Address Hygiene

Aug 12, 2014 00:49

Oh to assert the power. All the wont and the wanting, all the love and the loathing, all the pulsing desire and palsied decaying.
To collect it all within one's self and concentrate it. To trick it. To show that while it made you twitch and cringe and stare off into the distance and spout words with meaning meant for no one but one dimension of yourself...
To tempt it all to circle about you and grasp hold as you pull it into non-existence.
It's a victory beyond measure.

I made some pork chops earlier. With pasta and broccoli and mushrooms and chicken broth.

Nothing ends me but me.
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