flight of icarus.......wings aflame......chewing on the ankle of desire.......characters dancing.........few feel the rythm.....movin to a scramble......choatic motions.........anything but confidence........wings aflame..........the gates release........sudden awakening.......cant fly away.......the reflection in the mirror showing the burning cinders of an escape........stark realities.....surreal confessions to the priest about an epiphany about a collective consciousness........no real joy and no real sadness.......just a download of a lifetimes experience like a comfortable miracle.........evolution finds its finest hour..........split the genes..........like the adams.........fuck the apple......give us the bombs.......quick and painless...........only the ones who live will suffer..........with wings burning.....bit by desire...........hows the fire?......i think ill go for a walk and let this all pass.........listen to the rain fallin.......desires
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i definitely write drunk and edit sober. it is called "select all, delete"
it is 10:48 am. i am still drunk.