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OBS! Denna textfil ingår i ett arkiv som är dedikerat att bevara svensk undergroundkultur, med målsättningen att vara så heltäckande som möjligt. Flashback kan inte garantera att innehållet är korrekt, användbart eller baserat på fakta, och är inte heller ansvariga för eventuella skador som uppstår från användning av informationen.
### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # ####### ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## #### ## ## #### # # ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ####### ####### ####### [ Only An Angel ] [ By Sevrin ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ Only an Angel by Sevrin Barefoot and dirty, I crawl across my bottle strewn bathroom floor. I lift the lid on the toilet, and barely hang my head over in time to wretch up the few ounces of bile that where left in my stomach. I drop back to the floor. My face lies in a puddle of some bad smelling, yellowish liquid as I convulse and choke. I cry out. "Oooohhh! I swear, I'll never ever watch 'Friends' again!" Somehow I am able to muster enough strength to break the skin on my wrist with my rusted out razor blade. The room spins. My blood pumps out across the tiles in a rhythmic spurt. I smile, as the crimson crescendo of my life petters to a close. All is black, and I see a light. I know what it is! The afterlife! "Here I come! Here I come!" I shout. I race toward the light and it grows so large it is all I can see. Then I run right into it. BANG! "Ow!" I thought. BANG BANG BANG I keep running into it. "What the fuck is going on?" I wonder. I look around me. I see angels everywhere. They all look like giant moths, and they too are repeatedly crashing into the light. I fly back a few hundred feet, and look at the light. Just as I suspected: a giant light bulb. Everything was starting to make sense. I spin and fly off into the darkness. I see another, more blue, light. I turn my attention to that, and head straight for it. Suddenly, and invisible barrier blocks my forward progress. BAM! "Ow!" BAM BAM BAM There is no way to get past this barrier. I settle down, and land upon it, clinging to it. I peer toward the light, and my hunch is confirmed: a giant television! I know now, beyond all shadow of a doubt that I have been reincarnated as a moth. Clinging to the barrier, which can only be called a window, I peer into the television, in hopes of entertainment. It comes back from commercial, and "Friends" is on. I scream in agony. I spin away from the window and fly off into the night in search of a spider's web to entangle my self in. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- uXu #550 Underground eXperts United 2000 uXu #550 http://uXu.org/ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------