Wednesday, March 4, 2009

The End of the Pax Februaria

The firestorm of chaos begins, and the first wave struck today. Sadly, this reflection was meant for brilliant things, but yet the thoughts themselves fled, terrified at the prospect of being caught and pinned to binary digits, forever wandering the infinity of the interwebs.

Alas. Terrible things come not in embers nor legions, but in firestorms of fluorine.

Lab. Ah, the sleepless, terrible... Lab. Surrender...I commandeer this computer is the name of... struggle. Struggle. STRUGGLE... ... Push! Shove! Cursed thumb drive--¶

Paragraph markers?! Son of a pilcrow...¶ Another one! The rush...cries of "Mayday!" Fumbling. The orphanage overflowing...The firmament overcasting.

Crazed. Deranged. Meta meta meta meta...sleep. Sleep. SLEEP. Murder, assassin...the cookies falling...Maelstrom! pull up...pull up.

Waterloo, Stalingrad... Kepler! Charge!! The ka-thunk, ka-thunk, ka-thunk... synthesis failing. Kamikaze quad radicals, sparking radios. Struggle. Struggle¶ What's this?! Treason!

Lab. Lab. LAB! Blah. Ah, the sleepless, terrible... Lab. Surrender...I commandeer this computer is the name of...Wait I said this. Sorry. Comic relief. Comic relief. Relief. BE RELIEVED!

Irony, wit, humour...LAUGH. LAUGH, wretch! Oxalic molar rush split hack chiesel...Allemandes! Allemandes! Go on my comrade...charge with your double permium! Crack... Russian soldier charges for rifle... My buret...mine! Fall fail flail but no avail. Titrate or die! White. White. Pink. RED?! Onomatopoeia, onomatopoeia, cacophablargh!

Four or three? Drip! Drip! dripping, falling...incendiary flames of doom. Hyperbola! Tick. tick. dirty wares of glass...

Tears. Relief? Survival. Survival. I will survive! Humour. Reference. It's funny. LAUGH, wretch.
Wait I said this. Sorry. Wait I said this. Sorry. Wait I said this. Sorry. Meta meta meta meta meta...

*hugs*

Lab. Cruel...fateful words, sealed up in ink... Extension, but alas! Fools...buffoons. Rigoletto! Interruption in chronology. Resume. Music. Subsets. the decaying ions...leaving. leavening?! leaving. silence. silence.

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Firestorms of flourine.

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