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From: "Robert Morpheal" <morpheal@yahoo.com>
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Subject: Re: 120307A
Date: 19 Mar 2007 17:37:09 -0700
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On Mar 13, 2:15 pm, "d.magitis" <d.magi...@blueyonder.co.uk> wrote:
> "Robert Morpheal" <morph...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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> news:1173761846.239662.46680@30g2000cwc.googlegroups.com...
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> > 120307A
> > ------------
>
> > It was a time
> > of living outside of time.
> > as worms
> > among the corpses,
> > eating up deceased words
> > with growing disinterest,
> > ghosting in and out of sight,
> > writhing in the eye sockets
> > of close friends,
> > nearly trapped there
> > into confessions,
> > trying to find the way out,
> > from the ignorance
> > of gatherings of hollow men.
> > No one was really alive,
> > and no one was really dead,
> > but it would always be over
> > in an instant,
> > and no one knowing when.
> > There were multiple resemblances
> > to the living,
> > but no getting personal
> > with any of those lovers.
> > They would only cut away hair,
> > steal every ounce of strength,
> > and end it all
> > in a beheading the beast.
> > Romance was only about
> > finding a way out
> > from under the mushroom cloud
> > and everything else
> > was the perpetual mind field
> > where a careless stray thought
> > could explode everything
> > into a subatomic nothingness,
> > that many prayed for.
> > We ended up being priests
> > giving them all last rites,
> > while damning most of them,
> > to living again.
>
> > ------------------
>
> No one was really alive and no one was really dead? What is that really?
> None existent perhaps.
You had to be there to really understand it. For a nice metaphor
think
of zombies. That's as close as you will ever get to that one.
We brought them back to life, again. Well, most. A few exceptions....
There are always exceptions to everything.
R.M.
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