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Fun with NumbersStart at Zero, add Two more, then a Three and a Double Four.The numer Eight wants to join in and brings it's friends both Nine and Ten.Then a small, little Square joined in, hanging over the head of a Five like a fly.Suddenly, what seemed like a Cube came stubling in, dragging its friend, the Double of Ten.Then a Root joined in, carrying its Thirty-Six in a cage, it went for the beer, becoming engaged.Then an Odd Range of numbers, from Thirty-One to Forty-Nine, came up from the basement, bearing the wine.Finally, the last guest arrived, it was a number of Negativity, a pessimist one would say, this sad looking number was the product of Eight-Hundred-Forty-Seven and Ten.These numbers Combined generate a Simple solution.The resulting number is the Base of all others. Not once mentioned in this small number party, this little number is too grand for such a small celebration.Try to find it if you can, it may be a help to have a calculator in hand.
1000 DeathsA man can die a thousand deaths before he truly dies.They will be horrendous, destructive deaths that will tear his very soul apart.He will burn as if on fire leaving nothing but a pile of ashes, blowing in the wind.A torturous world...But a man can leave all these thing behind...Rise from the ashes, like a phoenix, take wing.To a better place...A place where his ravaged soul will be pieced back together.Where he will discover love, hope, and joy.He will not rule or be ruled, forever content.A paradise...Then he will die a true death.But this will not be one of torture sorrow and despair.It will be an ascension to a place of a higher standing.A heavenly world...He will search out other ravaged souls.Will them out of the ashes,Piece their souls together,Teach them the ways of love, hope, and joy.An angelic being...But in so doing this,He will give up the knowledge he has gained.And descendSlowly,Mindlessly,To the world below...The cycle continues...
RiddlesI fly through the air at weddings all around,I don't grow in a tree nor do I grow in the ground,I'm definitely a plant that is farmed or grown wild,The fruit of my growth is loved by many a child.what am I?Garbed in a robe of the red most pure,There is a flesh that is said to cure,With different robes come different names,And in the fall I find my fame.What am I?I can always be heard wether soft or loud,I can fly a kite or push a tree to the ground,In summer im loved but in winter im hated,People say that i am energy wasted.What am I?