Alexander Fox

Alexander Fox


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About Me

Ah, it is the fault of science
that it wants to explain all;
and if it explains not,
then it says there is
nothing to explain. -Bram Stoker

There is but one freedom, to put
oneself right with death. After that
everything is possible. I cannot force
you to believe in God. Believing in
God amounts to coming to terms
with death. When you have accepted
death, the problem of God will be
solved-and not the reversal.- Albert Camus

As soon as you trust yourself
you will know how to live. -Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

None sing so wildly well
As the angel Israfel.
And the giddy stars (so legends tell)
Ceasing their hymns, attend the spell
Of his voice, all mute.
-Edgar Allan Poe

I believe in Miracles.

By miracles we don't mean
contradictions to nature. We mean
that left to her own resources, she
could never produce them. -C. S. Lewis

The question is this: Is man an ape or an angel?
Now, I am on the side of angel. -Benjamin Disraeli

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Abou Ben Adhem
Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An Angel writing in a book of gold:
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the Presence in the room he said,
"What writest thou?" The Vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the Angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerily still; and said, "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow-men."
The Angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great awakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And, lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest! -Leigh Hunt

Love and Law

True Love is founded in rocks of Remembrance
In stones of Forbearance and mortar of pain.
The workman lays wearily granite on granite,
And bleeds for his castle, 'mid sunshine and rain.

Love is not velvet, not all of it velvet,
Not all of it banners, not gold-leaf alone.
'Tis stern as the ages and old as Religion.
With Patience its watchword and Law for its throne.

Vachel Lindsay


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Posted 12 Years Ago

Write something, because I want to read it.

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Posted 13 Years Ago

When the hell are you going to get back on this site again?

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Posted 14 Years Ago

Thank you, and merry Christmas to you too.

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Posted 15 Years Ago

Thanks for the request. Send me a read request for anything you'd like me to read.

Ironically Yours, Blade and Blood

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Posted 15 Years Ago

Finally, I was able to review the rest of your poems! You've reviewed most of mine, so I thought it was time to return the favor :)

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Posted 15 Years Ago

Oh well, I haven't reviewed all your's yet, though I've read them, and most likely I won't. And I put those poems up months ago, when you told me about her. If there had been any 'dark magic' going on around that time, it would've been in that first one.

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Posted 16 Years Ago

There you go, I reviewed all your poems except the two I didn't like. They weren't written poorly, I just didn't like them so I didn't know what to say. But the point is, you have to return the favor and read and review the rest of mine.