Liquidity DevoursSubmitted by electrictoothsyndrome at 2006-04-20 03:13:14 EDT
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Special is the kind of word that's always reserved for those occasions when the mind really doesn't know what it's doing. The human soul can be broken. Did you know that? This body...this flesh...is like wrapping paper on a wondrous gift that everyday we deny ourselves.
Did you know that? I bet you did.
Of course you did. And one day you will know what it is that all of us eventually know. When the body is torn asunder, all possibilities present themselves in an instant, and in that instant you are God. And you can choose to light the fuse again, or allow death to creep over the earth. This is the one key. The key is one of seven. There are but seven souls who will choose not to light the fuse, Mr. _______. 7.
Can you guess who the last of the seven is? Can you guess who forgot to bring his matches to the thought party? When all memory is wiped clean, when there are none left who remember your name, then you never existed at all, but in a dream. Awareness is reality. A wave of the hand and all is erased.
There is no God ever made himself aware that didn't turn right over and fall back to sleep. Remember that ________...if you can.
All things wither in the end...especially love. First to come must be the last to go, but in its own way it is the easiest. The easiest to attain, the easiest to vanquish. And just before the massive dark engulfs the last human heart, a shallow sigh is heard, then there is nothing...nothing save the last quiver of the last human muscle as it twitches and writhes in orgasmic agony...forever and ever.