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and the whisper clapped. the whisper clapped to dawns arrival. the whisper clapped to dusks departure. the whisper clapped to the arrival of sound waves laughing like angry distances in mad consort, as if schizophrenics heard words spoken millions of years ago on far off planets long since devoured by exploding supernovas, the sound waves only reaching us now in the same way we see ancient stars, long since having devoured the speaking races in the inevitable movement of cosmic breath. and the whisper wondered; what was the last word spoken by God? you wouldn't know. Every Testament was heard and written by a solitary schizophrenic of long past, seen as holy mystics speaking the language of heaven. Now these mystics are madmen shooting ****** in rainy, grey alleyways. God died long ago and his last whisper was heard within the confines of a mental asylum just outside of São Paulo, Brazil. We weren't paying attention. We missed the Last Testament.
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 7:58 AM UTC
the last testament
and the whisper clapped. the whisper clapped to dawns arrival. the whisper clapped to dusks departure. the whisper clapped to the arrival of sound waves laughing like angry distances in mad consort, as if schizophrenics heard words spoken millions of years ago on far off planets long since devoured by exploding supernovas, the sound waves only reaching us now in the same way we see ancient stars, long since having devoured the speaking races in the inevitable movement of cosmic breath. and the whisper wondered; what was the last word spoken by God? you wouldn't know. Every Testament was heard and written by a solitary schizophrenic of long past, seen as holy mystics speaking the language of heaven. Now these mystics are madmen shooting ****** in rainy, grey alleyways. God died long ago and his last whisper was heard within the confines of a mental asylum just outside of São Paulo, Brazil. We weren't paying attention. We missed the Last Testament.
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 7:58 AM UTC
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