Paranoid Alien Radio
Hello out there on the Staked Plain, This is Paranoid Alien Radio, broadcasting on 1519 killing hurts.
There was a day not long ago when we could kneel within the Sacred Grove, acknowledging that all that is of flesh was born to die. This was not so terribly disturbing, because we had visions that told us, that when we left our flesh to be eaten by the creatures of the earth, we’d walk across the Milky Way, and witness wondrous things.
But then there came a day when Babylon put in a logging road. We looked down from the trees at the bulldozers, and understood the nature of the Beast. On that day we confronted the Great Silence, in which no signal can be discerned on account of the white noise. We had to watch as the lumberjacks bound all the trees in rafts, and raised up their great monument to Nebuchadnezzar.
The only gardens that now are left are the ones which hang from planters in the apartment windows of Babylon's kept women.
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Casual Reflection #51.
Wall Street Brokers
Exchange disguises;
Breaking and entering,
Burglars plunder our sanity.
