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My mind escapes to the streets of Venedig, watersoaked pavements, alleys cloaked in whispering darkness. She is my mother, my father, my brother, sister, lover and avenger - She is my saviour and wonder. For there is nothing new under the whipping tongues of the sun. This is my Ragnarok, but unlike the old one, I shall not turn to my blind eye nor my deaf ear or violated chin. In all its glory, destruction fills my lungs like a spiders web. This calm chaos of solitude, is where I find my solace - wisdom is bleak and hopeless.



For what is love other than a reproductive instict in the pathetic monkeys of an undead God? The enlightened ones might seek to flee into the realms of nihilistic solipsism - like myself - resulting in groups of anarchs living their lives entirely and only through their sculpting of various dreamscapes. Unfortunately, the advancements of the technology that the Wise Monkeys have adapted into our nocturnal lives, is still not quite enough to complete the otherworldly experience. And I am quite certain, that it never will be - enough.