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It was a time of darkness and destruction. A time of dread. Thanks to the twisted designs of a single man, the machines meant to end war for all time, became the executioners of civilization. Humanity's history tells us that such times produce heroes and heroines dedicated to turning back the darkness. And so it was, in the 22nd century, the Age of ( Read more... )

ella sussurrd:

Sono il defunto di tulli i defunti

i passaggi dei defunti

che ti hanno partato qua

l'amore e' il tunnel-sottile,

rabbioso e perlaceo

che ti ha portato a me

molecola dopo molecola

una forza chiamata "gravita"

pende dai pianeti

modulazioni del tuo cuore

densita' del sangue tuo

Amanti: come potete udire

l'angoscia di questo ( Read more... )

she whispered:

I am the dead of all dead

the passages of the dead

that have brought you here

love is the tunnel-thin,

rabid and pearly

which has brought you to me

by molecules

a force known as "gravity"

leans down from planets

modulations of your heart

thicknesses of your blood

Lovers: how can you hear

the anguish of your abused planet

when ( Read more... )

Exciting is hardy the word I would choose. Amanda is at full-term. 38 weeks pregnant, anxious, and as prepared as can be expected. Soon, very soon Ava Rowan Thew (ART) will be born into this world and into my waiting arms. She WILL be a work of art (remember when you were art?). Amanda is wonderful. I swoon for her. I am usually not one to gush, ( Read more... )

Words of wisdom, loyd, words of wisdom. That is what my last fortune cookie told me. Those things will tell you anything, I mean they're about to be eaten; they don't care. What does that mean? A cookie was trying to play mind-games with me, so I ate it. I guess it means that I should turn the things I hate into things that I find friendly. The ( Read more... )