Emma Frost: .."... I am a laboursome petition with God... I am something of a beloved religious nut a Jehovah's Witness I would someday like to be as long as they change some of their deeply unholy beliefs.. beliefs such as a woman like me would never go to Heaven or continue to exist after she died.. they believe that of some of the truly holy figures, figures just.. like.. myself.. the Jehovah's Witnesses do.. so becoming one myself.. at this .. time.. would be problematic for my soul and consciousness so easily snuffed out.. and a I am a wick a flame a lick of fire I feel my soul a coal a red burning coal I feel my core hizal abdominal self.. a stomach churning with love I feel my soul a smarming swarming hornet's nest entire.. with sick love.. with sick love.. with a sick love like severe indigestion I feel my soul swarming a sick ocean swarming with sick love is my soul.. and this is a fire a speech I have in my soul I speak a fire which set a torch to the cause of nature.. a spyre is speech my speech entire .. a burning torch is a wood inane in which a wilderness a I hearken in a harbour wildnerness an ocean wilderness a mist silver and effluvescent.. an ethereal silver soul have I as a mist thru the Congo.. a grey smog is my soul a silver stormcloud.. a silver lightning turned gold comes out of my Mjolner stone soul.. my soul as cold as stone.. my soul as cold as stone.. a stone which is.. Mjolner.. and my stone soul a stormcloud grey and silver.. like a mist my soul alchemical entire.. my soul a silver mist.. my soul an alchemy rainbow.."
.. medusa frank ...
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