Saturday 23 March 2013

Sixth sense and the consequent.

I wish I would stop seeing what others can not, Around them all is a faint aura of their deeds and I see them , The cast and the molds are all surreal and I see them. I see the hinged ghost of humanity that feigns their flesh and imitates it in it's nude hides. I see beyond the men and women they pose as. I see more than I should . The hollow holographic projections are all that I want to see for what I see beyond them is unnerving, disgusting, ripped, mutilated,charred,burnt faces beyond redemption. I saw one today,on a rather familiar projection, My dread and disappointment have gripped me yet again.

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