April 2002
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113 April 2002 IN THE WEEKS BEFORE THE LOST FIRES WERE REBORN, THE EARTH CRIED. RED FIRE FEAR EARTH BORN DEPTH IN WIND COLD, SEEK MEEK TO BE REBORN TORN FROM THERE MISGUIDED WAYS, LAYS LIFE UPON THE FEET OF THOSE HOW KNOW. FREEDOM AS LIFE IN FIRST FIRE, NOW I WONDER IF PEOPLE ARE ALIVE AT ALL. I RENOUNCE MY AMERICAN CITIZENSHIP AND SEEK ASYLUM. THE WORLD IS AT THE MERCY OF MAN, AND WE ARE AT THE MERCY OF THE BEAST. SO UNLEASHED UPON THE SEA A BURDEN TO OURSELVES. 114 March 2002 I want to see peace in Israel, and I know how to make it a lasting peace. Jerusalem is mine, no more fighting, nothing left to fight about. Seen in mirrors of fact and fiction, the lies that we tell ourselves so we sleep at night. Evil will be concord by good, devil this and that. I often wonder if Pr. Bush still believes in the Easter Bunny. I wish I did, so I too could believe that good and evil exist once again and my life will never be washed away by times Evil tide. Called to the supper of the devil but I was to busy, so I sent my shadow. Killed someone he did, but it was in self defense. Devil made him do it. So demon passed by my sprit must walk in light seven hours before the tragedy. Can you imagine...