There is the dissipation of a self, fractional and distorted a dream can never capture un-inverted. It always arrives uninvited… The nirvana was morbid and there was not a true ecstasy in it… Very little was known, but too much was running out on drought…
–FROM MY AASS FACTORIAL DESIGN SCIENCE FICTION ANTHOLOGY TITLED “WHIRLOO”. DEWLOGICBOOKS.
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