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Recursive Serenade Part IIPart II: Universal GrammarRecursive Serenade Part II
I arrived at Rick’s half an hour late. I guess I should’ve panicked, expecting a bullet to smash through the back of my head any second, but I figured that anybody who had the knowledge and the resources to dig up my dirty past – not that I hadn’t stacked enough dead bodies on top of it when I had buried it – I figured, that anyone who could actually pull a stunt like this and threatened to kill me would know that my car is more stubborn and uncooperative than a woman in labor, especially when it comes to getting somewhere in a hurry. I looked at my
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Recursive Serenade Part IPart I: The Emperor’s New MindRecursive Serenade Part I
Wake up. My mouth feels as if a gang of cockroaches had played poker in it all night, smoking cigars and getting drunk. Faintly I remember that it was actually me who did these things, except for being a cockroach of course. My throat is raw and hurts as if I’d eaten spaghetti made of barbed-wire.
Come on, open your eyes.
Slowly my eyes adjust to the sweaty, smoke-reeking semi-darkness of my cheap, run-down bureau in the fifth floor of an old, dowdy building in a wrecked part of a wrecked city.
Through the drawn Venetian blinds small golden-brown rays
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The Complexity Trilogy Part 2miles gloriosusThe Complexity Trilogy Part 2
I’m suddenly being woken up by a series of loud thumping, hammering sounds. I can feel the walls and the floor vibrating.
Damned old houses.
Sometimes you can feel the walls shaking if someone slams the door in the flat below. But this is something else. Here it goes again. Thump. Thump. Thump. The noises are coming from outside the house. Probably some sledge-hammer or other tool, a minor earthquake or a house being pulled down somewhere in the neighborhood. I look at the alarm clock and get up. 7:15. Would’ve had to get up in fifteen minutes anyway. The shutt
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- Current Residence: Mannheim, Germany
- Interests: how we came to be human, what makes us human, how we learnt/learn to take the perspective of others
- Favourite movie: Memento, Sin City, Donnie Darko, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Cube, Wonderboys, The Matrix
- Favourite band or musician: Isis, Thursday, Alexisonfire, Demon Hunter, Underoath, Johnny Cash, Bob Dylan, Soilwork, Bright Eyes
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give us a creed / To believe / a night of Lust / give us trust in / the Night
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I'm kind of envious of the size of your gallery. I guess I should upload the bunch of things I did since last term.
In case it didn't show: Glad to see you here, you old [see upper right corner]
so welcome to deviantart
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give us a creed / To believe / a night of Lust / give us trust in / the Night
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