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Introduction: Thought Process of the Prophet-less
Walt Whitman wouldn’t deal with these people. I want to be egalitarian but it’s too hard when humans are hard to come by, proxy by proxy pass by, physical representations of digital images all around....
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False Prophet, Chapter 1: Blood and Water
What happens when a being is forced into the light? The very first time an infant cries, they are choking on red and clear and shades of life. The mother is mad with emotionlessness. She could care for...
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False Prophet, Chapter 2: Everything In Between
Sanity is subjective, fine, but what about society? That is objective. We have built it. We have sucked on the rotting breasts of it. We use it for pleasure and wealth, nothing else. Wealth is the most...
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False Prophet, Chapter 3: 0%
October 22, 2008: I don’t want to go to pizza class anymore. No matter how hard I try I can’t flip the dough. It’s too malleable. January 8, 2009: I’m still behind the dumpster in the back of Papa...
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False Prophet, Chapter 4: The Gangrene Has Spread
I’ve seen all of my lives. I can feel it on me and then I shut my eyes again and then I could feel them inside and I could feel it on top of me and then let it out and then I can feel them again. The...
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False Prophet, Chapters 5 and 6: When We End/In Silence I Will Speak
How the waves crash in variables that nearly no one hears. How the absence of light might seem like blackness. How distraught the choice between pity and piety makes me. How the earth slips between...
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False Prophet, Chapter 7: These Beating Wings
It’s that time of year again. That time I stuff shit down my throat. The hours spent with sliding excrement clogging the tubes. The bright red blood in my stool. The shining fluid ejected. The dull and...
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False Prophet, Chapter 8: Decaying Eagle
There is no progression. There are no cycles. No dogma, no perception, no light in order to guide you. There is nothing inside that you can unlock and release into the world. There is only static....
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False Prophet, Chapter 9: The Helium Road
The incomplete world where gravel and glass are in distance from further than forever ago. I’ve been in the dry heat for hours… too many chemicals pulsing through my body. I’m sinking under the lines....
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False Prophet, Chapter 0: False Thoughts
Grasping the existence of individuals. Irony in ultimately ending one’s own life. One must only know with compassion in order to defend one’s own species. Words write themselves on a page inexplicably-...
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