Time goes ever on and on Down from the beach where it began. Now far uphill the river's gone, And they must follow, if they can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where wowterfalls and canyons meet. And whither then? They cannot say. Time goes ever ever on, Under star and baobab tree, From fields where long the sun has shone, And rivers that don't reach the sea; Over dunes by aeons sown, And through the long abandoned vines, Over grass and over stone, And through the trees engraved with signs. Times goes ever ever on Underneath far-future star, Yet feet that wandering have gone Turn at last to home afar. Eyes that Beanies' maps now know With horror in those halls of stone Look one last time to home below And plains and hills they long have known. Time goes ever on and on Up from the beach where it began. Now far above the tribe have gone, Let others follow them who can! Let them a journey new begin, As they at last with weary feet Will step into the air so thin, Their destinies and fates to meet.
Posted on 2013-07-30 08:50 by Pfhorrest.
And now we’re all alone my friend, no more newpix, no ong to wait for without Cueball, without Megan, without a molpy or a raptor And now the end is here let otters shed their final tear Sometimes I check the otc and see the waves still looping I go to Geekwagon , pretend Cuegan’s journey is still trooping but then I reach the end And I’m glad I have these friends No more Ongs No more Time for Waiting All our songs And rapt anticipating Our page popes and blitzers always blitzing The thread’s still here, but friend’s I fear it’s OTC that’s missing but the pain, the pain won’t last forever We’ll still laugh and OTTify together In the post-time, we still have eachother And when I see the posts you leave I smile sisters and brothers And I know the comic is behind all the bonds we have achieved and fostered here If we look close I know that we will find From today, there's still Time for us I did wait But now that Time is over We go on Our friendships growing stronger in Post time The thread around me changes We molpy up and molpy down and never will be strangers We go on And though the end felt tragic All this time We brought half the magic Without time The world will go on turning So fill our world with happiness and facts I didn’t know I’m Still here You’re still here We’re still here And so One true thread grows
Posted on 2013-07-30 11:32 by SPACKlick.
At the end of Time you're about 4 months older And that's all you can say for the life of us here. It was a struggle, it was hell To keep up with what everyone's giving. One more day, ketching up, what is it for? One day less to be blitzing. At the end of Time you're another day colder, And the shirt on your back is not GLR's. And the Outsiders hurry past, They don't hear the OTTers crying... And the withdrawal is coming on fast, ready to strike. One day filled with sighing! At the end of the day there's another day dawning, But no newpix in the morning is there on display. And the waves crash on the sand, and the raft will break any second... The 40 went on in the land, There's a reckoning still to be reckoned... And there's gonna be hell to pay, At the end of Time!
Posted on 2013-07-30 12:46 by rvloon.