such lonely little forotten fiends

prowling behind the mirror's silver sheen

licking and nipping and biting

and growling

awaiting dear Alice

and perhaps dear Aunt Malice

to come and play and

perhaps

begin

that terrible game

the glorious bloody terrible horrible wonderful beautiful

~----WILD HUNT----~

IN which THere are Issues discussed.

Concepts CONtemplated.

AND

THoughts on NonTHoughts and THinking THings.

I used to wonder where forgotten THoughts went. THen I remembered that the forgotten THings have THoughts too.

Dear alice Seems to have forgotten to tend to the mountains in Time.

Its quite a mess, I assure you.

Have you met the liars? THey've told me nothing but truth.

Funny Chaps they are, thats quite for certain.

Ah but those cretinous gelatinous masses of stupidity and unfortunate misfortune have instigated a terrible tradgedy through a series of events which were certainly less than fortunate.

And so we weep for those who live and celebrate those who have died.

Morituri te salutant.

And so, my dear, dear Mister Kurtz, you seem to have found yourself in a jungle quite foreign, far from the darkness and your compatriots and Hollow men.

But such must be expected, I suppose, from someone of your stature and repute.

And you, my dear Sir English, I really must insist that you slip inside that Tophat and make your way back to wherever you came from.

Because really, It is I that am the Perfect Host.

Let us then celebrate my glorious superiority!

Simply because I can, And so it shall be.

HAS IT EVER OCCURED TO YOU AS YOU LAY AWAKE AT NIGHT THAT YOU WERE WELL AND TRULY ALONE.

FOREVER ALONE AND UNLOVED?

all of us perfectly completely and irrevocably

alone

toether

with only ourselves

and each other

for company

all alone

WOULD YOU LIKE TO END THIS TRAIN OF THOUGHT?

WRECK IT HERE

AND NOW

AND WATCH IN SATISFACTION

AS THE METAL SCHREECHES

AND GROANS

AND FOLDS IN UPON ITSELF IN SOME HORRIBLE GHASTLY PARODY OF A WALTZ?

Will you WATCH IT SLOWLY BLEED TO DEATH

SIMPLY TO ENSURE YOUR OWN PEACE OF MIND?

what kind of monster are you?

what kind of monster are we?

shall we end with a whimper

shall we end with a bang

shall we fight on forever

for the right to be alone

for the right to pretend

for the right to be ignorant

or shall we become Human

and board the train?

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