{"id":1029,"date":"2004-11-09T22:38:00","date_gmt":"2004-11-09T22:38:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/11\/09\/this-was-going-to-be-a-i-was-on-the-phone-for-hours-but-something-happened\/"},"modified":"2004-11-09T22:38:00","modified_gmt":"2004-11-09T22:38:00","slug":"this-was-going-to-be-a-i-was-on-the-phone-for-hours-but-something-happened","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/11\/09\/this-was-going-to-be-a-i-was-on-the-phone-for-hours-but-something-happened\/","title":{"rendered":"this was going to be a “I was on the phone for hours” but something happened"},"content":{"rendered":"
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forklift<\/a>
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Heaven is falling, burning with light heartless fire. It is cold and white voiced, the saints are losing their wings to the flame. Angels wept to a chorus of screaming, but they harmonize all the same. Soaring, crying with fists shaking, they can’t help but remain beautiful. Their feathered stumps dripping silver, tarnishing the cloud beneath, still remain breathtaking. Enthralling in form and perfect in grace. <\/p>\n

do your little thing you do, roll the globe across your fingertips, yeah it makes me hot baby, when you set everything spinning, power turns me on, show me what you’ve got, incisors gleaming the way I want them to, like a needle in a jar, bite and tear baby, show me some action, show me just a little blood and wild tame murder<\/i><\/p>\n

This is what happens when the magic dies. This is cruel to watch, but your mortal destiny. You wrapped the twine around your wrist, you pulled the ribbon from your darlings neck to see her tick, you broke the rules. Physics binding no more now than fairy charms. All the people around you, all the treasures of the worlds, lay discarded now. Descartes curses you as the earth weeps in agony. That was the secret. Nothing functions and the angels cry.
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forklift Originally uploaded by Foxtongue. Heaven is falling, burning with light heartless fire. It is cold and white voiced, the saints are losing their wings to the flame. Angels wept to a chorus of screaming, but they harmonize all the same. Soaring, crying with fists shaking, they can’t help but remain beautiful. Their feathered stumps … Continue reading “this was going to be a “I was on the phone for hours” but something happened”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1029","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1029","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1029"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1029\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1029"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1029"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1029"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}