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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 |
| Answered prayer, moving B in. August 28, 2002 2:49 p.m. Related Reading Just so you know, C and I made up. She appologied to me for being bitchy and said that she had felt bad about it. I'd just like to point out that I have had alot of answered prayers lately. I had a panic attack Thursday night and started praying non stop for everything on friday to go well. Now, friday did start off awful, and I couldn't find anyone to help me go get the Uhaul when I was wanting to get it. So I went to my landlord and threw myself upon his mercy and he gave me till Monday to get the stuff out of the basement. Then, around 5:30pm, I finally got a hold of B's former housemate, and he took me out to get the truck. When we got back B was waiting at my house. And ...I had been under the impression that his mom was bringing him back, but instead it was his brother and his brother's wife (from south carolina), who are both pretty buff. They came with the specific reason of moving him out! So the group of us were able to move everything into the truck without considerable struggle. Then the group of us went to look at this one place he was thinking about moving into (but hadn't seen the inside) It is AMAZING. It is huge! and it has hard woodfloors. It's very well kept up, so B was able to call the landlord that night and comfirm that he wanted the place. The landlord would meet him at 9am the next morning so he could sign the lease and move right in. Sat morning, I had to have the truck back by 8am. So we unloaded all the stuff onto the poarch, I took the truck back, and then we sat and chilled till the landlord showed up. It is so wonderful how it all worked out so well in the end. |
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