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To me, it's inanimate ability becomes a Butcher's Dream. It lies within a reservoir of what Humans seem to think of as the most Precious Liquid GOLD they would ever have needs for. The moisture that makes up the entirety of this chamber does Scream, ...oh, ...so, ...Desperately to be Freedom Bound at Once!! An irritable voice that can Never be Reconciled with, for, ...the differences are LIFE and Death. It becons thoughout every LoneSome StandPoint that echoes within my Shpere's Aura for that glimmering presence to be at my side till it's war within wins over. ...Oh that tone, ever so demanding. I am doomed to give-in and Never turn it down. For, it does screatch ever so loudly with that type of inner pain way UnBarrable. All about this Earth's atmosphere Humans fight to survive, to live, to prosper. Radiating throughout the Universe that centers my very Being there's an Armagedon going on iside that pleads for an ever self-destroying World. A Distraught World where It's My Keeper, for, I am it's slave, it's Bondage of choice, it's litteral Pin-Cushion. And the weapons that are forever more Provided. Thos shimmering, glimmering, PointFull weapons are PainStakenly used against my own Livid Carcass. ~ ~ For a River Runs Through It. A river containing that Oh, ...So, ...Precious Gold as Humans find as their whole Livelihood's source of Life-Force. ....But, I can't see it any other way than an Expendable, Ritch Liquid that CAN be replaced. Mary-EllenMatthews/CopyRight2001 "Madness Carves It's Own Reality" Written December 29th, 2001 © on Dec 28 2001 07:41 PM PST    0 • 10