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aj et-black hotel mirror

they used to spray me wuith cold water when i tried eating my favorite meal the Lovely potted plant

P. Craig Russell, “Elric, The Dreaming City”

has anyone seen my sharp rock? i left it in the river for 100 years for safe keeping and now i can't find it. its many uneven edges have sentimental significance

we're sending your confirmation code on the delicate wings of one of god's wonderful creatures known as "butterfly"it will be there in 2 hours

I hope no one's done this already

*foreman scratching his head and frowning at blueprints* So we all know the tao that can be named is not the eternal tao. So we kept lookin' until we found a tao that couldn't be named, but wouldn't you know it, that wasn't the eternal tao either. Right now we're on our third nameless tao and the county board's breathing down our necks to finalize the permit, so we got a truck headed in from Houston, but see, we can't find out where it is or when it'll get here without naming the damn thing. Last I heard it was at a rest stop down near Mobile. Anyway Barry achieved absolute stillness of the soul yesterday which is helping our budget projections but we're still lookin' at about $7k right down the hole,

7-11 CLERK: lovely day outside, isn't it ME: uhhh ME INTERNALLY: shit. I didn't notice. How do I continue this conversation MY INNER MONOLOGUE: Service workers love it when you tell them the things mortal men were not meant to know, when you speak to them of principalities and powers upon the earth ME: In the sun a wheel, in the wheel another wheel. Do you see? 7-11 CLERK: Yes, I see! ME: For each turn of the outer wheel, one thousandth a turn of the inner wheel. And within the inner wheel a point of perfect darkness 7-11 CLERK: Right, growing, devouring. The death of all light ME: Wanes the light - right - wanes the light and waxes the solar eye. Wanes the day of flesh and blood and waxes the night of crawling beasts. Chewing and swallowing. The name of the night to come is khoshek ha-gibbor 7-11 CLERK: Is that hot dog a quarter pound big bite or a spicy bite. They're priced different ME: Which one is cheaper

Babe come to the kitchen I made your favourite meal (oil fire)

savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park

just saw a horse scurry under the fridge

′′ the saint ′′

Gérard Dubois 

Rroû 

Maurice Genevoix 1931 Éditions La Table

War

Famine

Pestilence

Death