caucus_of_the_cthulhu stork daddy to win each delegate, one must empty themselves, a little more each time, of any specific humanity they have. they must become bigger and smaller than the hearts they wish to win. with each they win, the process is increasingly irreversible. to contend with the teeming humanity they seek to cajole and placate, they must approach, starting from the periphery, the ancient indifference and useful cruelty of monsters we once worshiped as gods. after the parades and the television appearances, the true swearing in occurs, when in a stolen moment of silence, the candidate stands outside the halls of earthly power and looks into the interminable darkness, mutters words that exist at all moments of time, admits futility and gains the world. the candidate's hand reaches out and darkness like toothed tentacles latches to it, chilling the once warm veins, and erects forever a facial architecture of blank likeability. the face is now a puppet of distant forces, and to structure it to smile appropriately at summits and treaties it must be completely surrendered, its old structures must be torn down, and its connection to passion and sincerity, these faculties themselves dulled to nubs in the process, must be severed. only then is the candidate ready for npr, fox news, applause lines at state of the union addresses and the infidelities and treason required of the post. the price for this, is for a sliver of the humanity to remain, for there to be an unspeakable pain, that the disconnect between the face and memories of first love, and childhood birthday parties, and the goodness of some members of his family, though in political legacies one must look further and further for this, is the only thought what was once his true self now experiences. sometimes, now a president, there is a small desire to speak out what is known, but this is paralyzed by the certain knowledge that while waving at crowds and using pocket vetos, the inhuman face is leading us certainly back to the sea, back to its black depths, where the devouring beast expanding always as space expands, waits for our return, to be devoured, having escaped this long only for the grim amusement of a god bored with anything that isn't destruction. 080213 ... grendel no_more_years ( be_eaten_first ) 080213 ... stork daddy have to get up pretty early to get there before the cthulhu. 080213 ... Lemon_Soda Well written. Very lovecraft. Very Stork. 080214 ... stork daddy why thank you 080214 ... LEMON SODA RESPONDING CHECK 081110 ... f What's with all this lingo stuff? What does "very stork" mean? If it's what I think it means, Lemon Soda seems to be a 171113 ... unhinged . 171114 ... f What's with all this lingo stuff? What does "very stork" mean? If it's what I think it means, Lemon Soda seems to be a 171115 ... unhinged zapantera_negra indigenous resistance 171116 what's it to you? who go blather from