Akillian

In this hall we make our lives, selling ideas and making jokes. In this hall we reign supreme making decisions for the world. This hall has seen it all; our triumphs, our upsets, our failures. Unrealized dreams and broken hearts. Fighting, arguments, Discussions of how the world is going to hell. Laughter, loving times, moments of friendship. This hall is our protection- in it, we are untouchable. this hall supports us, it belongs to us, We are the Hall. Here we meet without fail, called in by friendship and trapped in by love. In this hall we made our lives, passing classes and planning grad. In this hall we reigned suprem

This is a something to show I'm alive A something to show I still thrive. This is something to dust off the pages After all, it HAS been ages. Update the gallery and show something new Something to improve, to interest you. This is my cry-- --"I'm not dead!'" My cry that I cry from my bed. This is a something crafted from words perhaps not an image, but just as good.

Here we sit in one straight line Consciousness and time all intertwine. To pass the time of the never ending hours..... .....We'll play a game that never sours. The one we call the waiting game: It makes the hours all the same.