We seek better, forseen worse.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

So

Not much in my world. Been running that strat once a day, and it's semi-noticable, but semi-useless. Makes it hurt to masturbate, a definite con.

I've gots a poem from last night.


So
Chaos
Has
One
Other
Layer.

Work
Offers what
Rest
Kills.

Destruction
of Attention
Makes us
Defective.

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