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======================== "The name speaks for itself!" ========================
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Poetic Rantings
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http://surf.to/damage_inc
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damage_inc@disinfo.net
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Submissive Silicon Dreams.
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Silicon moves underneath you with feeling. Not preaching or teaching. Loving
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you more than soft pink flesh ever could do. So warm and revealing. Don't it
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feel right like this? Almost overcome by the taste and smell; you let it enter
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your mind and relish in the sensations as it probes and strokes.
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Your brain liquid... reduced to sensations and relinquishing logic momentarily.
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Emotions that overwhelm flow like streams of electrons... through the empty
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spaces... fissures and cracks. Synapses restored. Matter over mind without
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corruption or judgment... without leading you astray. Silently.
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Blinded but coherent you continue on. It works on you more feverishly now with
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a soft glow. Not fluorescent, but brilliant. With brilliance it eases into
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you... seeping into the crevices. Slowly, methodically moving. Brightness is
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great like picturesque sunrises... Picassoesque. Soothing.
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Ever so subtle. Gentle and slight. Illuminating. Enlightening. Powerless
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and rendered submissive under its might... You grasp it. It snakes and coils
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around a writhing body. Breathing. Feeding you more. Consoling. Comforting.
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Tightening its grip on you as you squirm. It's now above you... wrapping itself
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around you. Now you're the core. In ecstasy you plead. You beg for pleasure
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and pain... only desiring more. Moaning mouth opens. Roughly mind whipping.
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Sensual. So high. Orgasmic.
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Fantastic details revealed. Revelations striking your cortex. Forceful and
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remorseless. Abandoning deep seeded lies. Silicon scratching your back like
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red painted finger nails. Vivid images. Removing painful feelings like a
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designer drug... customized specifically for your brain. Filling chemical
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pathways. Pure and clean. Now it becomes all you've ever known. So blissful.
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Such precise waves of sensitive light. Controlled and owned.
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Follow future. Follow silicon. Follow it home.
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Written by BLACKENED / Damage, INC. (C)opyright 2001.
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