, please don't take your life away from me. Cause you might got, a raindrop in your eye, And heaven forbid they see you ory, As we fall in line. And about this time of every year, The line will go to the ocean pier And walk right off into the sea, And then we fall asleep. (verse 2) Laving like a ghost you walle by everyone you know You say that you're fine but you have lost your sway and glow 8o I stopped by to let you know And as we near the end of land And our ooean graves are just the Band I ask mysolf the question why, I fall in line And then out of the corner of my eye I aee a spaceship in the slky, (chorus) And hear a voice inside my head, "Pollow me instead" (bridge) And then the wages of war will start, Inside my head with my counterpart, And the emotionless marchers will ohant the phrase, Would you let me know your plans tonight Cause I just won't let go tal we both pee the light. And I have nothing else left to Bay But I will listen to you all day, yes I will. This line's the only wa And then I start down the sand, My eyes are focused on the end of land, But again the voice inside my head, Says "follow me instead" (ahorus) Take me up, Beal the door Idon't want to march here anymore I realize that this line is dead So I'll follow you instead. 8o then you put me back in my place So I might start another And once again I will be, In a march to the sea. 0 He stays home from work this time. He never really I don' fall slow like I used to, I fall straight down, But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears You're But now he's just watching the back ofhis eyes. And I just don't say what you want to hear But they lie when they blame it on the times. And I don't believe in talking just to breathe, Open the slits in your face and start your day You don't have much time to make your slits look alright I want to fall inside your ghoet, And flll up every hole inside my Sometime we will die and sonetimes we will ly away Either way you're by my side until my dying days, I want to crack the door so I can just fall out. You reached in the back and buckled up your heart And if I'm not there and I'm far away I said, Look in the mirror and ask your soul if you're alright. Don't be afraid, I eaid don't be afraid, We're going home It was a little dark so he held a makeshit toroh I want to strip myself of breath, A breathless plece of death I've He crept in her room and stayed there for the night We pick songs to sing, remind us of things that no body oares And honestly we're probably more suiaidal than ever now If you decide to live by, what you think's wrong and what's right, Your weeping will oreep in head and you'll cry We can tate a part our very heart and the light will set you free, So the hearse ran out of gas, the passenger person grabbed a map And the driver inside devised a new route to save the past, And checked his watoh and grabbed a cab, A beautifully planned taxi cab, the cab, Had a cleared out back and two men started to unpack. Driving once again and now this time there were three men, And then I heard one of them say, "I know the night will turn to grey, I know the stars will start to fade when all the darkness fades away, We had to steal him from his fate so he could see another day". And then I aracked open my box, someone must have picked the lock, A little light revealed the spot, where my inger nails had fought, Then I pushed to open more, pushing up againat the door, Then I sat up off the floor and found the breath I was searching for. There they were, three men up front All I saw were backs of heads, And then I asked If I'm alive and well, or am I dreaming dead. Then one turned around to say And time will fly by and the sky will cry as light is fading we repeat the same routine as we will please Please think about why you can't sleep in the evening But for now you told me to hold this jar And when I looked inside I saw it held your heart, And please don't be afraid of what your soul is really thinking Your soul knows good and evil, your soul knows both sides And it's time you pick your battle, and I promise you this is popcandy: from Reddit: a lyric book for self-titled originally sold at concerts back in 2010
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Bored, Future, and Huh: uriecorn-phan: dewchan7865: roman-rory-fallen-angel: cuddlemonstercas: flyingbackwards: cuddlemonstercas: oneglitterorgy: urbandictionaryfinds: hidefjesus: I laminated a paper towel why does this have 31 thousand notes You made it useless but also prevented it from the end it was predestined for. But wait this is actually freaking me out though, it raises so many questions about the otherwise incomprehensible meaning of life as a collective whole versus personal sustenance and longevity Imagine if one day you were given a choice: Become immortal and indestructible for eternity, unable to be harmed by anything ever again, and get to live forever. However, in order to achieve that you must give up whatever your purpose in life is. Whatever it is that you were always meant to do, what you were supposed to contribute to the overall scheme and future of the life of the universe, your purpose… the whole reason you were even created, even born in the first place. You must give that up. You don’t know what that is. You’ll never know; But, regardless, you say yes. Perhaps you assume you wouldn’t have made any sort of significant difference anyway. That butterfly effect theory or whatever they call it? Nah, you call bullshit. It doesn’t matter - you don’t matter, at least not to anything outside of your immediate connections - and it’ll all be fine, and you’ll just live forever with minimal (or maybe even no) consequences. So, yay! You’re now immortal. You’ll never die or get hurt ever again. Wee! But then, centuries and centuries later (not to mention that by this point you’ve gone through horrible heartbreak and misery and despair because every loved one you ever had, every friend you ever made, ever person you barely got to know, has passed away, died as you lived on long without them, helpless to do anything for them as you watched them perish, unable to ever go with them or ever see them again. But I digress), now, you learn you actually were important in the grand scheme of things. You were supposed to be a key factor in the world’s survival, long ago; but, because of the choice you made (immortality over individual purpose), you were never given the knowledge or awareness or resources or ability to save the world that you were always supposed to obtain, before you unknowingly made the wrongest choice to ever wrong. Needless to say, you’ve fucked up big time. The entire universe as we know it is destroyed soon after this horrifying revelation. It implodes, collapses in on itself, essentially forming a massive black hole or something. Stars, nebulae, galaxies, solar systems and planets, worlds and worlds of living people and things, and light-years of time and space and life, all sucked up into absolute, indefinite nothingness. But you remain. Just you. Floating amongst, spiraling around, rocketing through, suspended in… nothing. With a feeling of such unbelievable loneliness that your feeble brain can hardly perceive, can’t possibly hope to comprehend. Not only are you the only living thing left, you don’t even have one inanimate object to keep you company. You have literally. Nothing. And you are literally nowhere. I mean, technically, you are now the universe - if it would bring you petty comfort to think about it that way. You. Only you. With nothing, no one, nowhere. Forever. And ever. And ever. All because you thought you didn’t matter. That you had no real, meaningful purpose. That you could never possibly make a difference. But you did. And now look what you’ve gotten yourself into, you silly nugget. You’re gonna be pretty bored and lonely for that eternity, huh? Or maybe it was out of selfishness. Maybe this wasn’t because you felt useless, but because you simply only cared about prolonging your own life and nothing else. Hm. The moral here? Be selfless, and always know and remember that you matter. Or else, one day, you might destroy the universe. And be left to suffer, and be tortured horribly and endlessly by the void of nothingness that has consumed you. With no way to escape. Ever. Other moral because I got sidetracked from my initial point - all things considered, would you choose longevity over purpose? Immortality over meaning?  OR, IDK, MAYBE SOME IDIOT JUST LAMINATED A STUPID PIECE OF PAPER TOWEL FOR NO GOOD REASON AND MAYBE I SHOULDNT BE LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS TO THE MEANING OF OUR SHORT, FRAGILE LIVES IN A LAMINATED PAPER T OW E L IDK MAN, I D K Write. A. Book. What if I did write a book and the pages of that book were made out of laminated paper towels I WASNT GONNA REBLOG UNTIL THAT LAST COMMENT This messed me up. jfc tumblr
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