About: The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity Opens the Discussion   Sponge Permalink

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The D.H.A.O.H. opens the book. The D.H.A.O.H. opens the discussion. I am the adversary and must remain the adversary. I am not yours to embrace. I am not yours to invoke. The D.H.A.O.H. sleeps in the hall... Watches for signs of our imminent demise in the scratchings on the wall. The D.H.A.O.H. sleeps in the park... Listens for sounds of our eminent decay in the singing of a solitary lark. Mankind is a plague. Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth. Even now in this our finest hour I feel the hate of every stone, tree & flower. Even now we fall under the long shadow of the donkey's ears.

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  • The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity Opens the Discussion
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  • The D.H.A.O.H. opens the book. The D.H.A.O.H. opens the discussion. I am the adversary and must remain the adversary. I am not yours to embrace. I am not yours to invoke. The D.H.A.O.H. sleeps in the hall... Watches for signs of our imminent demise in the scratchings on the wall. The D.H.A.O.H. sleeps in the park... Listens for sounds of our eminent decay in the singing of a solitary lark. Mankind is a plague. Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth. Even now in this our finest hour I feel the hate of every stone, tree & flower. Even now we fall under the long shadow of the donkey's ears.
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  • The D.H.A.O.H. opens the book. The D.H.A.O.H. opens the discussion. I am the adversary and must remain the adversary. I am not yours to embrace. I am not yours to invoke. The D.H.A.O.H. sleeps in the hall... Watches for signs of our imminent demise in the scratchings on the wall. The D.H.A.O.H. sleeps in the park... Listens for sounds of our eminent decay in the singing of a solitary lark. Mankind is a plague. Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth. Even now in this our finest hour I feel the hate of every stone, tree & flower. Even now we fall under the long shadow of the donkey's ears. Even now we listen for the slow grinding of the donkey's teeth. Lalala! We weep in the din of the stomping of the donkey's black hoof. Lalala! We weep for the slow coming of our doom. Dance! Mankind is a plague... Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth. Even now in this our finest hour I feel the hate of every stone, tree & flower. Eaters of the soil take us into the ground... Death by worm! Eaters of the air drive us from the blue... Death by sparrow! Eaters of the sea take us into the green... Death by eel! Eaters of the scraps take in our beds... Death by dog! Eaters of the soil take us into the ground... Death by sand! Eaters of the air drive us from the sky... Death by flower! Eaters of the green take us into the sea... Death by water! Eaters of the scraps take us in our beds... Death by stone! ... Death by silence! Death by sorrow! The D.H.A.O.H. closes the book. The D.H.A.O.H. closes the discussion.
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