Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody.
Other people's XIV
21 September 2008 | 03:34

What a crazy beast this thing called life is. It takes us through all the tunnels and valleys...and every now and again we get to crest the mountain peaks.

Conspiracy theories and minds humming with doubt and wonder. The world at large is as much an enemy as a friend. Alien greys. Reptilians. D.U.M.B.'s And Phil Schnieder. The Bohemian Club. Nostrodamus. Edgar Cayce and unsuspecting Hopkinsville, Kentucky. The world spins..and so do the spiders...catching everyone in their web.

Something new, something old. People say the world needs something. It needs something just. Something that works. And as dark as "prophets" forecast the future being..I'll stand in it with the rest of the world.

Mayans and dreamers loosen your grip on novelty hopes and prayers. Let genuine empathy reign supreme and build upon it's fruitful foundation.

Street Light Phenomenea. Thunderbirds and the cave of good and evil enlightenment. Fourth great cycle and what of Amilius and his Atlantis? Truth, shine brightly upon me and let me find you. Lead as you wish me to follow...

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