Feb 07, 2009 00:14
[The recorder clicks on, to a few moments of silence. Then there is a long, deep breath, controlled and steady, before his voice comes on, very quiet:]
Oh me, oh my, what do I see; a monster, and her friend, and we. What a shocker, what a twist--another question in our midst. Double, double, soil and rubble, city churn and people struggle.
[His voice has begun to shake, badly, and there is a sudden pause. Another deep breath, less steady than before. Then his voice, still low but clear, as though near the microphone:]
...You who listens, you who sees. You who goes on as you please. You who adds on to our woes, thinks you've got us ducks in rows. Don't care 'bout the why or how. You've taken it too far now.
...Sorry to anyone who hears this. I just needed it off my chest.
peanuts plzkthx,
spin used to be an optimist you know,
then he had a meltdown