Sunday, April 19, 2015
There once was an antagontheist who lived a loud life. He would rail against the world around him and its cArNAL excesses. He would urge all men to curb their indirerections and think only thoughts of the ideal and the pure. After years of arguing with nothing and no-one, he met a man with an encyclopoetic mind, one who could respond in return to any word set against him. For years, the two men debated their issues, neither ever changing a letter of their own thoughts. One day, one of the men died and all arguments ended. On that day, both men, the one who had died and the one who had continued to live, became part of the frogrotten, two men forgotten forward into the future, their having been forgotten being the only relic of their existence.