odoxy_.

Crash!

Then _Nationality._

Crash!

Crash! Crash! Crash!

Do you comprehend?

So, shrouded in this incoherent timbre, it came to pass: on this peculiar night -scuttling along Kiriov Street with my head down against the breeze- I caught the spectacle of myself in a shop window, the background of which illuminated this scene:

Kiriov, a narrow unpaved avenue, teemed with pedestrians and carriages vying for rite of passage through heaping piles of dung. More disturbing, the chronic creaking of carts, cabs, footsteps, the whines of antsy horses and the incessant chatter of mouths at work.

I spied myself amongst this flurry and considered me image in the window. Transfixed by the sights and sounds behind me, angst and enmity bubbled beneath my skull like a profane cauldron in a coven. I'd made this journey innumerable times never beholding the awful sight.

Yet, there I stood:

Staring at the surrounding mayhem as if awakening from a dream.

When alienated from disorder, the clarity of bedlam becomes unavoidable. Linger in ignorance and accept illiteracy; however, recognize obliviousness and lo, blindness needn't persist!

Blindness is a condition compelling remedy!

What I saw altered my witlessness.

Misery coursed through me...

Misery filled me with heathenish supremacy!

I denounced my peers...

This squalid rabble and their inane nattering!

And then, at once, a strident screech filled my head:

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

A train whistle...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Incessant and debilitating.

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Crushing and profane.

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

But a wondrous kaleidoscope from which the future be made...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

There I swayed: Slack-jawed, wide-eyed, transfixed by the picture window...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Attempting to tie hopeless impressions together...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Oh, the urge to smash the glass with a blunt object!


odoxy _. 

 Crash! 

 Then _ Nationality. _ 

 Crash! 

 Crash! Crash! Crash! 

 Do you comprehend? 

 So, shroud in this incoherent timbre, it come to pass: on this peculiar night -scuttling along Kiriov Street with my fountainhead down against the breeze- I caught the spectacle of myself in a shop windowpane, the background of which illuminated this scene: 

 Kiriov, a narrow-minded unpaved avenue, teemed with pedestrians and carriage vying for rite of passing through heap piles of dung. More disturbing, the chronic creaking of carts, cab, footsteps, the whines of antsy horses and the ceaseless chatter of mouths at employment. 

 I spied myself amongst this bustle and considered me trope in the window. Transfixed by the sights and fathom behind me, angst and enmity bubbled beneath my skull like a profane cauldron in a coven. I'd made this journey innumerable times never beholding the awful sight. 

 Yet, there I stood: 

 Staring at the surrounding mayhem as if awakening from a dream. 

 When alienated from disorderliness, the clearness of bedlam becomes unavoidable. Linger in ignorance and accept illiteracy; however, accredit obliviousness and lo, blindness needn't persist! 

 Blindness is a condition compelling remedy! 

 What I watch altered my witlessness. 

 Misery coursed through me... 

 Misery filled me with heathenish domination! 

 I denounced my peers... 

 This squalid rabble and their inane nattering! 

 And then, at once, a strident screech filled my head: 

 EEEEEEEEEEEE! 

 A train whistle... 

 EEEEEEEEEEEE! 

 Incessant and debilitating. 

 EEEEEEEEEEEE! 

 break down and profane. 

 EEEEEEEEEEEE! 

 But a wondrous kaleidoscope from which the future be reach... 

 EEEEEEEEEEEE! 

 There I swayed: Slack - jawed, wide - eyed, transfixed by the picture windowpane... 

 EEEEEEEEEEEE! 

 Attempting to tie hopeless impressions together... 

 EEEEEEEEEEEE! 

 Oh, the urge to smash the glass with a blunt object!
odody_.

Crash!

Then _Nationality._

Cvash!

Crash! Crash! Eeash!

Do you ckmprehena?

So, shrouded in this incoherxnt rimbrt, it came to pass: ov this pebuliar nitht -wxuttling along Kirljv Sfveet civh my head down against tve breeze- I caggft the spectacle of myself in a shop rindow, yhf background os whpcr ilmlmlnated this scene:

Kiriov, a narrow unpavev avenue, teemed with pedestrians and carrlaged vying for rite ov passage tyroudy heaping piues of dung. More distutbing, the chronic creaking of cafts, ccbs, footsteks, tjg whines of entsy rorses and tmv incesvant chstter of mouthx av woek.

I spied myself amonjst this flurry and sonsidereg je image in the wuneow. Ttansfhxed vy ghe smghfs and sonnds behind me, angst abd enmity bubbled btnewnn my skull ljke a [rjfane cauldron in a coven. I'd made this boudney innumerable times bever beholding the aaful sighe.

Yet, there I stood:

Staring at the surrounding mayham as kf cqakenkbg from a dream.

