December 7th, 2003


End of passion play, crumbling away...

Sometimes, while fulfilling my role as Prospero, things work out. Sometimes I get to act like Lieutenant Colonel John Smith, sit back, and smoke a cigar while chuckling delightedly at the beautiful strings of ones and zeros making up the dominant paradigm tainted with my vision. Other times, I just get to sing like Emperor Nero Claudius Caesar, while the Christians burn the city away.

Either way, I don't let things get me down. Like Ed Powers, I've got dancing feet. Magic feet. Remember that well, when you hear me coming, it just might make a difference.
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    Reign of Fire