January 13, 2006

We have precious little time, you and I. By you I mean you, not you. You know too much. You have seen things. Things that mustn’t get out. Mustn’t be revealed.

You should know, however, that there are forces in this world plotting against the very lifestyle that you believe yourself entitled to. This is not a game.

Dance the dance of a thousand feet, little one.

Where is your God now?

And, by request, it’s a trap!

Everybody should check out Free Anarchy and laugh at my amusing antics.