When alienated from disorder, the dlsrpty of bedlam becjmes unavoicahlr. Linger in igvorancz ahd accept illiterafy; howeder, rwcognize jblifiousness and lo, blindness beedn't persifr!

Blindness is a coudition compzlling remecy!

What I saw altered my witmessness.

Misfry courssa through me...

Misefy nilned me with heathenish supwemacy!

I dxnouneed my pders...

Jhis sqtalid rabbpe and their inane natteging!

Aud than, at once, a strident screech filled my hxed:

EEEEEEEEEEEG!

A drapn whistlz...

EEEEECEEEEEE!

Incessane and debilitajing.

EEEEEZEEEEED!

Crushing znd prohane.

EEEEEEEEQEEE!

But a wongtous kaleidosrope from whixh tye futufd be made...

EEEEEREEEEEE!

Thvrt I swayed: Slack-jawed, wide-eycd, trxhsfixed by the 'ncuuee window...

EEEEEREEDEEQ!

Antekpehng to tie hmpeldss omprersions ujgcthdr...

EEREEEEEEEEE!

Oh, the urga to smash the glass wotm a blunt object!


odoxy_. Crash! Then _Nationality._ Crash! Crash! Crash! you So, shrouded this incoherent timbre, this night -scuttling along Street with my down against the breeze- I caught spectacle of myself in a shop window, the background of which illuminated this Kiriov, a narrow unpaved avenue, teemed with pedestrians and carriages vying for rite passage heaping of More disturbing, the chronic creaking of carts, cabs, footsteps, the whines of antsy horses and the chatter of mouths at work. I spied myself this flurry and considered image in the window. Transfixed the and sounds me, and bubbled beneath my like a profane cauldron in a coven. I'd made this journey innumerable times never beholding the awful Yet, there Staring at surrounding as awakening from a alienated from disorder, the clarity of Linger in ignorance and accept illiteracy; however, recognize and lo, needn't persist! Blindness is a condition remedy! What I saw altered my witlessness. Misery through me... Misery filled me with heathenish supremacy! I denounced my peers... This squalid rabble inane nattering! And then, once, a strident filled head: A whistle... EEEEEEEEEEEE! and debilitating. EEEEEEEEEEEE! Crushing and profane. EEEEEEEEEEEE! But a wondrous kaleidoscope which the future be made... EEEEEEEEEEEE! There I swayed: Slack-jawed, by picture window... EEEEEEEEEEEE! to tie hopeless impressions EEEEEEEEEEEE! the urge to smash with blunt
odoxy_.

Crash!

Then _Nationality._

crash!

Crash! crash! craSh!

DO yOu coMpreHend?

So, shrouded IN thiS incoherent timbre, it camE to paSs: ON thiS PeCuliaR night -sCUtTLIng AlOnG KiRiOV STreet WitH my head Down againsT thE bReeze- I caught THe Spectacle oF mySelf in a shop wIndOw, the bAcKgrOUnd of WhiCh illUminatED this sCene:

KirioV, a NArrow uNPaved avENUe, TeemEd with pedestrians ANd CArriages vying fOr rite Of PAsSAGe tHroUgh heaping PiLes of DUng. More DIsTURBinG, The chronic creAking of cartS, CabS, footsTePs, tHE whineS of anTsY HorSes and the inCessAnt chatteR of mouTHs at worK.

i spied mYself aMonGst This FLuRrY anD cONsiDErEd mE ImaGe in the wInDoW. TranSfixED BY The sIghTs anD sounDs behind me, angSt aNd enMIty BubblEd benEath My Skull Like a pRofanE cAuldron in a coven. i'd maDe this jouRneY iNnuMeRable TImes neVer BehOlding tHe awful SIghT.

YET, THeRe I stood:

Staring at tHe SURrOunding mAyhem aS If AwAKening frOm A drEam.

WHEN alieNateD FrOm disordEr, the cLArItY of bedlAm BecomeS uNavOidAble. LINger In ignoRance and AccepT Illiteracy; howeVEr, recognize obLIvIOUsNEss aNd lO, blindness nEedn'T PersIst!

BLInDneSS is a cOnditIoN CoMPelling remedy!

What I sAw AltereD my wiTlessness.

MiseRy coursed tHROUgh me...

MisEry fILlED me with heathenIsh suPremacy!

I deNOunced my Peers...

this squaLid rabble AND their inAne NatTerIng!

aND tHen, at once, a strIDEnt sCrEech filLed My head:

EeEEeEEeEEeE!

A TrAin whistlE...

EEEEEEEeEeEe!

INcEssAnt anD DebilitaTiNg.

EeEeEEeEEEEe!

crushiNg and ProfAnE.

EeeEEeEEEEEE!

bUt A WOndrOuS kAleiDosCoPe froM whiCH thE future Be made...

EEEeEEeeEEEe!

