Sunday, May 03, 2009
Seeding the Abyss
Being in Unknowing
Allows Knowing to enter
Nature abhors a vacuum
Through soul-deep despair
Being is made fallow
For future joys to be planted
For the cup to be refilled
It must first be made empty
There is no substitute for the Abyss
Egomaniacal entities
Frequent rectal passageways
But I do not smoke a pipe
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