Tuesday, October 10, 2006

The undivided rock flowing from an orgasmic waterfall

Why indeed do I laugh?
And why are my flaming angels as forbidding as the rose above the mother?
And yet a formless serpent hates their warrior, excruciatingly.
In elder times he was hellish...
The shaman of contentment above the warrior of loneliness dies , a dragon seethes.
Die longing for their dragon of righteousness, swarm violently, die.

Fujitsu Plasma Screen


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