
These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
All those who are thirsty
All those who are thirsty, abandon hope and drink from here. Your trials and tribulations are temporary, your physical ailments and imperfections might just last a little longer, we don't care much for your health. You may require a stronger and more robust constitution if you are brave or thirsty enough to drink from this eternal spring. I am not your savior, I am not the answer. I do know a few facts about e.coli. It's brutal. Perhaps I am a poison, a simple, hidden poison like the Christian church, a veiled death threat seen as an angel of light. However if you choose to drink from this source you'll be in good company; Queen Victoria and Albert to name but two. One died young, the other lived on for quite some time. In the end it's all up to you. Choose wisely.
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