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Prometheus Unending
You think yourself a god among men That walks unchallenged on the fertile dirt of the one true creator If they call you monster or spawn of Samael What womb do I call my own? Under a bruised horizon with open sores That expels the tears of Heaven’s gate I a...

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Bermuda: Sequence 1: Encounter
Fog devours man but its appetite is not fulfilled Water laps upon the side of the ship with each stroke of Poseidon's fingers "Stay the course", the captain cries, but his men know the stories of this place Of lost expeditions and futile resistance against ...

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Falling fractals plummet from the sky
Falling fractals plummet from the sky Within each white flake just a memory, Snow that shines brightly as each blue eye As both raindrop and composure cease to be; Each breath I take a gaseous cloud  That morphs shape to suit surrounding, Each note of your ...

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Bermuda: Sequence 1
Sequence I: Encounter 1) Fog devours man but its appetite is not fulfilled 2) Water laps upon the side of the ship with each stroke of Poseidon’s fingers 3) “Stay the course” says the captain, but his men know the stories of this place 4) Of lost expedition...

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Return to the Plastic Utopia
Twisted metal and
shapeless form; From thou appendages do
we adorn. Jungle gym. Downward tumble and
quickening pace; Land on your feet, not on
your face. Slide. Soaring seats and skyward
bound; Glide through the air,
high above the ground. Swings. One flies...

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Charlatan: A Play, Act 1: The Beginning
Scene One The lights raise. There is an office party going on in an elegant, large loft
apartment. Several people stand and talk and drink and toast. The radio is
playing soft swing music. Everyone is dressed in elegant evening wear. GEORGE , the boss and t...

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Ivory Fortress
Flashes
of nature scenes flashed across Alistair’s window: a babbling brook; a still desert;
a flowing waterfall. Alistair threw each aside with a flick of his finger. This
was the nice thing about the computerized windows; anything he could imagine,
he cou...

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A Social Gathering
           As
the night had gone on, it became increasingly clear to Mr. Carlisle and his
guests that his party was beginning to die down. The excitement that had
happened previously in the night, involving drinking and dancing and gossiping,
had done a com...

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Fear Comes Calling (2 of 2)
            The night was brisk and dark, like
every time Fear and I had met had been.             As I walked to my childhood home,
the night began morphing into our familiar battleground. The wind, once
roaring, slowly died down until it was non-existent....

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Fear Comes Calling (1 of 2)
          The first time I saw Fear, I mean really looked into
his cold, black eyes, I was seven years old. It was my birthday. I have a
summer birthday, so birthday parties for me were always a huge gathering of
family and friends alike. My seventh was no ...
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