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Posted by PS on November 05, 2008
Prose, Quasi Philosophical Ravings

Maybe it’s up to me
Perhaps I’m the one to decide
Should I mold you from my squalid imagination
Or will entropy finally deliver
Am I to leave you to invisible machinations
While cheerful nihilists are betrothed
To despondent brides-to-be
And when the deluded throng the arena
To applaud the stoning of the heathen
Am I to comb the crowd for you
Or will you find me down here

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7 Comments to Untitled

bApHoMEt
November 5, 2008

Dude, this is incredible!

indisch
November 6, 2008

‘Or will entropy finally deliver’… that’s cool!

Guru Panguji
November 6, 2008

I have lost it guys.. I don’t get it!! I just don’t get it..

Charl
November 7, 2008

Hit the nail right on the head :)

all4love
November 7, 2008

Sounds too good.. with many meanings I guess… But I didnt quite understand anything! Cant u write smthing that does not require checking the dictionary for the meaning of each word?? Or have I also lost it? :(

shrimpy
November 9, 2008

I’ve read this, and also books like “The Unbearable Lightness of Being” and “Love in the Time of Cholera”, and I think I’ve understood them. They’re about girls, right? http://tinyurl.com/57rxpo ;)

ArtyP
November 19, 2008

good stuff. you’re a strange man you know that?
not a compliment.

and thank you for you-know-what. :)

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