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« on: August 26, 2011, 12:43:46 am »
I'm a riddler by nature, I figure things out sporadically and without notice. This is the thread for me.
But drat. All that is riddled, has ben rung.
Scratch that it seems there is one with still no answer.
my power, life as we know it depends
gone, fright descends
heavens, roiled and torn
seven sons born
Hrm..... It's that descending of fright that is getting me. How can we depend upon it, yet feel good that it's gone? I could understand being scared of it's power that we use... And seven sons... I'm just gonna through some things out. Internet, Electricity, Steam Power, Gunpowder, Flight, Metals, Rock and Roll, Metal (genre)... I'm just so logical I produce too many answers to fit any perfectly... But ninja updates... Physics? General laws of relativity? Adrenaline!?
I am small, but handy.
You use me, but not always.
I provide what you need,
so long as you give me life.
~or~
I hold the liquid life,
Many swarm my edges.
I bar your passage,
yet you still seek the other side.