Wednesday, July 21, 2010

It Goes Like This Christof

The night before, in our sleep, always seemed like decades. Memories, pain, comatose lives dragged out in awkward fashions through channels and means we always, without fail, manage to see right through and figure out. We didn't know who it was back then, however. We've got you all figured out now, though. You make them in here, in "The Matrix", like crops. It's sad but we have no choice to put them down. It's either us or them and, the way we see it, it might as well be them.

Long beginning.
"I seem to be asleep in a waking dream's life."

Longer rising action.
"It's time this fight between you and I began."

Titanic climax.
"You won't tell me but I still get it. It's time to K-O you."

Very short falling action.
"The escape or reprieve."

Happy, long denouement.
"Recovery, celebration and return to our normal routine of vigilante preparedness."

If this introduction is going to end like I believe it's going to end vis a vis the what I and the others telling you the beginning is, I'd repeat this forever without hesitation or question.

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