L e s . p a r a d i s . a r t i f i c i e l s [ c h p . 4 ] - T h e . B e g i n n i n g

Listening to: ISIS - Wrist of Kings [ In The Absence of Truth ]

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Somethings happening real soon.I can feel it.A rift.a change.in myself.nothing to do with the consortium of time or anything but just something within me.I'm not sure if it's a good change or an ugly one.A friends birthday is coming up soon.God knows how that's gonna turn out.i know i can't hide away from responsibility of being a good friend.I remember W b'day,ha ha, wicked night,that's all i can afford to smile for.a second.anything else would be fake as i know me and W aren't the same either.There's something inside of me eating away at what ever humanity i have left leaving me with a husk of emotionless void. i don't know how we grew apart, it was in between the X and the LSD,it has to be.....In between Earthcore in the park and being on the ninth floor at Westfield shopping complex having our brians ripped apart by our own trancending neurotic overload. Would i have done anything different? NO! it's because of experiences like that,unforgettable, we evolve, change, into who we're suppose to be,whether fact or fiction,it brings out the darker side of you,the true you,the one that wants to live,not just be a husk.....and watch as leaves fall to the ground.

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