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Image: brain.binding.jpg   292x615 124596 bytes 2003.01.14

Limitations are less restricting than they seem.

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It just goes to show, hm?

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Achievement is extremely overrated.

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The purported means as ends... same result, just the scenic route. And it rips straight through your life.

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I'm not made of stone. But I am made of stone by-product.

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You'll wonder where the yellow went when you brush your teeth with Ponie.

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A dark flitting in the corner of the retinas.\r\nA flash of yellow burning through the irises.\r\nTiny antennae waving back and forth in flurry;\r\nLegs in motion, signaling the onset of work.\r\nHornets flow in a single-file forceful stream\r\nDown the lightless tubes and corridors\r\nThat honeycomb the flaking paper community\r\nCemented to the cranium interior with saliva.\r\n\r\nIn the shadows: the constant stream of activity.\r\nThe pounding of the march behind eye sockets.\r\nThe burial of pupae and frenzy of signal-dances.\r\nThe fight to the death and succession of a new queen:\r\nThe mother that inspires her children to achieve sleeplessness.\r\nThe construction of new chambers and paper layers.\r\nThe expeditions to the stomach and the harvest of flesh.\r\n\r\nA flight of association; conflict resolution between hives.\r\nToday we descend with the drowning hum of unison.\r\nToday we invade the deeper recesses of the hive.\r\nToday we grip the frail clay walls between mandibles.\r\nToday we behead the earth queen and devour her progeny.\r\nToday we empathize with the enslaved brown workers\r\nAnd paint their soft carapaces in brilliant black and yellow.

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Understand what a child is.\r\n\r\n(c)Push

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The diety of small things\r\nis an elephant.\r\nThe diety of small things\r\nis a whale.\r\nThe diety drinks from\r\nan ivory tea set.\r\nAnd shudders at each movement\r\nof the table.

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Thanks Wylde.

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Learn the lesson. Don't fear the reaper.\r\n\r\nOwn.

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Colored by the Foo herself.

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The little text says it all. Thank you Amelia.

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Fooness, you are important to us.
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Take it like a man.

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Logic: the lillypads of reason floating on the swampwater of absurdity. We, the frogs, need to learn to swim again. Logic isn't bad. It's very iseful. It can be a solid base from which to propel yourself or on which to rest, if you keep in view the water. How boring to be dry all day just to croak out an argument over and over. To limit oneself to logic is illogical. It's wrong to abandon it, but it's not all there is. Your nature is a tadpole. Don't deny it. Be absurd. Indulge. Invest. Enjoy.\r\n

Image: paper.dolls.jpg   522x565 175258 bytes 2002.11.21

People are infinitely fragile.

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What's this? Another layer of lies? I'm beginning to think that the digging itself is a cruel concoction...
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"I have a secret to tell..."

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We're all going to die.

Image: lucky.ball.and.chain.jpg   543x661 173426 bytes 2002.11.12

I'm growing up. I'm loosing my touch. I'm starting to get used to seeing myself so large in the mirror.\r\n\r\nI don't think I've ever been so fundementally dissappointed with myself.

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"John, I've been bad, and they're coming after me..."

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I despise coroners\r\nBecause they made my mother beautiful\r\nIn a way I never remember her being.\r\nAnd when I had to touch her\r\nTo make sure she wasn't about to move again\r\nHer\r\nBrown\r\nSkin\r\nWas cold like a slab of marble\r\nWhile\r\nHer\r\nBlack\r\nHair\r\nWas softly peppered\r\nLike the night sky.

Image: zola.jpg   461x439 177501 bytes 2002.10.11

Many thanks, Zola. Unfortunately, the sound on this old box is unresponsive.\r\n\r\nJericho (c) Zola
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Coffee. The only constant in this perverse world.

Image: breaking.into.paradaise.jpg   310x394 82754 bytes 2002.09.26

I know this is unfinished. But I hate it now. So..gah.

Image: hammerhead.starshape.jpg   269x488 85671 bytes 2002.09.06

Misunderstood. Drifter. Cultureless. Yes'm.

Image: inertia.jpg   400x573 154051 bytes 2002.09.05

Smashing through this\r\nKitchen silence \r\nAnd does this spinning world recall \r\nAnd does the sky hulking outside the window Reverberate \r\nWith sorrow and desire \r\nWhat it was you were supposed today \r\nBut instead \r\nWeighed down \r\nFeel the freezer\r\nChilled air on my face \r\nFeel the nighttime irreversible \r\n

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