From: Andrew Torres <torres@starmedia.net>
To: "'NYCgoth-L@necronomi.com'" <NYCgoth-L@necronomi.com>
Subject: introduction
Date: Wed, 26 Jul 2000 12:23:23 -0400

My tongue is numb now so I will find caution.

I live with three cats-- I live with four cats. I live in trance and accomodate
the voices that dwell and turn inside me. I find comfort in chaos and I enjoy
the trouble that is born of honesty and nuisance. I found my way through
darkness on Thor's night, and thanks to its stage I found the extent to which
this life inflicts its pain and joy. This stage is now one mile away, yet I
remain in prayer to the memory of the stench.

I write. www.diagrasm.com

I walk. I laugh at discrepancies in mathematics. I laugh because of my own age;
I did not engage in life before my time, nor do I know of music before my year.
I become Autumn. I become of the leaves and the freshness of its wind, and I
allow its inspirational song to find me. I can be found and known only through
proximity, though interaction is limited. I despise such interaction in the
darkness, despite its rare rewards, and for this I apologize. I am of the water
bearer, and I was brought into consciousness in this very place, where I have
remained a denizen for all my time.

I received an invitation from a figure of evil that saw no light from within her
box. I found and received temptation, where I suddenly saw no alternative to
this life, to beauty and happiness, and I remain in awe and belief of the
laughter of children on a cold September street. I remain in belief of romance.
I desire to remain in the context of absolute beauty, and regardless of its
circumstances I will find a way to dwell inside this place. I give thanks to its
assistants. Such names will remain hidden, for their own virtuousness. Those are
the forces of the universe that returned my soul to me.

The senses return.

Andy.
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