There's no point to any of this.
It's all just a random lottery
of meaningless tragedy
and a series of near escapes.
So I take pleasure in details...
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Autumn?...
...swimming in the air.
The man thinks, The horse thinks, The sheep thinks, The cow thinks, The dog thinks. The fish doesn't think. The fish is mute. Expressionless. The fish doesn't think, Because the fish knows Everything. The fish knows Everything.
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