Wednesday, November 23, 2005

the last writes

the reader had come across a number of longer versions in his daily immersion in the library whose information seeped in through the pores of his skin. the subject of the last writes was written everywhere. despite its many critics the second law of thermodynamics (heat death) was one of the reader's favorites. it comforted him. stillness was a state he could rarely appreciate and the idea of an all encompassing stillness helped him to see what being still might be like even as he continued to read with his purpose in mind. there was a decision that had to be made, appropriate words had to be found. the preamble to entropy. a piece of poetry for the apocalypse. or maybe just an ending...

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