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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
 morning meetingJanuary 06, 2004 8:48 a.m. Related Reading So my boss called in a bit ago and decided to uproot the office and make them all drive out to Eistein begals for the weekly meeting. Did I mention that today is the coldest day EVER? but I didn't mind....I was thinking...."yea! yummy coffee!" ....but alas I was told to stay here and answer the phones. Lame people. Seriously lame. And why is it that when I have the time to write and entry, especially one at work I can think of nothing really earth shattering to write about. Actually I think I can answer that question. It's too freaking early in the morning. I'm exhausted and have yet to have coffee this morning because I'm trying to rehydrate myself from yesterdays caffine concumption. I am freaking tired though. |
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