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Ne'er Fear Thy Loathing -- a ProFounditty
there is no dark horse
in my sleepy
mindhole....whymust
wee think metapho'd
'nightmare' as
an invasion from wit'out---?
a terror in'flicted from
'some other' place---?
man
kind
fears it's self most derisively, so
agrands it's vapors of 'self',
& like merciless[ly] indicts The Same
vapors
of 'other'........a
pandemic moronicising
of it's self proclaimed
espèce supérieure
O ! how
cleverly insight-full
of eye!
now, wh'ere Be
them jolly'ass clowns
of My'own
essential essence?
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2014dkzk\FOTO:"LoveThyLoatheOfTheeOther"BY dkzk
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in my sleepy
mindhole....whymust
wee think metapho'd
'nightmare' as
an invasion from wit'out---?
a terror in'flicted from
'some other' place---?
man
kind
fears it's self most derisively, so
agrands it's vapors of 'self',
& like merciless[ly] indicts The Same
vapors
of 'other'........a
pandemic moronicising
of it's self proclaimed
espèce supérieure
O ! how
cleverly insight-full
of eye!
now, wh'ere Be
them jolly'ass clowns
of My'own
essential essence?
wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
2014dkzk\FOTO:"LoveThyLoatheOfTheeOther"BY dkzk
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Published 18th Sep 2014
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18th Sep 2014 8:55pm
I got rid of all my nightmares; I think anyway, just don't bring that clown near me..:) You are truly insightful, and such a pleasure to read.
18th Sep 2014 10:07pm
Anonymous
18th Sep 2014 9:19pm
Eyes gits it beeg tyme dadda
18th Sep 2014 10:09pm
18th Sep 2014 11:15pm
its hard to shake off
conceit, for me, anyway,
since even when I think
myself a fool, I think how
wise were the fools in
Shakespeare...
and then I have to call
myself an idiot instead....
and then I think of
Dostoyevsky...oh bloody hell...
conceit, for me, anyway,
since even when I think
myself a fool, I think how
wise were the fools in
Shakespeare...
and then I have to call
myself an idiot instead....
and then I think of
Dostoyevsky...oh bloody hell...
