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The Wheel Of Tempus Q. Fugit
Patrick Anthony Pierson
Painting - Oil On Hardwood Box, With Found Objects And Narrative
Come now, Master Toadrick. No sense crying amid the ruins of Life, claiming it with such woeful breath, though yours could have had no such dignity as the sweet call of Death. You have clung to Life as a child to its mother, now leave your dockets for the play; you have cheated Death with snake-oil, paid your sinner's tithe with haste. Belay all exculpation and prepare to meet thine end, then remember this to your epitaph: far better that I should have lived as if every day were my last.
July 20th, 2010
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