So you have it all figured out? Everything starts making sense? You found the small inner spark, the last bit of inspiration you have left before your dragged to the bottom of the mud. But the swamp is dark, it sinks, it boils with torture...
And the monkeys lurk there, ever present in their tree top castles and there is nothing they like more then to stomp and torture, play their human politics, live within their blackened lies and drain your sweat and blood. Its almost impossible for any vermin to survive, and they are driven under into the weeds, hoping for their last little bit of inspiration among themselves.
But if you look with close eyes you will see that many of these vermin are really monkeys in disguise, ready to slit your throat with your back turned. In fact maybe in they end they are all monkeys... and soon the swamp will be nothing but empty whiskey bottles and the remnants of your own guts.
So that's the way it is?
Quote from: itsThursday. on July 18, 2008, 04:36:49 AM
So that's the way it is?
:spag:
All things are true in some sense, false in some sense, meaningless in some sense...
Sing along if you know the words, spag.
Quote from: Thurnez Isa on July 18, 2008, 04:23:34 AM
So you have it all figured out? Everything starts making sense? You found the small inner spark, the last bit of inspiration you have left before your dragged to the bottom of the mud. But the swamp is dark, it sinks, it boils with torture...
And the monkeys lurk there, ever present in their tree top castles and there is nothing they like more then to stomp and torture, play their human politics, live within their blackened lies and drain your sweat and blood. Its almost impossible for any vermin to survive, and they are driven under into the weeds, hoping for their last little bit of inspiration among themselves.
But if you look with close eyes you will see that many of these vermin are really monkeys in disguise, ready to slit your throat with your back turned. In fact maybe in they end they are all monkeys... and soon the swamp will be nothing but empty whiskey bottles and the remnants of your own guts.
I like. Bravo!
I like this. It disturbs me, but it's really good!
I like this. Stark and hopeless.