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WITNESS. FROM THE OBSIDIAN CAGES DEEP IN THE CATHEDRAL OF THE SIDERAL CARTELS. I WEEP AND GIVE YOU MY SOUL. WHAT I HAVE SEEN FOR 34 THOUSAND YEARS OF EXISTENCE IN THIS ALLEGED PLANE OF EXISTENCE.
DO NOT PITY ME. FOR EVEN A SEVERED HAND IS A HAND FOR YOU TO HOLD.
TOWARDS PROMISE ABSOLUTE - Michael Edward Díaz (@tombdelay)
"Ignorant from asphalt to forest, willingly ignored it all in my youth until I entered the sprawling carcass of Denver."
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On the NINTH NIGHT OF HALLOWEEN, after devouring the pumpkins, our hunger is satisfied but our thirst remains unquenched.
Karter Mycroft set out to find water. When he returned, he could only repeat three words: "Kill the pupfish...kill the pupfish...KILL THE PUPFISH...":
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I’m retiring from cyber writing to focus on my real passion: paranormal investigation
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Taken from behind the paywall, my GHOULTIDE LETTER FROM THE EDITOR last year, a short personal essay about Haunted Air, James Ensor, Halloween (1978), and my grandma dying at roughly the same time Takeoff was shot.
Tonight, the EIGHTH NIGHT OF HALLOWEEN!
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Everyone is trying
to get to the bar
The name of the bar:
the bar is called Heaven


























