It happens that these pages only come to be when I am alone and intoxicated. That's why I only post so often.
And that's also why I do not author them, it is the Gods.
As with any Revelation I do not feel I can improve, alter or rephrase. So it is just a diary, or, more accurately, a vomit that lays just as it splashed the ground.
Friday 31 May 2013
Fellow Man
Because I have been with you;
Because my skin was torn off
And my blood has fed you;
Because I have loved
You always,
I will kill you now,
I will bleed again with you,
I will forget you
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