VEGETABLE

[Lord Raffles]

Oh God. She is a vegetable. Just one tragic glance
from you, your far-from-perfect vision, and you can tell
almost at once: its brain dead. But a bashed in marrow
of a thing. Eyes immobile. The simian jaws. The baby
dribble bungee bungee-jumping from a pair of floating incapable lips.

She's obviously human. But with so many human flaws
to pay with, and so many human hours to pay for, it hardly
matters. To the clear of conscience - that must be intolerable.

Oh God. Pull the plug, on this twisted issue of ours.
Why did you organize slime into shapes, of terrible things
to come?

© Lord Raffles 2006

 

[Gagh]

 

[Gagh]

 

[Gagh]

 

[FBI parte due]

 

[FBI parte due]

 

[FBI parte due]

 

[Lord Raffles]

By TK I have come to understand a doctrine which in principle rejects the idea of the worth of personality, which replaces individual energy by the masses and thereby works the destruction of our whole troll culture.

 

[Sarek]

Poem to a family member? Or just a wish your mother had as she was going into labor?

 

[Lord Raffles]

The great value hidden within a troll of genius is the drive to self assertion. A troll that has lost this has almost given up his place in cyberspace, in which each troll owes its existence only to the eternal striving to rise higher.

 

[jack]

That depends on how good the drug cocktail is on any given day then. otherwise it's unimportant.