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| TAKE MY HAND AND CLOSE YOUR EYES. I WILL TAKE YOU TO THE EIGHTH CONTINENT OF THE TWELFTH PLANET. WE'LL TAKE THE MIDNIGHT BOAT AND SAIL ACROSS THE DARKEST NIGHT OF OUR LIVES. IT MAY BE THE LAST. AND I WARN YOU TO HOLD MY HAND AND CLOSE YOUR EYES. I WILL TAKE YOU TO THE EIGHTH CONTINENT OF THE TWELFTH PLANET. WE'LL LEAVE TWO SETS OF FOOTPRINTS ON THE MILKY WAY. ON OUR JOURNEY, WE'LL VISIT PETER (WHO LOST HIS KEYS) AND DRINK TEA WITH ZEUS AT NOON. JOHN THE BABTIST WENT OUT OF BUSINESS. PROMISE NOT TO SPEAK OF JESUS AND HIS WHORE. TAKE FROM THE RICH, AND GIVE TO THE POOR. WE'LL VISIT THE SYNAGOGUE OF SATAN AND SING BLASPHEMY. THE PASTOR WILL POUR HOLY WATER (IT MAY STAIN YOUR SHIRT AND BURN A HOLE IN MY SKIRT) AS WE RECITE 6 HAIL MARY'S, 6 OUR FATHER'S AND 6 ROSARIES. WE'LL SHAKE HANDS WITH ALLAH AND EAT WITH BUDDHA. I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE LAND OF PURE FUCKING PLEASURE. I'LL TAKE UR HAND AND PLACE IT UPON MY BREAST. THE SUN WILL FADE. WE'LL MAKE LOVE. AND YOU WILL MAKE ME A VIRGIN AGAIN. TAKE MY HAND. IN OUR MOST PUREST FORMS WE'LL ARRIVE AT THE EIGHTH CONTINENT OF THE TWELFTH PLANET. I PROMISE THE CROWN OF THORNS WON'T HURT FOR LONG. CLOSE YOUR EYES. THE BEST IS YET TO COME. WILL HE FORGET US FOREVER? HOW LONG SHALL WE TAKE COUNSEL IN OUR SOUL, HAVING SORROW IN OUT HEART DAILY? HOW LONG WILL THE ENEMY BE EXALTED OVER US? WE WILL SPEAK WITH THE MAN WHO HAS HEAD AND HAIR WHITE LIKE WOOL, AS WHITE AS SNOW, HIS EYES, LIKE A FLAME OF FIRE. WE SHALL DANCE WITH HIM IN OUR PUREST FORMS, WITH OUR CROWN OF THORNS. YOU WILL IGNITE THE SEVEN LAMPS OF FIRE. AND I WILL READ THE SCROLL. THE LAMB WITH THE SEVEN HORNS AND SEVEN EYES WILL NOT MIND. OH DEAR JOHN. DO NOT BE AFRAID BY THE WOMAN CLOTHED WITH THE SUN, WITH THE MOON UNDER HER FEET AND GARLAND OF TWELVE STARS. SHE IS THE MATRON. DON'T MIND THE DRAGON AND FIVE HORSES. WE'LL HAVE THEM FOR OUR LAST SUPPER. TAKE MY HAND AND FOR 1,260 DAYS, WE'LL STAY ON THE EIGHTH CONTINENT OF THE TWELFTH PLANET. A PLACE WHERE LOVE IS A JOKE, AND JOY A CRIME. A PLACE WHERE PERFECTION DOES NOT EXIST AND HATE RAINS ON THE FACES OF THE INNOCENT. WE'LL TAKE THE MIDNIGHT BOAT AND SAIL ACROSS THE DARKEST NIGHT OF OUR LIVES. TAKE MY HAND AND OPEN YOUR EYES. WE MUST GO. YES, I WILL TAKE YOU THERE -3/18/02 |
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