I live a strange life. Not for general consumption.
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When I was little and I went to church people would talk about 'fearing god'. They would use 'fear' to describe like a way of respecting him while understanding his power and I never knew what that meant until I met a fucking horse.
It was a glorious day, that day. The moon was shining, the rocks were in bloom. A lazy esophagus fluttered across the noontime sky.