Saturday, 12 December 2009

A polarised existence meted out by stupefaction, precedents sought and followed. A parable of ruin warned in reverent tones by nihilists on a crutch of lumpen fatalism.
Cautious, stoic and glum.
A glimmer of mystic euphoria amidst thick black poetic horror and icy insect intelligence.
Cautionary drones murmur, obey precedents, semblances of sentient creatures. Meted out by icy machines below a marble sky.
Blistering turmoil. Seedy urban reveries.

"Butch, domineering women attract simpering, timorous pederasts," she explained in a patient, patronizing, precocious tone.

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