V-2nd, ongoing profanity
rich
richard.romeo at gmail.com
Thu Jun 17 08:52:08 CDT 2010
wow, capt bringdown
or maybe the Pyncho is capt bringdown. V. is a pretty humorless, inert
piece of wonder. easy to love when you're young, horny, a few lit clit
classes not to mention a bit of newly discovered and welcomed femdom
under yr belt
i'm so very glad all those cute boys grew up
(keep it if not bouncing at least cumming)
faery blessings mistress
rich
On Thu, Jun 17, 2010 at 3:28 AM, alice wellintown
<alicewellintown at gmail.com> wrote:
> If every night is the Eve of Christ's birth, when is Christ's birth celebrated?
> If the first coming is not celebrated, will there be a second, and/or
> need we fear the rough beast who slouches toward Bethlehem?
> Unlike Dante's Beatrice or F. Scott Fitzgerald's (This Side of
> Paradise), V.'s Beatrice, like every night--even if it's Christmas
> Eve, is like all the rest. The Christ narrative, the Devine Comedy,
> and the Mother & Child narrative is subjected to the V.. Like the
> Baedekers at Gatsby's Party:
> “How do you feel, Miss Baedeker?”
> The girl addressed was trying, unsuccessfully, to slump against my
> shoulder. At this inquiry she sat up and opened her eyes.
> “Wha’?”
>
> The Beatrice Barmaids are mass produced products of a conusmer
> narrative; Daisy has run Myrtle down with Gatsby's automobile. The
> Virgin spills her blood, her milk, her enormous vitality, into the
> Valley of Ashes, the Wasteland.
>
> Forget Fire and Ice, Frost.
> This is the way the world ends
> this is the way the world ends
> this is the way the world ends
> not with a birth,
> but eruction.
>
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