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Creativity starves insanity
Mayhem and bedlam course the veins as the traffic and stampede impede the process of thought and carrying the one. Stifling on the first round, it's a diversionary tactic in the conversational which brings upon the ire and consternation. Over and on top, the incalculable incapacity to calculate the quarry with enough speed and accuracy to bend minds of steel.
Breaking out the space to shrink, three comfortable find four not so. A development of stacking too many, too quick in a crunch that never quite needs the cranking crack of the whip.
Markedly different beads of sweat break into the second of the two of the weekend. Where the pace slows to a pause, resting on the chin and the counter. Standing orders pick up, the faces render complete and familial, even if only for a second. There's a skill in knowing the unknown.
Destiny smells of dust and the libraries of the night. He leaves no footprints. He casts no shadow. One of the Endless, now one of the few, standing in the box, a time to stand proud and gathering, unknown.
Eight Dr Pepper cans left alive.
Soon Van - Sunday, 25 February 2007 - 22:16
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