12 nov 2006
I've seen them. The images.
The ones they subliminally send us in our dreams, I've seen them last night.
I had been staring into the blur at my feet, at times water, at times a ruffled carpet. After a while they started to take shape and to flow gently over the edge. You know, the world is flat. Of course you know, they have been lying to us. You know, but you deny it.