I'm bringing what I consider my best works over to the new account, so they don't languish in obscurity. I intend on closing out my old account eventually.


I vanish.I have finally learned how to disappear completely.I vanish.
Today, I vanish.
I posture myself as
to deflect all attention.
I vanish.
At long last, I begin to see the joy of not noticing.
I vanish.
I walk before your shaded eyes and they do not focus upon me.
I vanish.
In view of only these blazing elements (long-living, long-dead, and eternal) I worship my mastery.
I vanish.
On this frigid shore, framed by gray skies (soft as silver)  


A Beautiful DreamLast night, I had a beautiful dream about you.A Beautiful Dream
Sitting in a dusky shopping mall (arcade machines flashing, teenagers running & laughing) Sunset beams through those monolithic windows Every last particle of dust gleaming a silent storm of magnificent subtlety
Speaking in the quiet language known to dreamers We speak so softly shaded by solemn concrete
Finally, at long last I awaken in darkness and I am covered in cold sweat
I wish I


This is how humanity dies.To quote something I just read: “This is how humanity dies.”This is how humanity dies.
It started off somewhere quiet, somewhere all alone, somewhere where the night air is still and cold and the filled with distant moans and barely living screams.
Now it has spread into everyone’s home, no one is left alone, except the ones who are programmed to do nothing more but assault, attack, destroy.
All the kids are crying out in the night, climbing on top of their cabinets to avoid the tidal waves of crazed human flesh, sobbing softly as they notice the blood-smeared face of the model student, teacher’s pet, complete with a broken neck.


The Essence of FearWhat is the essence of fear?The Essence of Fear
What does it take to fill you with dread?
The essence of fear is this:
Walking down the darkest building ever (it’s what was once a concentration camp), going all the way to the very end of the longest hall, all streaked with shadows growing longer and laughing in your face. Peer into this room, it looks like a living room darkened, devoid of light, devoid of warmth, devoid of everything, save for you, vague shapes, and darkness. Step forward, and that old TV turns on, and the screen fills with static. Your heart beats painfully hard against your chest.
Then, wha
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I used to be with it. But then they changed what it was. Now what I'm with isn't it, and what's it seems scary and wierd. It'll happen to you." - Abe Simpson
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