"Alone, even doing nothing, you do not waste your time. You do, almost always, in company. No encounter with yourself can be altogether sterile: Something necessarily emerges, even if only the hope of some day meeting yourself again." (E.M. Cioran)

Monday, April 28, 2008

Pressing On


Train fades into abyss
Living walls glow up white
Star night stain shooting fire
Red horizons
A force more bright than death
Tuned to 128,000 separate radio frequencies
Cross bearing Jesus for killing
Civilisations aimed at heavens
The war's already here
What stands if freedom fails?
Who dies if freedom lives?
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