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My legs were scratched and bloody, cactus needles stuck in them, shoes caked in black river mud, ankle twisted, burrs stuck to clothes, lungs burning . . . fuck I love it (except for the mesquite). It had been too long since last trekking aimlessly into the bleak wilderness but David was down to hike. No batteries=No pics, so have to go back to that...
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Tearing The Veil From Grace

Biblical choirs soar beyond veiled light
A swansong for ravens trapped flapping in night

A tragic yet magickal fall from grace
Too awful to taste for the led and the chaste
Those whose long fetters are addressed to all saints

Free shining souls torn from God's given Reich
Defiled, reviled, exiled from sight

And Hell knows we sought victory
Chancing...
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I chose to (somewhat) omit the Longest And Worst Day Ever, which was . . . sometime this week. What is sad was work was the best part of that day Yesterday was all comatose thanks to some damned pills. I lost at least twenty hours and by what miracle I know not, made it to work on time this morning. I woke up sometime...
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House
Hot water
No sleep
Bed
Work
and Bitcheses
Assclown broke Girlfixer
AFI in headphones
Bears
Wanton destruction
Coyotes
Brighton
Women in general
Day Off

This morning, I thought my feet would shatter on the stairs and the toes snap off like graham crackers. Damn it's cold. At least there's a warm, fuzzy blanket wrapped around my brain. I am sick of this old, bigass house. I'm going to have a little tiny house with one window and that's going to be covered with a blanket anyway (No pesky, goddamned...
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Fryer hasn't blown up in my face in over a week. I still have a healthy and rational fear of it all the same. I kicked ass at work tonight. There were few white fools wanting burgers. Good sunday specials . . . except for smelly fish with smelly olives . . . is loving food a crime? cebollas y chile colorado y chile verde............
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. . . where the moderns went, there were no more robusts, heidelbergs, or erects. - Shedemei
Could this have anything to do with framling, utlanning, raman and varelse?

This is the day I most need to fast-forward

Yesterday, the scion of Billy the Kid filled my propane tank here at home and this morning hi fixed Lisa Fryer at my place of employment. The night before, he and his family were there to eat as I sliced open my thumb (Not three days did I last with the New Knife, but that it drew Albino's blood and mine in the same day)....
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. . . so if you want a hundred acres of blighted earth and have a few hundred thousand to burn, look me up . . .