Saturday, April 5, 2014

You.

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Yeah, you.  You who have been reading here, in very unusual numbers, looking for signs.  I have some signs for you, beside what I accidentally fed you.

Think about what you are thinking about.  They might not come for you, always.  But yours.  A pound of flesh is a pound of flesh, and they are due.  Yum!


You are playing with little dragons.  Dragons I have awakened.  I reminded them of what you offered them the last time you... visited.  I don't think they are as cute and cuddly as they were last time.  Who?  All of them.


You think you are hungry, but you have no idea what I touched when I woke them. And blessed they are for it.


Choices.  Two to be exact.  Yeah, I... remember you.  And I see you clearly.  As do the awaken.  This is far bigger than you think, far bigger than it looks.  You stand over the abyss.



Now, as indicated, I weary of the wait.  So... go for it.  Double yum!

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