But be again
Correction on correction
Truth on truth
From an unseen disgusting hideaway.
Our comments benign and our effects endless, harrowing, beautiful yet there is some bizarre pain to the beauty.
And once again we return to that cliche,
Hide your romance young man, it has no place in the blogosphere or “democracy” of the internet.
Democracy is like reality, its never really existed.
And each thought is a fluid until it is a word.
And now it bows, in yogic transience, upon completetion.
The completetion of abandoning completion.