From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. Originally posted 2011-07-24 08:06:16. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreI watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor. That’s my dream; that’s my nightmare. Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a straight razor… and surviving. Originally posted 2011-09-30 23:01:26. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreThe true genius shudders at incompleteness – and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be Originally posted 2011-07-21 07:38:27. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreThe boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? Originally posted 2011-07-20 21:51:04. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
Read MoreThere was a deliberate voluptuousness that was both thrilling and repulsive. Originally posted 2011-07-17 22:41:49. Republished by Blog Post Promoter
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