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Crazy?
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Mar 28 03:12 UTC 1994 |
Crazy?
I was crazy once. The sky was grey, and the trees were grey, whipped by a grey
wi wind into strange wonderful shapes. Grey cliffs fell to a grey pond, lined
with grey stone. Grey tree and grey earth and grey bird flying. Then, as fast
as the grey birds could dive, came the great grey wolves, row upon row, file
upon file, running like fear with nothing to run from, bringin the who grey
trees down in their wake. Cloud upon cloud of locusts, feasting upon the
bounty of war. Onwards, ever onwards their laughing masters drove them, grey
lords with no face. Galloping forever towards the end of the world, only to be
driven over the edge, falling into insanity, sweat, and tears. The great eye
closed, to open no more, afraid of what it could not understand, as it too
plummeted off the edge, down into the depths, down, down, full fathom five...
Crazy? I was crazy once.The sky was grey, and the trees were grey, whipped by a
grey wind into strange wonderful shapes. Grey cliffs fell to a grey pond,
where grey children took their sunday swim, unaware of the figure on the cliffs
above. Taking one last look back at his pursuers, the figure who was me leapt
into the pond. "Why me?" he thought, as his mind grew still, and the boy
heard him thi thinking....
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orinoco
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Mar 30 15:27 UTC 1994 |
None, I'm interested in making a collection of some of the nicer peices of
writing that have appeared on grex from time to time. Would you mind
if i used this?
Also, where did those two things remmers wrote, "I am a bat" and the one
about elevators?
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