Cainnech with lassie Amandine, are but reposing upon the off-shoot of an elongated disambiguation of living wood. They are interlocked, each, at the primary position of the alimentary canal: O-S-C-I-L-L-A-T-I-N-G! First comes distributions of vasopressin receptors interact with oxytocin receptors to produce grand memories of dopamine filled evenings stretching into wee hours of colored wax spread across cartoonish surfaces of coniferous fibers pressed together into cellulosic mayhem. Then comes the state, the church, the family and the friends. They all must approve enforce celebrate and mandate a promissory pact between those young binary souls. We speak of a covenant unholy rigid and binding…. Financially exhaustive, morally bankrupt… beating her down while enslaving his once fierce and free soul. We speak of an unholy covenant based upon lies, tormented death march through wide open gates of despair and ruin, to only run from inevitable endings, escaping from the true love of ones own soul. But when we gaze into Future vision, we see into the far off distance, a tormented soul once strong once whole now emaciated, cut down laboring upon a path, limping towards our perch. As he draws closer then closer still, we see only too clearly sweet Cainnech, pushing with care, a miniature trap, that encases the “proof” of the proverbial binary pudding.
Posted on: Wed, 09 Oct 2013 03:51:32 +0000
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