Magic Cow

Oh, and we thought we were so original.... (LOL)

From Cabanon Press.

 

Sunday Updates 10/26/08

We haven't been very good about telling you about updates, but they have been going up. Here's some recent stuff for you:

Some short stories have been added:

• greed
• bombs
• time travel
• ghosts

Jonathan is dealing with a pile of bodies.

Stewart is leaving notes for Zim.

Zim's been writing in his journal.

Molly pretends not to see it.

Molly & Zim put up a flickr account.

Molly & Zim's map has been updated.

Until next week, have a safe trip!

 

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america's really New York

in the world of denial & persuasion

- those speaking the truth & pulling back the curtain are mocked & jeered until others start saying the same things then they become a threat

- we stand upon the souls we once were only transported through time remembering more & more there is a possibility it could be our time to become the pharoh or cause the pharoh to fall

- either way it is unimportant as the children all go insane they will not even be guided by mere thoughts or emotions or anything they think they know

- the draft is coming I feel the cold it is in the air there will be no petitions no contracts this draft has us all if we live through the conjuring - placid days coming to hypnotize the subtle shape & shift brings illusion of grandeur promising much unless much awareness is granted destruction will come from those less observant - to call a tune strum one down pour the mead you see I'm not sure when but this is about to be a very long journey - open the doors to those of dirty hands it means they work hard listen closely to the quiet voice for they are reserved & have learned much follow not the pretty smile to the slaughter

Just dust

I turned my head too quickly. The disorientation was a result of the sudden shift of perspective. I stood up too suddenly. The black vapor I caught in my peripheral vision was an illusion caused by a change in blood pressure. I cleaned recently. The mists in the air are only dust caught in the sunlight. There's not really anything there. I'm pretty sure of it.

 

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eternal bodybag?

Germany

was like heaven but you see where I am now

it gets hotter than a hundred in the summer with no clouds

...I've been dragged down

but at the same time I've been dragging myself

for so long

-

to think I was someone special once upon a time

it's like

a seriously psychological delusion

&

the world doesn't mind

letting me know

-

I said to the butler here're the keys

then walked out with nothing

&

nothing is what I'll be

forced myself into slavery

What is this that I've done?

tried to go back home

but now there is none

-

tried to reach you through prayer

tried to reach you through war

tried to reach you through self-destruction (there's not enough wine)

found the silence I never wanted to find

the lost connection

but I am still here on the line

-

What is this that I've done?

What is this that I've done?

Is this what I thought I wanted sometime before now?

&

Is there any going back?

-

Or is this the meltdown I am not strong enough to hack?

Is this the world shifting it's pole(s) to bring life back?

Is this the way we are truly supposed to grow?

Does this ever end?

Or is this the eternal bodybag which I souly own?