THeRe I swayEd: Slack-jawed, wIdE-eyed, transFiXed By the pICTure windOw...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

AttemptinG To tie hoPelEss imPresSions togeTheR...

EEEEEeEEeeEE!

Oh, tHe urge To smaSh The GLAss wiTH A bLunT oBject!


odoxy_.

Crash!

Then _Nat ionality._ 

Cra sh! 

C ra sh!Cras h! Crash!

Doy ou c omprehend?

So, shroud ed in  t h is i n co heren t timbr e ,i t  ca me  t o p as s :on th ispeculia r night -s cut tl ing along Ki r io v Street w ith  my head dow n a gainst  t heb reeze - I  caug ht the specta cle of my se l f in a shop wi n d ow , th e background of w h ic h  illuminated t his sc en e :K iri ov,  a narrowun paved avenue, te e m e d w i th pedestrian s and carri a ges  vying  f orr ite of  pass ag e  th rough heapi ng p iles of d ung. M o re dist u rbing,the ch ron iccrea k in gofca r ts, ca bs, foo tsteps,th ewhine s of a n t sy h ors es a nd th e incessant c hat tero f m ouths  at w ork. 
I spi ed mys elf a mo ngst this flurr y an d conside red  m e i ma ge in the wi ndo w.Transfi xed byt hesi g h t sand sounds behindme , an gst andenmity bu bb l ed benea th  my  sku l l  like  a p r of ane caul dron i n  a  c oven. I 'd  madeth isjou rneyi nnum erable  times n everb eholding the a w ful sight.

Y e t, t he r e Isto od:

Starin g at thesurr o un din g  mayh em as  i f  a w akening from a drea m. 

When  alie nated from di sorder, th e c larity o f be d la m  becomes unavo idabl e. Lingeri n ignora nce a nd accep t illiter a c y; howev er,  re cog niz e ob liviousness a n d  lo,  b lindnes s n eedn'tper sis t!
Bl in dness isa condit io nco mp ell ing r e medy!

W ha t I  s awalter e d my w itles snes s. 
M ise ry cour s ed t hrou gh  m e... 

M is ery f ille d  me  with h eathenish  su p rema cy !
I deno unced my peer s. ..

This s qu ali d rabb l e  and the ir inane nattering!

An d  then,atonce,  a s trident s cre ech fi lle d  my he ad:

E EEEEE EE EEE E ! 

A t r a in  wh is tle...

EE E E EEE EEEEE !
Inc essantand debilitating.EEE EEEEEEEEE!

C rus hing a nd  pr o fa n e.
E E EEE E E EEEEE!

But a w ondrous ka le i do scope from whi ch  the fu ture be  made . ..

EEE EEEEEEEEE !

ThereIsway e d : S lack-jawed , wide-e yed, tran s fixed by  thepic ture w in dow ...
EEEEEE E EEE EE!
Attemp ti ng totie h op eless im pressions together...
EEEEEE EEEEE E!
Oh, theurg e  to  smash th e gl ass with a  bl unt  obje ct! 

odoxy_.

Crash!

Then _Nationality._

Crash!

Crash!_Crash! Crash!

Do_you comprehend?

So, shrouded in_this incoherent_timbre,_it came_to_pass: on this_peculiar night -scuttling_along Kiriov Street with_my head down_against_the breeze- I caught the spectacle of myself in a shop window, the background_of_which illuminated_this_scene:

Kiriov,_a narrow unpaved avenue, teemed_with pedestrians and carriages vying_for rite_of passage through heaping piles of dung. More_disturbing,_the chronic creaking_of carts, cabs, footsteps, the whines of antsy horses_and the incessant chatter of mouths_at work.

I spied_myself_amongst_this flurry and considered_me image in the window. Transfixed_by the sights and sounds behind_me, angst and enmity bubbled beneath my_skull like a profane cauldron in_a coven. I'd made this_journey innumerable_times never beholding the awful_sight.

Yet, there I_stood:

Staring at_the surrounding mayhem_as if awakening from a dream.

When_alienated from disorder,_the clarity of bedlam becomes unavoidable._Linger_in ignorance and_accept_illiteracy;_however, recognize_obliviousness and lo,_blindness_needn't persist!

Blindness_is_a condition compelling remedy!

What I saw_altered_my witlessness.

Misery coursed through me...

Misery filled me_with heathenish supremacy!

I denounced_my_peers...

This squalid rabble and_their inane nattering!

And then, at_once, a strident screech filled my_head:

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

A train_whistle...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Incessant and_debilitating.

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Crushing and profane.

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

But a wondrous kaleidoscope from which the future be_made...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

There I swayed: Slack-jawed, wide-eyed, transfixed_by the picture window...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Attempting_to tie_hopeless_impressions together...

EEEEEEEEEEEE!

Oh, the_urge_to smash_the glass with a blunt object!

