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Ein Reich Ein Volk

they snorted and toiled the sound of swords being hammered the vanquished lay screaming a tale of rank deception with a maniac for the wind and damnation in the boilers trailing smoke and scrap metal basically they peel your skin off and noisily eat your liver while you grok the new data his prayer was bless the quiet night but the soldiers liked their slops it was an idiot army always hungry the finest BBQ caterers a government contract could provide but got blasted through the shower stalls by the Bureau of Infinite Statistics the past is never the way the demon gods and goddesses of ignorance and superstition don't want to be in the modern world anyhow which God take your pick if religion is a form of rot what disinfectant should we apply what brand of antifreeze mano a mano went the money we squander ourselves at the jungle meat tournament it was MardI Gras and goblins were in the woods at the stadium dome-o-plex the howling hooligans lusted for blood and they by jiminy got it you don't shed time like a skin the 300 decapitated that preceded me were prone to outbursts of dire warning its more than a game for compulsives they play Russian roulette every day the best of them last 5 days resurrection is just around the corner stoic echoic prosaic Prozac before the world nothing before your birth nothing the same old nothing question the audience was defiant with hammer blows and headbutts violin bows arced through the dawn mist illiteracy as the team mascot will not do in any sense a little less self dialog said the projectionist hi res wifi high five the highest resolution possible aren't we supposed to get smarter as fast as we can From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.site11.com/

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