Breath of the Beast

It came close enough to me that I could feel its hot breath on my cheek. I will never forget that feeling. It didn't matter that I was liberal and open-minded. It didn’t matter that my little girl was sweet, beautiful and charming. It wants blood, mine and my daughter's would do. If you have had a moment of terror like this let me know... (the /at/ in my email address below is written that way to defeat the spammers, you need to type it in as @) ...yaacovbenmoshe/at/comcast.net

Showing posts with label Deconstruction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deconstruction. Show all posts
Sunday, June 3, 2007

The Terrorism of Deconstruction

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There is an old joke about a missionary and a cannibal. If it seems a little silly at first, let it sink in a little… One day the missionary...
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