Anyway, I understand your point based purely on the fact that I ran that half-mad puppet into its driven strings and, after a time, the stitches show and the paradoxes shimmer through like silvery milk from the moon.
What was I saying? Oh yes... the temporary discovery/delight only seems to last as long as one has a new belle with which to tarry about through maddening, lustful gardens, and I have a voracious appetite.
Clearly, I need to just become more of a hedonist and fuck all this meaning nonsense. I mean, really now.
-Q -------------- "When I get bored, I pretend I am MisterQueue." -DullTrev[ Parent ]
It is safe to say that if I were there, I would give you a schooling my friend.
