Knowledge about realty lost in propaganda
Blackout #179
Sadly the future is shifting.
Blackout #178
She found entire pages strewn across a field, lost.
Blackout #172
Don't you go standing up for that man's beliefs.
Blackout #171
Sympathy in massive silence, without a word.
Blackout #170
Music touched Death, now its immortal.
Blackout #169
We're always happy. No, you're not. No we are not.
Blackout #168
With a half smile he looked dismissive
Blackout #167
Dying to catch heaven
Blackout #166
Dreams flare up shifting like magic
Fragment of a Figment 