I was raised by a pack of wild amoeba in a petri dish.. Couldn't stand the heat of the bunsen burner,so I struck out on my own... Now,looking to my right I can ascertain that the one who really belongs in this lab outpost is he that will always tempt the fates..And from another perspective.....
February 26, 2005
In a world gone mad,where our memory functions are seizing up. When we can't remember if we took the blue pill or the red pill. Or if reality is just another phase of fantasy. A place where you strangle the dog instead of wagging it. Where those you chose to lead are doing so. They just didn't tell you that you were going to be led on a leash. The Matrix? Dominatrix? Politrix... as usual. Rewrite history with invisible ink.
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Hi, i was just randomly surfing and followed a link here. Glad I did! Well done...
Speechless, very unlike me...
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