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public posting of random mind-dumpage

1.26.2005

fuzzy warbles 

Hannah: oh for pete's sake
Hannah: what is with boys and their balls?
hannah: it's like an obsession
blamegenetics(me): they are unique
blamegenetics: like little versions of me
blamegenetics: and i pet them
Hannah: hahaha

1.20.2005

justice is a sweet taste of blood on the tongue of parched thought. 

as this silence erupts, the faith becomes deafening
drowning all who oppose
and slaughtering the lost lamb.
we walk through the valley of solitude and darkness our whole lives,
never realizing it is the serpent that lights the way to personal salvation.
who will cry for the martyr when he himself is the only son?
we baptise our young in the river of guilt
and expect them to perform our miracles.
no, there are no miracles left in a world of one-trick-bibles
and disappearing saviors;
they were washed away in a 40 day flood of ignorance.

1.02.2005

have faith that we all stray quietly 

sad hearts
we roam towards the safe home
that enatails our end
how will we know? when will it end?
who needs that despair?

the said calm sweeps over
injected with a truth syrum
enlighten us with your percept
coined saltine implant

have a heart, lock tired thoughts
and don't forget that dusty key

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