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I CAN SENSE CHAOS
June 1, 2010
The world is full of creatures with twin faces. One is smiling at you on the surface; the other projects a peculiar grin. The weak will succumb to the theatrical act, the strong stands on the stage until after the curtains drop. The feeble feet heads toward the door in frozen silence. The dragon echoes a blaring laughter. The spectators hold their breath to what might ensue.
In a flash of the moment, the weakling circled before it reaches the door. Ten big strides and its back at the stage before the dragon. Friction sparks in between each gape.
Then there was rain.


