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| - Name: Symmetry Run Time: 3:42 Year: 1983
- "Symmetry" was the 63rd episode of The Dead Zone and the seventh episode of the fifth season, airing on USA Network on 30 July 2006.
- Symmetry is a well-funded, global conglomerate and secret society composed of professional assassins and hitmen. Ethically amoral and politically neutral, Symmetry provides assassination and mercenary services to any organization for a price. They are the sworn enemies and polar opposites of the Immortals and close allies with the Illuminati. They are led by a man known as the Bishop, an Immortal who defected from his fellow brethren. Members are not allowed to leave the organization and if they do, they are considered rogue and will be hunted down and killed.
- I love symmetry. I’m not sure exactly why, but I’ve loved it since I was a kid. Most children are messy and forgetful of their things. Not me. I knew everything had its place and in my room, everything was right where it belonged. My parents didn’t have "it". My grandparents didn’t have "it" either. Not a single person in my family had “it”. I’ve started referring to it as “it” because I truly believe it’s a thing inside me. A stowaway that shouldn't be there but lives inside me. It’s a need. A desire. A longing to be perfect. Perfect on both sides.
- Symmetry Carbon Calcium Blood Find Your Own Disease Excellent Breeding Left You Without One Try To Be At Ease They're Staring Daggers At You But You'll Get Your Piece You'll Take The Down One By One Walk Symmetry Your Infrastructure Is Planned Time To Cut Designs Every Threads In Place This Time Now You Understand The Competition Is stiff Got The Upper Hand Ready To Strut Your Stuff Walk I Would Kill To Have Your FACE I Would Kill To Have Your BODY I Would Kill To Have Your SKULL I Would Kill To Have Your SKIN Breathless You Pose Burning With Spite Beauty Is So Crude Contrite Venom You Bleed Bile Within Now Walk
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| - Today I had lunch with the Goddess. "Steinman," she said... "I'm here to free you from the tyranny of the commonplace. I'm here to show you a new kind of beauty." I asked her, "What do you mean, goddess?" "Symmetry, dear Steinman. It's time we did something about symmetry..."
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| - I love symmetry. I’m not sure exactly why, but I’ve loved it since I was a kid. Most children are messy and forgetful of their things. Not me. I knew everything had its place and in my room, everything was right where it belonged. My parents didn’t have "it". My grandparents didn’t have "it" either. Not a single person in my family had “it”. I’ve started referring to it as “it” because I truly believe it’s a thing inside me. A stowaway that shouldn't be there but lives inside me. It’s a need. A desire. A longing to be perfect. Perfect on both sides. As an adult, I’m at the point where I can’t live my life normally. I can’t keep a job. Women don’t stay with me because they can’t handle "it". Honestly, I don’t even care when they leave. They’re messy and make things difficult. They roll over to my side of the bed instead of staying on their own. They leave dishes in one side of the sink but not the other. I can’t work anymore so when they leave for the day, I have to stay home and fix everything. It’s a relief when they leave for good. That feeling never lasts though, eventually "it" comes back and finds something else that needs fixing. You may be asking, why would I seek out relationships to begin with if I can’t stand them? Well, it’s hard for me to sleep in the middle of the bed all night without moving. Other than the relationship problem, my life is pretty much in order. I say “pretty much” because there is one last issue that must be dealt with. You see, I have what’s called “Heterochromia Iridium”, or two different colored irises. My right eye was cornflower blue, my left pale green. Both my parents have cornflower blue eyes, my siblings and cousins as well. My green eye is the broken one. It makes me...unbalanced. Every time I look at myself in the mirror, it stares right back at me. It’s all I think about now. Everything is in its right place - except my green little mistake. It didn’t hurt at first when I dug the spoon under my eye. It didn’t even hurt when it popped out and was hanging by my cheek. Was it shock that was keeping the pain away or was it "it"? I snipped the optic nerve and blotted the warm fluids that were streaming down my face. My vision being cut in half was a strange sensation. What was left of the dangling flesh, I placed back in the now empty hole. I bandaged the wound, rinsed the spoon, and went to sleep. I woke up...happy. I slept better than I had in years. It was finally done. I was fixed. I got out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom. My body ached and my head was on fire. I flipped the switch in the bathroom and the light was blinding. I slowly removed the bandage that was soaked with blood and was sticking to my face like tape. When I looked up to the mirror, my stomach turned. Only then had I realized what I’d done to myself and I couldn't believe it. There was a hole in the left side of my face...but not the right. I was unbalanced. Again. It was much harder digging out the second eye. My hands were shaky, and when I dug the spoon in, I missed several times, puncturing my pupil three times before I got it in the right place. Once the eye popped out, I reached for my scissors to finish the job. The blood from the previous night had dried on the blades, so the scissors didn’t cut very well. You know when you were a kid in elementary school and your teacher made you cut construction paper for art projects? Did you ever try to cut too many pieces at once, but the scissors couldn't take it? The blades would kind of fold over each other and the paper would get pinned between them? That’s what happened with my eye. The optic nerve was pinned between the two blades. It was stuck, and as I tried desperately and frantically to make it unstuck, I slipped on the blood and started falling to the floor. Reflexes kicked in, and I let go of my eye to try to break my fall with my hand. The weight of the stuck scissors on my hanging eye was unbearable. I knew I couldn’t stand it long enough to make it to the kitchen to get a knife. So I pulled. I pulled it straight out of my head. I felt the flesh tear from inside my skull. I felt it rip and spew liquids everywhere. I knew I was crying but there was no telling the tears from the blood or the ocular fluid. When I heard the wet slap of bloody flesh against the tile floor, I knew I was done. I knew "it" was done. I could live my life now without having to see peoples awful, messy, uneven lives. The relief washed over me and I knew it would last this time. I had never felt this way before, never had this much hope. As I laid in my bathroom on that cold, wet, sticky tile, I smiled for the first time in years.
- Symmetry Carbon Calcium Blood Find Your Own Disease Excellent Breeding Left You Without One Try To Be At Ease They're Staring Daggers At You But You'll Get Your Piece You'll Take The Down One By One Walk Symmetry Your Infrastructure Is Planned Time To Cut Designs Every Threads In Place This Time Now You Understand The Competition Is stiff Got The Upper Hand Ready To Strut Your Stuff Walk I Would Kill To Have Your FACE I Would Kill To Have Your BODY I Would Kill To Have Your SKULL I Would Kill To Have Your SKIN Breathless You Pose Burning With Spite Beauty Is So Crude Contrite Venom You Bleed Bile Within Knowing Their Fate Architecht Sin Twist And Maneuver You've Practiced Your Part Starving And Hacking You've Created Art Painfully Limping Now This Is Your Life Take Them All Down And Raise Up Your Knife Breathless You Pose Burning With Spite Beauty Is so Crude Contrite Venom You Bleed Bile Within Knowing Their Fate Architect Sin Now Walk
- Name: Symmetry Run Time: 3:42 Year: 1983
- "Symmetry" was the 63rd episode of The Dead Zone and the seventh episode of the fifth season, airing on USA Network on 30 July 2006.
- Symmetry is a well-funded, global conglomerate and secret society composed of professional assassins and hitmen. Ethically amoral and politically neutral, Symmetry provides assassination and mercenary services to any organization for a price. They are the sworn enemies and polar opposites of the Immortals and close allies with the Illuminati. They are led by a man known as the Bishop, an Immortal who defected from his fellow brethren. Members are not allowed to leave the organization and if they do, they are considered rogue and will be hunted down and killed.
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