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[sid] => 1631
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Castle Anthrax
[time] => 2002-08-02 20:33:37
[hometext] => It's a metaphor. This isn't really about anthrax. It is about a castle though. The name is Monty Python reference. Actually, this is a story or misplaced trust, and the emotions that go along with it.
[bodytext] => Imagine, if you will, building a castle
out of large, grey bricks. Imagine making the bricks into a circle- shaped room as tall as the clouds. Imagine building up this room from the inside. Imagine coming to the top of your tower, and putting the roof on. Imagine the safe feeling that would bring. Imagine the feeling of living in that tower and never needing food nor drink. Imagine the feeling of living in that tower and never needing air. Imagine the feeling of knowing that a thousand thousand armies could never hurt you. Imagine the feeling of being discovered by some lonely wandering stranger. Imagine the fear that feeling would bring. Imagine talking to the stranger through the wall of your tower. Imagine letting him cut away a piece of brick so that he can see you better. Imagine letting him build a door so that he can shake your hand. Imagine letting him inside to sleep on the floor of your tower. Imagine the warm feeling that would bring. Imagine waking up and the stranger is gone and a thousand more stand at your door. Imagine not having enough bricks to seal up the door he made for you. Imagine the pain of seeing your tower all lit up on the inside. Imagine a new stranger cutting a new hole in your beautiful tower. Imagine the pain of your tower collapsing. The armies can see you now. Imagine the thirst in their eyes. They hunger for blood and they breathe the wrath of the universe. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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