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Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Statement of Intent
Enter Herr Doktor.
Is there an echo in here?
There seems to be confusion over my intentions in this quibble. But what isn't seen nor understood nor even assumed is that it is the provocation of emotion and distant recognition that this seemingly nonsensical diatribe is grasping for. These words aren't meant to be digested as-is or even is-as, but rather they exist in their current state in order to bring about an undefinable regonition deep within the bowels of the observant minstrels who happen to stumple upon them.
The purpose then is merely to evoke reactions without the use of cleared up and dumbed down directions. A kind of internal torment designed to be just obscure enough to leave the victim in a shell-shocked thought process. The result is a sense of unreasonable paranoia, insecurity, and emptiness. Self-doubt coagulates and chokes the arteries: Ego homicide.
The flow and word choice is sugar-coated in vague soliloquy so as not to allow the pure venom, which would normally spew from this Narrator's chords, eat holes in your stockings.
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