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Silence Beheads Us     Drive slowly down the wasted alleyways, silken dark in gleaming watchfires dying by the way.  Ruin is beautiful in a kind of manner.  Shift.   
     --Sing me something.  
 
     Everything seems so strange these days.  Men are animals, whores, simple ones.  Before the Old Days passed away things might have been different.  Then, everyone says that, I suppose.  It was always better long ago.  Always, long ago they say.  Better.        & Silence Beheads Us
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No VacancyWill you come?  When the time arrives, I mean.  Will you come, for me, with me?  Maybe you understand too well.  That's the scary part, you know.  A loner who is lonely, it's an awful sight I imagine.               --What's the problem?             The problem is, I suppose, that I know full well what the problem is.  Most men ignore the problem, and replace it with something else, something baser and simpler and easier.  For me, it's ineluctable.  No Vacancy
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RoseIt was many years ago, I remember it now,  But the way things go, it might have been a dream.  When you murmured so low a song to me,  
And the sky blushed emerald, as after the rain  In the Spring-- and your skin was fair and soft,  
And blushed rose, rose against my fingertip.  When you sang an unfinished song for me,  Of how it was supposed to be--  When I was a child, and you were a child.  But the way things go, it must have been a dream.  I guess you never know.  When the bays breathed salt into our eyelashes,  And the boats sat sleeping restless in the sun.  The sound of Rose
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ImmolationI have sat before the mighty kings  Of all the earth, a modest audience  To bend the ear and wink an eye  And sing my low, metragrabolized hymn  Of builded-up broken tenements to Heaven      And an Ozymandian dream to which a sinking heart  Can hold no hands broke forth in offering  
To a stuck and greedy selfish people  Who have no recollection of the day that I  
Gave up my body to be burned at the altar  Of cracked pipe, peeling wall, chipping paint  And dirt streets--I passed the hour, alone  To murmur a low, unmusical kyrie--a curled  And enharmonic vire Immolation
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  • Current Residence: Maryland
  • Interests: Playing music; Waxing philosophical; Metaphysico-theologo-cosmolonigology; Shooting things.
  • Favourite band or musician: Tom Lehrer
  • Favourite genre of music: The spherical kind
  • Favourite artist: God, W. Miller(#5), Beksinski
  • Favourite poet or writer: Joyce, Dostoyevsky, Baudelaire.
  • Personal Quote: Imitation is the sincerest form of television --Fred Allen

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~Hanyuse:iconHanyuse: Jun 6, 2009, 6:39:38 AM
It's been quite some time, but I wanted to thank you for the favorite on Noir: Detective, way back in August of last year.

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\"Dead Tom\'s dead! Long John shot him!\"
\"But, Dead Tom\'s always been dead. That\'s why we call him Dead Tom.\"
\"Oh.\"
~melvinthemagical:iconmelvinthemagical: Apr 28, 2009, 11:20:59 PM
Miss talking to you, ill try to be on more often.

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"True love is in the heart of the beheld"
~melvinthemagical
"Philosophy and a spot of tea" ~TheDiogenesClub
~melvinthemagical:iconmelvinthemagical: Feb 17, 2009, 2:21:49 AM
so.. book idea, a wide spread epidemic that effects adults between the ages of 20-60. basically turning them into mental and emotional infants. This radically changes the structure of our government as younger and younger people are elected into office. its only an idea, but i wanted to see what you thought.

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"True love is in the heart of the beheld"
~melvinthemagical
"Philosophy and a spot of tea" ~TheDiogenesClub
~aphreall:iconaphreall: Feb 27, 2009, 4:06:29 AM
You know, I read a book a few years ago that touched on the subject, somewhat.
The disease actually killed off everyone over the age of 13, thus forcing everyone left to take over. I believe it even got onto then coming up with their own -limited- forms of government. Been too long to remember the details, but I've always found the story idea interesting (if I may butt in once again :giggle:)

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The ready availability of suicide, like sex and alcohol, is one of life's basic consolations.
-Edward Abbey
~melvinthemagical:iconmelvinthemagical: Mar 14, 2009, 1:13:14 AM
i would love to read that

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"True love is in the heart of the beheld"
~melvinthemagical
"Philosophy and a spot of tea" ~TheDiogenesClub
~WanderingOisin:iconWanderingOisin: Feb 27, 2009, 4:10:42 PM
Sounds remarkably like the cheesy (albeit entertaining) Post-Apocalyptic show, 'Jeremiah'...

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I looked to Love to cure my old disease.
Love led me to a thicket of IVs
Where bristling needles thirsted for each vein.
~aphreall:iconaphreall: Feb 27, 2009, 4:15:28 PM
(Take a deep breath, dear) I may actually have to find that =P
If memory serves, the book was called The Girl Who Owned a City or something like that.

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The ready availability of suicide, like sex and alcohol, is one of life's basic consolations.
-Edward Abbey
~WanderingOisin:iconWanderingOisin: Feb 17, 2009, 2:23:37 PM
Why, it's almost like what happ[ened in the Election.

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I looked to Love to cure my old disease.
Love led me to a thicket of IVs
Where bristling needles thirsted for each vein.
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~KiaraofthePride:iconKiaraofthePride: Feb 10, 2009, 9:37:21 PM
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~KiaraofthePride:iconKiaraofthePride: Feb 8, 2009, 5:40:12 PM
Hi take the free IQ QUIZ! I just found out mine.
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