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Gill
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Date Posted: 15:05:59 04/21/02 Sun
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ZERO.
's message, "Again" on 09:44:25 04/19/02 Fri
Well, there's nothing like an entry like this to really get my Core Wound up and running and shouting in anger...
In the morning, the rain pours down on the acrid town, stinking of fumes, pollution and dog shit on the pavements, fragrent with the stench of a million lifetimes. A battered child cries alone in her pain, terrified of her parents, but utterly incapable of defending herself, her skull split open. Ah yes, kissed and welcomed by the bliss of consciousness...but she doesn't feel that; or even if she did it would be of little consolation, as she stares through the black encrusted windows of this world, where no diamonds are to be found. How could there not be love? Because often THERE IS NO FUCKING LOVE. How could there be any joy at all, knowing this nightmare lasts forever? Sadness that this life will end? No fucking way. Death she looks forward to, knowing even that is futile, as the machine of Being will spit her out yet again to live another crazy life of confusion, fear, pain and terror.
Sorry, Zero, but I just had to say my piece...
Gill
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