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- From: eowyn@chopin.udel.edu (Zoe Antonia Velonis)
- Subject: Re: Bisexual idenity and community
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- Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1993 20:12:24 GMT
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- In article <1993Jan11.173411.23150@dcs.warwick.ac.uk> kay@dcs.warwick.ac.uk (Kay Dekker) writes:
- >In article <1993Jan9.180627.12954@news.acns.nwu.edu> Albert-Lunde@nwu.edu (Albert Lunde) writes:
- >>I've been asked via e-mail to offer my views on this thread, so I may
- >>pontificate at some length. But first let me say: IMHO IMHO YMMV YMMV
- >>BYOB RSVP SMTP etc... ;)
- >
- >Barely had Professor Lunde with trembling voice intoned the words,
- >the writing of which was now scarcely legible, masked with fresh blood as
- >it was, from the scrap of the grimoire found in the mad Arab's tomb,
- >and barely had his shaking hand sketched out in the empurpled air
- >of the incense-filled crypt that Sign, known by few and dared to be used
- >by yet fewer, than - behold - to the accompaniment of tinkling cymbals
- >and madly-piping flutes - a congeries of iridescent vapours, toiled
- >into shimmering spheres of infinite and arbitrary-seeming dimensionalities,
- >the emblem of the dread Yog-Sothoth!
- >
- > Kay (sillier than usual today)
- >--
- >the Crisco Kid: quiet, shy, mono, Armani-suited. Not. idx009@uk.ac.cov.cck
-
- Definitely Not!
- (quiet, shy, etc.) (-:
- Kay, when you come over States-ward, we *must* get together and trade
- Lovecraft. maybe we could do a candlelit reading for Jim, unless he's already familiar with the God of Horror.
-
- Zoe
- (who keeps returning, against her own will, almost, to that one shelf of
- books in the old, dusty library tucked into a corner on a back street in the
- unsavory part of Providence; knowing that one day she will summon up her
- courage and find out what her grandfather meant when he warned her of
- batrachian demons, that one day she will part the covers of that ancient
- tome to release the forbidden knowledge.)
-
- You fool, Lovecraft is dead!
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