Dec 20, 2006 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
i have existed since the beginning. in the heart of industrial machinery where the machines of desire live, trapped, alone and out of control. yes, out of control. in juxtaposition to the remaining years of the twentieth century. and there, snipers prowl the rooftops...
Dec 20, 2006 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
the ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true, as i have heard from hell. for the cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave is guard at tree of life; and when he does, the whole creation will be...
Dec 20, 2006 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
i reach out to the old lamp and turn the darkness on again. And now you could read... Liberty The Inquisitor Dear Life The Bridge Remember The Tale of the Unknown...
Dec 20, 2006 | Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
we are the hollow men we are the stuffed men leaning together headpiece filled with straw. alas! our dried voices, when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless as wind in dry grass or rats’ feet over broken glass in our dry cellar. shape without form,...
Dec 20, 2006 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
“you know,” he said, “if i had my way i wouldn’t let anybody who believed in star signs or the bible or faith healing or anything like that use electric power, or ride in cars and buses and trains and aircraft, or use anything made of plastic....
Dec 20, 2006 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
Everything down there but the curtain was red. it was like a movie of something that was actually happening. black pimps in fur coats. the women were blank, shining areas with photographs of sad girls floating in them. “i’ll just take your money and go...