Wednesday, April 11, 2007

No. 106

A man built his castle around his inner fear. He becomes bourgeois. From the top of his rampart he has become condescending. His fear will be all what's left when everything else has decayed. The man will not face his fear. He will die of fright.
(note no.106 of Process Cheese novel-in-progress. Christine Bellerose. First print in homônumos magazine, Perspective issue no.2)

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