Threats

[tinkerjack]

Yes Virginia there is a Santa Claus
His name is death
But he is very shy
He only thrives when the instinct by which all living things cling to life is very corrupted.
He brings an exit from this best of all possible worlds
How do you shake hands with the devil
When push comes to shove
And life comes to death.
Reason is not the answer
It is the image of the exit
a thousand words could not begin to paint
So here is your christmas present, a 17th century Russian Easter Egg.

[tinkerjack]

all desire is suffering
love thy enemy
there is an exit at mile post zero
way out in phar lepht Texas
There is one at a compudara in Virginian
I regulary take off on the exit ramp to Astoria
There are several exit ramps into our friends in the great white North and many layered spanish exit ramps to the south.
Exit ramp Studio Eight
the mixing bowl where all these roads come together.
Here I am wasting my time typing spontaneous gibberish when I should be doing my Potlach shopping
all I got are these fleshy fingers typing random nerve twitches.