February 5th, 2006

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And the black deer told me... don't be afraid.
From the distance I could see a huge holographic Ronald McDonald walking between the grain(?) elevators and trees. Oh, If I had the money I'd have them make one of those of me. And I'd send myself to stalk the landscape and scare everybody. See, I got this sort of field behind me because...because I've got spikes. Because I go between the zones even when I'm not supposed to. Because I'm a suspicious person report. And it's time to go shopping.
I felt she meant it both literally and ironically, and so I was poised between love and fear. But it was in this way that I came to be aware of the tower and came to see the micro waves and was able to see the base of things which was out of alignment. And this is when I first knew that everything was wrong.

The previous was brought to you by mr. the plague networks, ethanol, and picking at himself until he felt pure. I was pulled to the floor like a long time friend, after they banged my head on the wall as a means to an end.
Ozar Midrashim

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