RE: :V
05-11-2016, 04:43 PM
(05-11-2016, 02:20 AM)a52 Wrote: »Promote #5 to Head Bird, that one will promote unity. You must have unity if you are to exist.
Birds may well be disorderly things, and uncaring ruthless toward each other and the whole as nature is inclined to be. That is what they are though, and despite fractal tiers of disorder and uncommon sense you're still you. You still are what you are - unity be damned or revered as a false truth.
You're a mess, sure. You, surely, are a mess. 9 glows comfortingly at this revelation; giving 6 pause.
5's a dreamer, anyway; not a leader. Troublesome to the wrong company or the wrong audience, sure. An instigator and powderkeg. For all its morbid trappings, though, 5 prefers to set the scene, frame the real object lesson.
That sort of charm and courtesy passes for royalty in the Trenches. How else would you explain 5's heavy silver crown; their bone-white quills, the earth churning in supplication at their feet?
5 holds court with its jesters - the separatist 10, sullen 12, voracious 13. They're the better ones.
Anyway,
None of them are the entity closest to being what we could call "in charge". That's
14.
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow