Nov 18, 2015
( & @hamletfactory )
FAMILIARITY ABOUND IN SUCH PRICKLING ATMOSPHERE. Perhaps manifesting in the objectivity of paradox: general content and frustration. Indeed, a walking contradiction. And it wasn’t as if the ravenette willed for such a thing to encompass his existence, it was simply in his NATURE. Just as escaping the CLUTCHES OF DEATH well after being engulfed by the TEETH OF GAIA seemed to be the other’s TRUTH.
“We encounter one another far too often for your own good, Dean. I wonder what the circumstances may very well be this time.”
