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Well I have been there from the beginning of the Y
to the seeping entrails
I have palmed an enterotome
viewed pliers on dura..and suction to what fluid remained signifying life..
sagittal and coronal views as one could never hope Even in a state of a nightmare to recognize self..
The good doctor with heightened recognition
lost his appetence but not to deny tribute similar and parallel to that of Masaccio...
Hats off to you cloaked knight of expiry.. how you find us still even in high towers...
Mavens and boorish alike, even the ones of decorated words reach the final dénouement and it as bare and simple enough that all must sup... So pass it around now that no one is forgot!
And tell me, was there room for all that mirth and scorn?...
Have you found your existence gratifying?
Time to sleep, might a kind heart close your eyes.. feel you still without sensation or expression the earth as it absorbs you...
Tell me now that you are silenced and shelved, even sprinkled an offering to the wind.. if nonexistence is solacing?...
All that you know now, you know -- It was you all along who was contemned...
But the same, always the same and never that you may heed, I ask only in rhetorics!
wrote this a while ago, after a tirade with an atheist here..
thanks for reading

to the seeping entrails
I have palmed an enterotome
viewed pliers on dura..and suction to what fluid remained signifying life..
sagittal and coronal views as one could never hope Even in a state of a nightmare to recognize self..
The good doctor with heightened recognition
lost his appetence but not to deny tribute similar and parallel to that of Masaccio...
Hats off to you cloaked knight of expiry.. how you find us still even in high towers...
Mavens and boorish alike, even the ones of decorated words reach the final dénouement and it as bare and simple enough that all must sup... So pass it around now that no one is forgot!
And tell me, was there room for all that mirth and scorn?...
Have you found your existence gratifying?
Time to sleep, might a kind heart close your eyes.. feel you still without sensation or expression the earth as it absorbs you...
Tell me now that you are silenced and shelved, even sprinkled an offering to the wind.. if nonexistence is solacing?...
All that you know now, you know -- It was you all along who was contemned...
But the same, always the same and never that you may heed, I ask only in rhetorics!
wrote this a while ago, after a tirade with an atheist here..
thanks for reading
