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Started by Sepia, August 21, 2008, 02:40:16 PM

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Sepia

It's a beautiful belly, the kind of belly you only see when you're watching the telly and there's this little diamond stud in her belly there and men from the Future tell you that this, this is the actions of the robots from Mars. You believe them, feeling a sudden pang of guilty conscience and you feel filthy but it's something else growing on the inside of you and you see it for the first time now, you see what's going on but you can't touch it but it's there, an anti infestation built from strictly your own components, a little machine inside the god and while we build and toil on that machine for the rest of our lives without getting further we never forget that they weren't our blueprints

They were handed out along with our hardhats and boots

But LO! There! On the horizon! Do you see the sun like a pregnant belly immersed in water? Bobbing gently, telling us things, making us see things. The birth is happening and we're nervous standing in the room outside clutching a fake cohiba which is cracking under our fingers and we see ourselves anew in the turqois of the medical world and we storm in and we see the head and we've seen it so many times so we never realized but there it was, like a cloning process straight from Dr. Mengele we created copies of ourselves and unleashed them upon the world with only one goal, one thing to keep us from kicking and screaming at this stage in life and it is hope

Problem was we knew Hamlet too well and we'd found our task inside the belly of the world and we saw behind the machinations and we saw past and through the aesthetics untill we came to lead and our xray eyes wouldnt work but we saw it there, the inner workings, the god machine and we see it and we live with it and some make shitty interpretations and call it art but we were here, cut from one umbilical we attached ourselves to another in fear of falling further down

We'd found our abyss, we seen into their dark and we didn't stand up to it, we didn't fight it, we didn't philosophize it away and we didn't walk away because we'd found the abyss and we became best friends
Everyone will always be too late