prose
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Some Further Thoughts on the South Thailanders
Do you know just how many South Thailanders there are? Millions, tens of millions. Maybe even hundreds of millions. Oh so many! Are they all unique, or do they repeat at some point? Did God make each and every one with his hands, painting each mole and scar upon their person, forming each of their…
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Twenty Thousand South Thailanders
Of the South Thailanders, there is the aforementioned cat breeder. When he is not engaged in his contemptuous commerce with the dog breeder, which, as previously explained, threatens to destroy the very boundary between the two species, he is engaged in a mad quest to selectively breed larger and larger domestic felines. To what end…
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Marriage
Marriage is necessarily a stabilization and anchoring of the spirit. It is a calcification, a stiffening of the soul. In an honest marriage, man must necessarily kill some part of his dynamism, gently smothering that portion of himself that is still wild and unchained, holding the pillow to its face until it no longer thrashes…
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Hills of Ajlun
He stares blankly into the horizon, his gaze resting gently on the crests of the green hills. It is a lethargic gaze, which, without the hilltops to support it, would surely fall freely to the ground. In a similar manner, he was resting his chin on his hand, with his elbow propped against the hard…
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Stare
Her harsh, unrelenting stare pains me. Her eyes fixedly peer through my own, ignoring my dark irides, which, unheard, plead with her to have mercy. With cold determination, they delve past the milky whites and reach into my soul. Not with the reach of gentle hands, which caress with warmth and concern for what lies…
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Chorus
In this moment can be heard the lamentations of the orphaned. The incessant wailing of the meek, destitute widows who, against their will, demand pity in their cries. The final shrieks of the countless poor souls, taken up from this world in an infinite number of horrific catastrophes of misery, their calls echoed and multiplied,…
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A Moment of Romance
The feminine to be desired and the masculine who desires. Her effortless guile and grace, gathering the glances of those around her. She glides across the ground, her gown flowing with each gentle gust of wind. Her focus is unbothered. Her green eyes, large and bright like two fine emeralds, float across the horizon, taking…
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Evening
The sky in the evening hour as it turns the bright cyan shade of Uranus, quickly darkening into an oppressive Neptune. What can be said about it? The sky becomes thick with hue, no longer the transparent backdrop of earthly life but itself a gelatin throughout which all floats. An opaque broth which envelopes and…
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Ten Thousand South Thailanders
Consider ten thousand South Thailanders. One deals in dogs, another cats. Between the two exists the most horrific exchange, a constantly flowing market of horrific mongrels. The driving force of this exchange isn’t some seeking of profit, but solely the morbid curiosity to see what will come of the next generation to be bred. At…
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Concept II
“He swung his legendary claymore, Grendethal, around his head, causing the swarm of orcs that had gathered around him to leap back. By now word of his heroic feats of strength and virtue had spread across the land, and the mythic power of the blade of Grendethal was known by all. With a powerful lunge,…
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