Black as Pitch

The children of the world weep and the mother's ears have been plucked free by the gods of illusion.

February 27, 2005

What Seeps from your Pores Will

I have considered myself a drunk. Not the type that does so too often, but that which does so too much on the occasion.

I shall kneel and pray to Falos, deity of the tears of abolished slaves, that I might make a return from this journey....

Sing for me.

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