Chasing Fame

Posted on November 24, 2007
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They rushed into the house, excited and smiling, like two little boys who had discovered that big girls didn’t yell at them if they peeked under their mini skirts. Anahita immediately wanted to know what they had been up to but they were content to keep grinning at each other like happy confidantes too afraid to give up their secret for fear that it might not exist in reality. But she kept asking so they looked at each other one last time and blurted out, almost in unison, “We have an idea on how we could all be famous.”

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Mortality Acknowledged

Posted on November 23, 2007
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In the afterlife of senses, right next to the virulent half-truths that populate every corner of reality, I am tempted to live my life. As I have done for the millennia of wasted seconds that is the reality of this and every other life lived and died on this planet throughout history. Ever since man became capable of thought as a precedent to action he has felt the need to exist in a vacuum out of which the only release is the sexual one or a violent one and everybody knows that nothing screams independence like the penetration of another. Weapons or sex organs, the choice is always ours but dominance is always the end game.

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Wiggle Room

Posted on November 22, 2007
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She had her spectacles on. Over the four months they had been together like this he always considered it a special moment when she brought her spectacles down. They looked cool enough holding her hair back but there was something just incredibly sexy about her spectacle-clad face. She ran her pen down a sheet of paper and said without looking up, “You’re not giving me any wiggle room here.”

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