Posted by kid_A on August 8, 2002, at 8:57:46
no i am not your type. not at all, you look at me do you not see jagged yellow teeth, this daemon belt that i wear, once a prize! Ha! what a laugh, that compells me to crawl through the sand every night... see the sharp claws, this mane of hair that can not be tamed or untwisted, how they silence the voice with a howl. wolf wolf... oh god, hieronymo's mad againe... the villagers come with their pitchforks and fire, and there is nothing to do but crawl back into the tomb... earth is a loving mother, it will rock you to sleep in the end... the sea will crush it with its waves and we will all go down like Ahab's herses sunk to one pool... don't listen to me. stop reading this... you're only fooling yourself if you continue... we're walking through the street and everywhere you look the birds are holding hands, they are pecking at the Christ crucifixion... they are want for something to eat... they seek a lonely god to love... i want a big God... as big as a house to live in...
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"Does not empty space breathe upon us? Has it not become colder? Does not night come on continually, darker and darker? Shall we not have to light lanterns in the morning? Do we not hear the noise of the grave-diggers who are burying God? Do we not smell the divine putrefaction? - for even Gods putrify! God is dead! God remains dead! And we have killed him!"
_________-Nietzsche
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