Thursday, October 11, 2012

I've Been Having disturbing Visions

Men in long jackets attacking with dust cold breath and fire.  A thousand abandoned termite mounds housing the workers for the new silver dust gathering scheme, damming water at the very base of the mountain before the sun and our food can take it all away.  Thieves and tricksters condemned by mass vanity and children bored by all agitation short of death.  Orphans and widows building their own shadow worlds with all manner of depravities given free berth devoid of proper social education. 
Tomorrow morning everyone will have a toxic reaction to even the freshest eggs and there shall be no crop in the field save the grubs themselves. 

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