Wednesday 7 March 2012
Game over.
You have to remember what you are. Can't you see the world wanted to play with you? It wanted the most valuable heart in the universe to be out in the open, there for inspection in front of squirmy common folk. The mind of centuries devoted to a mindless cause, a prisoner, when it is that same mind that created prisoners and knew nothing but freedom and nothing about weakness. It is a strange game the world plays, makes you so devoted in its rut that you can't see clear no more. Utter bondage. Pathetic. And it ends today.
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was taking a blog tour and came across yours....nice blog!
ReplyDeleteI don't often feel like commenting on your posts because I'm scared to ruin them with my inane comments. But your posts are phantasmagorical. And I love reading you, it's like I'm reading me, but an older me, a more powerful me, more powerful than I can hope to be. Gah. Such a groupie right now.
ReplyDeleteOh, I love it when somebody comments! It makes me feel all glowy and happy inside, as if someone actually knows what I'm talking about half the time, as if it's not going to waste. And thank you so much, nothing related to me as ever been described that way, you just made my day! Several days in fact :D And I'm not a more powerful you, I'm just more broken I suppose, and that's not power. Thanks, again :)
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