Saturday, 26 November 2011
All truths, innovations are in the beginning, blasphemies. Mmm? Yet who is to deny the way forward if in such way therein waits the destruction of the status quo? Everything you once believed in was in effect, smote, abandoned? What then? You can yell "I'm a celebrity! Get me outta here?". The bugs, the snakes, the creepy-crawlies will keep on smothering ya! Hell? Heaven? Where will you end? That's what you think about when your nearly dead. Keep'emPeeled.