It wont let me until I do something.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
it is hungry.
it has been patient.
it has been quiet.
devouring in the background.
silently and steadily.
time is running out.
it is about to be exposed.
it no longer cares for discretion.
it's job is to be revealed.
to show you.
to show you it all.
the sacrifices have been vast but hidden.
they now condense and are thrown in your face.
running up a conveyor belt going down a spiral.
we move but barely.
the machine has got us all.
encoded in the system.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Mirrors reflecting reflections of mirrors which are reflecting a reflection for a few other mirrors which happen to be reflecting each others reflection and at the same time reflecting other reflections that came from the other.
Slowly those reflections of reflections of reflections of reflections start cracking, breaking, shattering. One by one they all come down. The veil thins with each lost mirror. Time speeds up to the speed of light in order to reach no time.
A spinning vortex with three lassos around it all being pulled in different directions. Tired of spinning it will stop. All three ropes snap.