| : AUTOMATIC WRITING : and her teeth are like broken wood and the battle isn't over and the wind is simply freezing and the gladiators continue bleeding like feeding amoebas and marijuana breeders like teething demons and Orion's semen and public death games and violent priest shame in the truth of night beyond the edges seeing you in crimson blue burning like leprosy with the new Mahatmas and all the rest ...... i must visit the emerald triangle ... again. |