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June 6th, 2006 (12:34 am)

I drive across a starry plain; memories of self-denunciation crash up against yesterdays' flights of phobic psychoses, twisting a needle to my mind's eye. Mid-space empty air, a field lit blank by desires half subsumed and never realized. Stacked against me, they claw at my heart strings. Awakened at last, still hanging by that cord yet assembled in a knot round my ankle, I feel Saturn's, a wretch, cowed and humiliated by him own elf, before the Norns. A pristine alphabet rotates across the horizon.