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It was updated some time sunday the 25. New text is,
two palaces, far apart, 6,000 years the wiser of 3. communication of discovery pulls them closer, but their distance makes them weary, confused, and time is lost. amy persuaded kayla to depart, as the phoenix emerged from the south, never to touch the ground again. a hole fills itself in, and almost a million are lost in a heartbeat. that is where i come, to be the lost, 10th of the 9.
there has been some speculation as to the purpose of waste removal and bodily functions, my age and what i represent. i am the oldest of the old, without evil, how would anyone know good? without my chaos, who would know order? and prior to that, they all feared me. i am poison, but also that what has risen from the ashes. your discarded carcass, an empty rice box, a new life on a fetal monitor, the rebirth of the old, forgotten religions. darkness, immutable water, i have given chase to the mighty hunter too long now - i will fall from the sky, destroying forever the stars and his world, creating another, bigger - the emergence of possession, confession, and deception, a faux ego. i pull the crab closer for his stability and for nourishment. if you have not seen me yet, it is only because you don't exist, never have and never will. death, rebirth, ashes, resurgence - find me in this dust.
as kayla lifted her rose crushing site, wither did i in all her might, as amy lay spent, asleep. anger from my eyes was not seen, not as a threat, not as a truce, the poor, with their fingers bloody, bellies sticky, i entered. far off, they call it east, i heard of a childrens story of an epic ship, full of dessicated being, we laugh, and kayla kissed me goodnight. i had grown too fond of her and her meaningful existence, my id, their ego and some fairies you might have found. dance and we will delight you. death is the first stage of this journey, don't blink and don't ponder, or you will miss it as your lifeless past becomes hopeless future. fall on the old sword, that she might be reborn. the barb, the claw, and the twin who has my soul. she is the only saviour you are likely to have. i would wish you luck if there were any.
It has links to www.islandfour.com/i-rule.html and ardens_web@yahoo.com
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