Cyber Crypt.
“ ‘Contempt is the worst of all things, it is a symbolic way of killing a person. It revolts me.’ “ --An Intimate History of Humanity
“Shadow of the Eagle”
Wandered and winter dark blooms
Dark puree grow chrome
Above us, in the pathless dark
The call of the minaret
Roar, din of our machines
The vowels of the wolves collide
The lacerates ran down
They from the dim inane and vague opaque
That contains all the others
Hurricane and salvage
Pictures in the fire
Untrustful and his only way
Stormy Orion rising, on blind shoals
A soft frog ruins the mud
10 06 04
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